“You look horrible...here, this should help,” she handed the much older, blonde woman a glass of dark red liquor. She eagerly took it and drank it down. “Better?”
“A little. Is everything set?” She took one of the Nerma fags from the vanity and placed it in her ivory holder. She dreaded looking into the mirror. It had been too long this time. The other woman, a red-haired, young beauty, lit up her cigarette for her, then lightly grazed her cheek.
“You slept too long. We will have to keep the lights dim.” The red-head took the brush from the table and began to brush the other woman's hair. “The dark wigs tonight I think, with the black dresses.”
The brushing felt extremely nice. She could have gone back to sleep, but she needed her strength to return, so she needed to go out. “The twins again? Is he ready?”
“Yes. I think so. Until you feel like yourself again, the twins will help hide the aging. He has everything set. Private party. Only the best stock for tonight.....he's missed you.” She could hear the sadness in the young girl's voice. It was nothing that could be helped. He knew what he was taking on when he agreed to do this. In exchange, he would have his life. It was not her fault that he was only helping them because he loved her. She never promised him anything.
“He is a fool. Besides, from what I heard, you kept him company.”
“Now dear, how could I refuse him. He was so pitiful in his longing for you. I felt sorry for him.” She pinned the woman's hair up before carefully putting on her wig. Securing it into place. The blonde took a drag from her fag, then began coughing. “Soon. You'll feel better soon.”
She took a sip of the water from the other glass that was sitting on the vanity to clear her throat. “Charlotte, you know what this means.” The two locked eyes in the mirror. Charlotte pleaded silently. “No,” she shook her head. “It was not your fault. You know my trust issues. You choose a new one this evening. Now help me with my make up, please. My hands are shaking too much. I think you chose the perfect red for our lips. It brings out your eyes.”
She did the woman's make up in silence, and it was evident she did not agree with her decision, but she remained quiet. When she was finished, she helped her put on her black dress. “It little loose, but it will fill out soon enough. Avalon...”
The thought it over before continuing. It would be pointless. Once Avalon made up her mind, nothing could change it. “Nothing. You should use your cane. At least till you have your bearings again.” Charlotte grabbed the cane from the corner of the room, handing it over to Avalon.
“I agree. Are you ready?”
“Oh yes! I am famished.” She answered with a smile. She took Avalon by the arm and helped her.
They arrived at their own private dining club where everything was already in order. Their guests had already arrived. Charlotte made sure the lights were dim, so they would not be so judgmental of Avalon. The ten men and woman were already a bit besotted, and the more brawny ones had been doped up by their gentlemen friend behind the bar, Oliver. Avalon ignored him, his time would soon come and he would be dead like the rest of them. She had more important things to do, and she would start with the dark skinned beauty, whose name she heard was, Keira. Fitting. As always, they never saw it coming. She had her in a dark corner and took her fill. Just one deep cut with her claw ring. Her and Charlotte both had matching, black raven ones.
She girl's blood went fluidly through her own and she felt alive once again. With each unsuspecting soul, her skin tighten, and began to glow. She no longer needed her cane. Her youthfulness returned, as it always did. She rejoined Charlotte, only two remained. “Choose. Which one will you keep?” By that moment, their guests had become aware that they were the main course in these little party, and neither of them wanted to die. One girl, one boy. Both quivering and crying. Weak stock. They did not even try to fight. Pity.
“Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Which saw it be? “
“Oliver. I choose Oliver. It is my choice this time, remember. So be done with these two, then join us for a drink.” She turned on her heel to claim her new pet. Avalon smirked at her audacity.
“Very well then...........mother.”
