Allure… Uncle Tom

Allure… Uncle Tom

by DarkJade-

Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

“Something seemed Strange about La Fon today… As if he knew… This couldn’t last.”

Arram stands in a phone booth, reading her “Vampire’s Lust” Romance Novel, as the phone rings on the other end.

“Yeah… Uncle Tom??” she sits the book down in the phone booth.

“Uh huh… Uh huh… Yeah… I’m fine… I–” she tries to speak but Uncle Tom fills her ear.

“Sure… Yeah… $300 is fine… Yeah… Yeah… Ok… Thank you Uncle Tom” she’s about to hang up, but continues to speak.

“Oh and Uncle Tom? You were right about bringing the Crossbow… Uh huh… Ok” she hangs up.

Meanwhile Seth is sprawled out in the back seat of Arram’s Mustang, his feet sticking out the window, Ipod blaring, while playing a hand held video game.

“Do you really have to sit your feet on my window sill?” Arram says in her “annoyed” tone, as she gets into the car and starts the engine.

“VROOOM!!” though the car looks run down, its engine purrs.

They make their way down the road, Arram seems lost in thought.

“SHOOT!!” she suddenly hits the breaks…

“SCREEECH!!”

Seth slides off the back seat, and on to the back seat floor.

“WHAT THE HELL ARRAM!!??” he yells.

Meanwhile Arram swings the car around and drives back to the phone booth

“I totally forgot my book!!” she explains in panic.

As she approaches, she can see that it’s still inside the phone booth.

“So what?? What is it with you and that trashy book??!!” Seth says.

She pulls up to the phone booth, gets out, grabs the book, and gets back in the car.

“SLAM” goes the door.

“This isn’t just a trashy Vampire Romance Book…” she steps on the gas, as Seth is climbing up to the front seat of the car.

“VROOOOMMM”

“This is a Trashy Vampire Book that My Mom Wrote!!” she explains.

With this Seth looks at the Author Page of the book.

“Miranda Bloom??” he says.

“That’s a Ghost Name…” she replies.

“Ghost Name??” Seth looks at her confused, as they make their way North up the Expressway.

“You know… A fake name that Authors sometimes use, as opposed to using their real names” she explains.

“Oh… But this picture isn’t your Mom?” he holds up the book, and there’s an older woman in the picture.

“It’s a Ghost Photo” with this she grabs the book, and sits it back on the bench seat.

“I didn’t know your Mom was a Writer?” Seth explains.

“Yeah well…” she looks over at him “Neither did I”.

A NORTHERN TOWN

A couple hours north, they pull into a town, and she pulls up to a bank.

“I need to grab some cash out of my account, then we’ll get something to eat” she explains, jumps out of the car, and takes cash out with her bank card.

Meanwhile Seth peers around the town suspiciously, noticing how quiet it is.

Arram jumps back in “Ready?” she says, and Seth nods.

BARNEY’S DINER

The two of them have Burgers, Fries, and Milk Shakes on the table as they feast away… Arram’s Shake is Strawberry, and Seth’s is Chocolate.

“SLUUURPPP… SLUUURRPPP” Seth finishes his with a Slurp.

“That dude had claws Arram…” Seth suddenly says.

Arram looks at him, not really knowing what to say “I know.”

“And he was super strong… Like… Unnaturally” he continues, but Arram just kind of nods in agreement.

“And his eyes glowed red…” she finishes…

“SLUUURPPP… SLUUURRPPP” she finishes her shake as well.

“Kinda like a Vampire… Or somethen” he replies.

She shakes her head… “Yeah… Kinda like a Vampire.”

Seth knows better than to continue the subject, so he switches it.

“This is a really quiet town Arram” Seth says, and with this Arram looks around the Diner, where there is basically one other person sitting at the counter, smoking a cigarette and drinking coffee.

“You’re right…” she replies.

“Do you think he’s already here?” Seth asks.

Arram lets her Bright Blue Hair out of her Ponytail “I don’t know… Maybe”.

“Didn’t he say to stop following him?” Seth says nonchalantly as he dips three french fries into a great dollop of Ketchup.

“Seth… If you want to go home… Go home… I’m not stopping you” she says to him with a stern look.

He looks up at her “Nah… This is way too much fun.”

“HaHaHa” They both laugh.

Suddenly without even hearing him, the man who was at the counter stands at their table, cigarette in mouth, drinking away at his coffee… He’s maybe a 60 something year old, warn out dude.

“I recon you two are the reason that young, slick fellow is standing out in the parking lot looking in here?” the man says.

Arram and Seth look at one another not wanting to look out the window.

Finally Aram does…

And there’s a well dressed thirty something year old man in a very nice suit standing by Aram’s car, looking in at them, and waving for them to come outside.

“Phew!!” they both let out sighs of relief when they see that it isn’t… Him.

NEXT TIME… “HERE TAKE MY CARD… YOU MAY NEED IT”

DarkJade-

Part One – Daisy Arram

Part Two – No Invitation Needed

Part Four – The Night Will Come

Part Five – Tall… Light… And Armed

Part Six – Cold Night

Part Seven – Guests With No Breath

Part Eight – Wolf, Man… Vampire

Part Nine – The Escape

Part Ten – Too Late

Part Eleven – The Wounded

Part Twelve – The Hunt

 

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