Chapter 1.12 – Dining in the Gutter

Sandy was back with a brand new face.

It looked very much like her old one, bar the few raw stitches that had been expertly hidden behind her ears.

She was certainly in a good mood. She sashayed in to the dining room for her lunch and took her usual seat at the head of the table next to the large mirror, stealing glances at her new chin and smiling. Until April slid in place beside her.

“Hello mother.”

“April.” Her tone was curt but polite.

Despite it being a Saturday, Travis was at work. The butler had barely served up lunch before Sandy sent him out on a crucial errand. She was out of Glimmerbrook spring water and she couldn’t possibly drink any other kind.

It was rare that Sandy and April were ever home alone. But even rarer that Sandy hadn’t said anything to her. April tried again.

“You’re looking nice mother. Your chin looks good.”

“No thanks to you.”

April looked at her lap. Perhaps her mother wasn’t in such a good mood after all. April could feel the tension building as they each ignored their food in silence.

“Oasis Springs, April.”

April dared herself to look up, confused. “Sorry Mother?”

“Yes, you should be. Three hours it took to travel there. All because of you and your silly little crush on Dr. Vatore.”

April’s fork clattered to the table at the mention of the name. Her mother went on. “Now he’s probably told all his clients about his disastrous evening at the Moss residence. How will I ever show my face in this town again?” She looked at April who said nothing. “Don’t you go denying it. Trying to get a glimpse of him through the sitting room door and then all your attention-grabbing behaviour at dinner. Oh and don’t even get me started on how you followed him to the bathroom of all places! Then to top it all off, you swooned so hard listening to him take a leak that you knocked yourself unconscious.”

“You don’t know anything!” April brought her fists down so hard on the table that the chandelier shook. She pushed her chair back and stormed off across the hallway. She heard her mother’s chair scoot back also, and the click of her heels as she followed.

April burst in to the music room, anger roaring inside her. Sandy stepped in front of her daughter, her face twisted as much as possible with rage.

“How dare you talk to me like that. I’m your mother! I raised you. I have given you everything and this is how you repay me? By trying to ruin my image and my reputation – the very things that put food on your table! You’re an ungrateful brat, April. You’re just a spoiled, stupid little girl. You’re just as pathetic as your father. Living in my shadow, leeching off my success.”

April stood dumb. A deer in headlights. She knew this dance.

Sandy’s tone had that knife-blade edge. “You’d be nothing without me. You’d be dining in the gutter with those stinking, flea-infested mongrels you call friends.” She lowered her voice to a hiss, the sure sign that April had gone too far. “I will teach you not to answer back to me, you little witch.”

Sandy walked towards her daughter, her hand raised to strike.

April used to scream but no one ever stepped in, even when they were home. Instead, she threw her hands up in front of her face, an attempt to deflect the physical side of her mother’s control.

Sandy stopped in her tracks. Her arms dropped to her sides, her mouth hung open around an insult, her body still.

April looked at her trembling hands and back at her mother’s face. Have I done this?

She could feel something radiating through her arms, her fingertips. She pulled her hands slightly towards her face and then pushed them away from her watching Sandy sway with the same motion, like a puppet on a thousand invisible strings.

April was just as mesmerised as Sandy. She couldn’t remember a time she had been this close to her mother. She could smell her shampoo and see the creases in her make-up.

Oh boy, she would be in so much trouble when this was over.

She’d enjoy the control while it lasted. As she manipulated Sandy gently side-to-side, to and fro, April’s mind drifted.

Her mother had given her everything and yet nothing at all.

April subconsciously drew her mother closer until she could almost feel the pulse racing in Sandy’s neck. Her mind was flashing with memory after memory. Every insult, every hit, they all now collided in her mind and fuelled the fire she had kept dampened for so many years.

She thought back over all the times her mother had stopped her from seeing her friends, from having her own life. She’d controlled April down to the minute details: stopped her from thinking, stopped her from talking, stopped her from eating.

The thought hit April like a train.

She can’t stop me now.

April didn’t even try to be delicate. As her fangs slashed open her mother’s neck and the blood poured forth, she drank deeply. Sandy gargled to her daughter; a plea or an insult? April didn’t hear. It was lost to the echoes of everything else Sandy had ever said to her.

April felt her mother falling heavy into her arms. She pulled back, allowing the older woman’s body to fall ungraciously to the floor. The Great Sandy Moss, a heap on the carpet.

April watched her mother for a few moments as the room came back into focus. She had no idea how she was going to explain all this when she came round.

But maybe she wouldn’t have to. April’s body became even colder as it dawned on her that her mother did not appear to be breathing.

The power was replaced by panic. April reached for her phone. She had to do something, she had to call someone. In the sudden silence she heard a key in the front door, footsteps in the hall.

So April did the only thing she could think of, the only thing that had ever helped her. She ran.

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18 thoughts on “Chapter 1.12 – Dining in the Gutter

  1. To be honest I was surprised it took April this long to suck the life out of someone, I mean a freshly made vampire that must be thristy and has no real knowledge of their power, and nobody to guide them? Considering she turned a few days ago, you’d think she will have drained a few people by now.

    Though I’m not a hundred percent sure Sandy is dead yet. I suppose we’ll see.

    “you swooned so hard listening to him take a leak that you knocked yourself unconscious.” – this line made me laugh, that’s like the most absurd possible explanation of what went down haha 😆

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  2. Ah, so that’s the first person April ended up murdering. Fitting that it was her mother, but now I’m super scared that Sandy is going to come back as a vampire as well – the thought of that is absolutely terrifying. But maybe the person needs to be human AND alive in order to be turned successfully.

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  3. Eww.. All I can think of at this scene is how bad her mom must taste. Or does all blood taste the same in your universe?

    Glad to see April finally fed. Can’t imagine how she managed to get by not drinking anything for as long as she had.

    Oof Idk how I feel about Sandy dying. She’s a horrible mother. But to become a murderer over that? Not a great exchange.

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  4. What an opening sentence! And that new face probably cost Faith’s rent several times over, I’d assume.

    Oh for hell—why do all bad parents seem to be working out of the same playbook? “I did the bare minimum required to raise you and didn’t abandon you! Why aren’t you obeying and serving me at all times?!”

    ‘Did not appear to be breathing’: April’s not a doctor, she didn’t check her mother’s pulse, and Sandy’s in that ridiculous ass-up tired-sim pose rather than the C-shaped death pose. There’s no way she’s dead. Then again, I don’t know my magic or vampires that well; I don’t play supernaturals except for Lord Shallot, and even that’s only because one of my boys is a horny spectrophiliac idiot.

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  5. I’ve forgotten about the burst pipe completely. What pipe? I was too busy ROOTING for April to drain her mother…which…::does some emotional inventory, take a few notes::…okay I’m learning a lot about myself right now.

    Seriously though, I kind of love that April doesn’t give one good goddamn about the consequences, and when I’m in her perspective, neither did I. I was just chanting: DRINK! DRINK! DRINK! DRINK! until it was all over. Then all the adrenaline peaced out and I was an adult again and omg consequences.

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  6. Of course, because a guy taking a leak is so swoonworthy… 😏

    Sandy turned into a vampire would be a different level of hell April could find herself in. Unless she’s dead ofc. But that would make me really and weirdly sad.

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  7. Ah Sandy! After falling so ungraciously I bet her freshly made chin needs a patch up.
    Can vampires get surgery? If they’re dead, would the cuts heal?

    Ah and again, April is not the brightest candle on the cake.. She didn’t consider that biting her mum might turn her, right? 🙈

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  8. So Sandy is ruining not only Aprils confidence and general life, she´s been hitting her, too. Too bad she couldn´t have gotten locked in some cellar. Now /that/ would be some high class vamp food.

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