V is for Vampire

This post is part of the A to Z Challenge. Each post will be associated with a letter of the alphabet with the theme ‘Lessons from a Wedding’.


Yep, she sure was!
Yep, she sure was!

She felt like one.

A vampire, that is.

Every since she arrived at her parents’ house to help with her sister’s wedding, she slept more during her afternoon naps then when the sun set and the moon came out at night.

There was one night (or maybe morning, since it felt like past midnight from the way her eyelids drooped) and they were still arguing discussing about where to place the standing fans around the tables. That night (or maybe morning), she only slept at about 3am.

There was also the other night when she was about to get to sleep (before midnight, this time) when she heard the unmistakable sound of someone throwing up outside her window. Though she felt like throwing up herself, she dragged her tired body from the mattress on the floor of the guestroom and went out, only to see her cousin slumped by the side of the house, vomit neatly beside him. She dragged him into the house and stayed with him until many hours later when he had finished his babbling, and she could finally shut her eyes.

By Day 3 of living a vampire’s life, her eye bags were the size of steamer trunks of yore.

If weddings meant being a vampire…

…of course, she was going to elope.

She was SO not going to drink blood. Or sparkle in the sunlight.


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