A Vampires Life {Part five}

I figured out the lay of the house pretty easily. It was a small, three story house; the top story being the attic where random junk lay scattered across the floor, in chests, on shelves, etc. I wrinkled my house at the stench and brushed aside some cobwebs.
I'm not creeped out by cobwebs. Their kind of nice actually.
There really wasn't much interesting. I sighed and started down the door in the floor, where the step ladder I had found in the garage waited. I found Jessica waiting at the bottom. "You know, you really shouldn't use the step-ladder by yourself. You could wait for your father to-"
"Who is he?"
"Who?"
"Your husband?"
"His name is Danny! But you call him d-"
"Stop, woman. I am calling him Daniel weather he or you likes it or not."
Jessica pretended to look startled. She had seen this coming. "Thomas-"
I felt a flame light in my mind as I heard the name. She though that Tom was short for Thomas!?
"Jessica?"
"Yes?"
She looked irritated that I had called her by her name. I figured. She would have to get used to it. I was taking over this house with my own personal style.
"If you call me Thomas again, I am going to take those cobwebs I saw in the attic and stuff them in to your mouth while you sleep."
Now she looked alarmed. She knew I wasn't kidding.
"I won't call you Thomas again but you are out of line! I'm calling Damien!"
I frowned. What was my consequence? I guess I did go to far but-
"It's ringing!" Jessica had the home phone pinned to her ear, with an identical frown.
"Damien!"
I could hear his slimy voice from five feet away. "Jessica!" It said in sly tones. "I hope Tom is working well in to his home?"
"Actually, no. I was hoping you could discipline him for me."
I heard a sigh issuing from the earpiece.
"Alas, I could hardly control him myself when he was in my house."
HA! EAT THAT! She couldn't punish me because there was nothing she could DO!
"But-"
Ah... That 'but' gets me every time.
"I do have something that will keep him in line..."
Ew.
"Could you please give the phone to Tom?"
And I thought I was free of the-
"Tom?"
Jessica handed me the phone. "Damien wants to talk to you."
No, duh.
I pushed the phone up through the layers of my hair. "What?"
"That's no way to talk to me seeing as I hold your human form."
I gritted my teeth. The guy had me.
I took a deep breath and calmed my spirit.
"May I help you, Damien?"
"Tom. It is to my understanding that you have been treating Jessica's feelings."
"So?"
"You never really completed your ordeal fully. You have to ACT like a human boy in order to BE one. So-"
God.
"You must call Jessica 'mom' and if she says you must do something you must do it. You have to buy your own things with your own money which means you have a weekly allowance of ten dollars, so Jessica has the ability to take it away from you if she wants. Keep your tongue behind your teeth. You must keep all of this up throughout your ordeals, and Jessica and I have agreed the most suitable chores for you do each week to earn your allowance will be, scooping their cats litter box, taking out the trash, vacuuming the house and keeping the kitchen tidy. Until you find a job, you follow all I have told you." He finished.
Oh... Crap. I. Will. Die. Like living in a daisy hell-hole was enough but I have to call this witch MOM? My throat went dry. I could imagine Damien sitting in his victorian arm chair, sipping some humans blood while smirking at my horror.
My pride is killing me.
I clenched my teeth and jutted my chin. I would not give Damien pleasure. I would stand high and proud though-out everything he threw at me. "Okay." I said defiantly. "Anything else?"
"Your second ordeal is tomorrow. You start in school."
The line went dead.
I handed the phone back to Jessica, (I can still call her Jessica in my thoughts.) and closed my eyes.
"Tom? Dinner is at six. Were having spaghetti. Come down when your ready."
I gave a slight nod and walked numbly back to my new room.
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I walked down to the kitchen. It was yellow and white tiled with random pictures of some little girl all over the fridge.
There was a broad shouldered man with spiky red hair sitting at one of the oak dinner chairs. He must be Daniel. Than there was Jessica. Primp and polished.
I pulled out one of the chairs and helped my self to spaghetti and garlic bread.
Daniel looked up at my arrival and started. "You must be Tom! Gosh, you startled me. Quiet as a mouse you are. I guess it's natural what with you being a-" he fell silent and glanced at his shoes. Jessica continued for him. "Not for long at any rate."
I nodded and began eating my dinner in silence.
"You start school tomorrow, huh son?"
I stiffened at the word. Ew. If I'm his son than he's a pig. And from the way he handled a fork, I wouldn't doubt that. Wait, get used to the idea, Tom.
"Yeah..." I guess I had to start this sooner or later... Nah. I wouldn't say the d-word if I could help it. I'd never had a dad, really.
Or a mom. (NEW PIC OF TOM IN RESULTS)

HAH! Tom has to suck up his vampire pride! ;)
Next part coming soon, loves! I promise.