Drama Continues

 "So are you going to tell me why you're really here?" Darby asked Lee as they shut the door to Thomas's cell.

 "I already told you, I'm here to get you back," Lee told her, leaning casually against the wall. Darby rolled her eyes at him.

 "We both know that's not true," she shot back. "We had a good time together but it was not enough for you to travel across the world to see me again." 

 "Maybe I want to apologize to Stephen for stealing Michelle from him," Lee postured. 

 "It's a little bit late for that. Michelle was the love of his life and now she's gone forever."

  Lee looked down at his feet and shuffled nervously. 

"What if I told you she wasn't quite as gone as you think she is?" Lee asked. Darby's eyes widened and she opened her mouth to ask what Lee meant but was interrupted by George appearing suddenly at the end of the hallway.

  "Did we all get hungry at once?" he asked, walking up to Darby and Lee.

  "Yes and Bailey is hogging the food," Lee answered. Darby rolled her eyes and held up a finger to silence him.

  "She's in the cell with her human boy-toy trying to tell him that she's a vampire now and is friends with all the people feeding off of him." 

  "What a fun conversation," George said sarcastically, leaning against the wall. 

  "So we just have to sit out here hungry while they're figuring out the relationship?" Lee whined. 

  Darby nodded. 

   "It looks like it. But Lee was about to tell me something very interesting. He claims that Michelle isn't quite as gone as we thought she was." 

    George's eyes widened as Darby's had and he turned to face Lee.

   "Tell us everything." 

   "Bailey, tell me everything," Thomas demanded. He sat in the dark corner of his cell but Bailey could see his eyes looking at her, or maybe through her. The anger in his voice was crystal clear. How was she supposed to explain herself to him? How could she possibly put a positive spin on being not only a vampire herself but friends with the vampires who had been torturing and feeding off of Thomas for weeks now? 

  "You obviously knew I was suffering in here and you made no effort to stop it," Thomas accused. "Did you feed off of me too? Maybe one night when I was out cold from exhaustion and starvation?" 

 "No, Thomas I never fed off of you, I promise!" Bailey told him. She wanted so badly to reach out and embrace him but she knew that would only make him more upset. 

  "So you were ok with me suffering as long as you weren't directly responsible." 

  "Not at all, Thomas. I was never ok with it but I don't have any authority here. I've been a vampire for a few months. The rest of them have been for decades, some of them centuries. If I tried to put my foot down they would just laugh at me." 

  Thomas didn't respond and for a moment Bailey worried he didn't believe what she was saying. 

  "I suppose that makes sense," he said finally from the shadows. "Honestly I would think you being a vampire is kind of hot if you weren't friends with the ones who have been eating me." 

  Bailey smiled but suppressed a giggle. 

 "I don't think anyone considers me hot," she told Thomas. "But it feels good to hear." 

 "You know what would be really hot is if you said screw your roommates and put your foot down anyway and got me out of here." 

  "I guess that is part of why I ended up being turned...Darby seemed to think I had no confidence in myself or ability to stand up to other people." 

  "Bailey, I've known you for years and I just have to say that her perception of you is totally on point. I've never known you to be able to do anything other than what everyone else wanted." 

  "Well that was the old me," Bailey said, puffing out her chest slightly and sitting up a little taller.

  "Really? Is it? Because you just told me you're the only one in this house who can't do what she wants and has to obey the whims of all the others." 

   Bailey felt a growl growing deep in her throat. 

 "You're absolutely right," she agreed, rising to her feet. "Darby bosses me around all the time and now that George and Lee are here they think they can tell me what to do too." 

 "And so you're just going to let them feed off of me until I die because they're older than you?" 

 "No I'm not," Bailey said decisively, slamming her fist against the wall. "I'm going to tell them they have to let you go and that's the end of it!" 

 "That's the spirit," Thomas said with all the enthusiasm his weak frame could muster. 

Bailey turned and swung the door to Thomas's cell open dramatically. Darby, Lee and George all turned to face her at the same time.

  "Hey, sweetheart. You and loverboy have a nice chat?" Lee said with a smirk. 

  "Yeah we did actually," Bailey said, taking a step toward him and standing up as tall and straight as she could. 

  "I've decided that you all are going to let him go," she said confidently. "And you're going to do it right now."