Three thousand simoleans. It seemed like a high price to pay for a vampirism cure, but Whitney knew it would be worth it.
Rumors had been circulating lately about where her drummer had disappeared to. Whitney hadn't told anyone about Riley's death, and she'd made sure to hide the body. But if she hung around vampires all the time, they might eventually read her mind and uncover her secret. That was the last thing she wanted. Still, she made sure to enjoy her last night as a vampire the best she could.
Whitney decided to stop being around vampires, and she was looking forward to being normal again. She knew word would get out to the press that the famous Whitney Cross was purchasing a vampirism cure, but that was something she was prepared for. She was ready to go back to normal and feel like herself again. She was also ready to go back to Riverview to visit her family. Her home life may not have been the best, but it was still home.
Whitney looked at herself in the mirror one final time the next morning after her bath, knowing that the next time she looked in the mirror, her eyes wouldn't glow and her canine teeth wouldn't be pointed. Her skin also wouldn't be so deathly pale. She did enjoy some things about being a vampire, but she hadn't wanted this to begin with, so it was for the best that she revert back to normal. Every day she was a vampire would be a reminder of how she became that way.
Whitney asked her limo driver to take her to the science facility. She clenched and unclenched her hands the whole way there, both out of excitement and regret, as well as confusion and fear. How would this cure work? What if it didn't work? How long would it take before it took effect? But she didn't have long to ponder this before the limo pulled up in front of the facility.
She stared at the building before walking in, already feeling the sun's effects. She approached the reception desk and asked about the cure. The star-struck receptionist called a scientist in, who escorted her down a hall to a room full of the stuff.
"This will work instantly," he said as he handed her a vial. "All you have to do is drink it."
"That's it?"
"Yeah, but are you sure this is what you want? It's my job to ask that, but you're also famous for being a vampire. This might hurt your ratings."
"I don't care about my ratings right now. I just want to go back to being who I really am."
"Well, then, that'll be 3,000 simoleans."
Whitney paid the man, took the cure, and then returned to her penthouse. Once there, she spent a while staring at the cure, debating whether or not she truly wanted this. But she knew in her heart that she did. This was the best thing to do.
With a sigh and pounding heart, Whitney opened the vial and drank the cure. An aura surrounded her, identical to the one that had surrounded her when she'd transformed into a vampire, and in the blink of an eye, she felt her skin warm up and her fangs retreat into her gums. She ran to the bathroom to take a look.
Whitney almost cried with relief. She looked perfectly normal. Her eyes no longer glowed and her teeth were square instead of pointed.
Whitney was so excited that she broke down and did a little cheer right there in the bathroom. How could she have contemplated this for so long? She wasn't meant to be a vampire, hunting others and living off plasma juice. That was disgusting. And now that she'd reverted back to normal, she was determined to visit her family in Riverview. She could hardly wait to see them again.
But her excitement was cut short when she felt a searing, acute pain in her stomach. She gripped it tightly, wondering what was going on. Was this a side effect of the vampirism cure? Or was it something more?
And then she remembered she'd been carrying a baby inside her stomach. This pain she felt couldn't mean...
But yes, it did. Whitney confirmed it a moment later when she saw all the blood. The vampirism cure had returned her to normal, but it was obviously too strong for a baby. A baby who was most likely only half-vampire. In her desire to revert back to a human, she'd accidentally taken the life of her unborn child.
Whitney looked at herself in the mirror one final time the next morning after her bath, knowing that the next time she looked in the mirror, her eyes wouldn't glow and her canine teeth wouldn't be pointed. Her skin also wouldn't be so deathly pale. She did enjoy some things about being a vampire, but she hadn't wanted this to begin with, so it was for the best that she revert back to normal. Every day she was a vampire would be a reminder of how she became that way.
Whitney asked her limo driver to take her to the science facility. She clenched and unclenched her hands the whole way there, both out of excitement and regret, as well as confusion and fear. How would this cure work? What if it didn't work? How long would it take before it took effect? But she didn't have long to ponder this before the limo pulled up in front of the facility.
She stared at the building before walking in, already feeling the sun's effects. She approached the reception desk and asked about the cure. The star-struck receptionist called a scientist in, who escorted her down a hall to a room full of the stuff.
"This will work instantly," he said as he handed her a vial. "All you have to do is drink it."
"That's it?"
"Yeah, but are you sure this is what you want? It's my job to ask that, but you're also famous for being a vampire. This might hurt your ratings."
"I don't care about my ratings right now. I just want to go back to being who I really am."
"Well, then, that'll be 3,000 simoleans."
Whitney paid the man, took the cure, and then returned to her penthouse. Once there, she spent a while staring at the cure, debating whether or not she truly wanted this. But she knew in her heart that she did. This was the best thing to do.
With a sigh and pounding heart, Whitney opened the vial and drank the cure. An aura surrounded her, identical to the one that had surrounded her when she'd transformed into a vampire, and in the blink of an eye, she felt her skin warm up and her fangs retreat into her gums. She ran to the bathroom to take a look.
Whitney almost cried with relief. She looked perfectly normal. Her eyes no longer glowed and her teeth were square instead of pointed.
Whitney was so excited that she broke down and did a little cheer right there in the bathroom. How could she have contemplated this for so long? She wasn't meant to be a vampire, hunting others and living off plasma juice. That was disgusting. And now that she'd reverted back to normal, she was determined to visit her family in Riverview. She could hardly wait to see them again.
But her excitement was cut short when she felt a searing, acute pain in her stomach. She gripped it tightly, wondering what was going on. Was this a side effect of the vampirism cure? Or was it something more?
And then she remembered she'd been carrying a baby inside her stomach. This pain she felt couldn't mean...
But yes, it did. Whitney confirmed it a moment later when she saw all the blood. The vampirism cure had returned her to normal, but it was obviously too strong for a baby. A baby who was most likely only half-vampire. In her desire to revert back to a human, she'd accidentally taken the life of her unborn child.
!!!!!! :((( All she wanted to be was normal again, and she ended up paying more than the price tag said she would. That is just... painfully sad. :( *huuuggggggg*
ReplyDeleteThings just never seem to go really right for Whitney, do they? :(
Great update, TW--I'm intrigued where things'll go from here~<3