The Boy Of The Night Part 13

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(Valentine)

         "Daddy!" Deidra screamed as I tried to play my piano over her and Nylora fighting over Tyler ", Nylora won't share!"
       I had Tyler first!, Nylora thought to me, I don't want Deidra's fangs all over it!
       Will you two ever stop fighting?, I asked the girls, trying to focus once again on my piano.
       No!, both of them thought as loud as possible, causing me to mess up the song completely. I loved the girls so much, but I hated it when they argued, which was all the time. If they fought over guys as they were with Tyler currently, it would be the end of the world.

       "Daddy?" Deidra said more calmly this time as she crawled over to me, trying to play the song over again.
       "Fine Deidra, it's your turn with Tyler," I finally gave in, Nylora please let your sister have Tyler for a few minutes.

       Fine, here Deidra. You can play with Tyler now, Nylora passed the teddy bear toward her sister, who snatched it as fast as she could.
       Thanks Nylora, you can have it in ten minutes.
       

       Nylora and Deidra might fight a lot, but they somehow always managed to make up sooner or later. Now that Nylora was five and Deidra was turning four, the two didn't need my help with solving most of their problems. They still had trouble sharing Tyler though.

       "I see you were able to get the girls to stop fighting Val," Rae exclaimed in approval as she came into the room ", I'm still not able to do it."
       "It just takes practice, too much of it," I told Rae, getting off of the piano seat and walking over to her.

       "So Rae, how was the movie premiere?" I asked, handing her a dozen white roses, her favorite.
       "Oh Val! Thank you so much! Did you pick them out yourself?"
       "No, but do you remember that flower stand lady you were talking about, and how you loved her flowers? Well, I called and asked her to get the best white roses she had. I would of picked them myself, but she's only open during the day, due to the recent rise of 'vampire gang' crimes going on."
       "It's a shame, the movie premiere had to go on during the day as well because of those fake vampire gangs that have been becoming so popular. I sure hope Issac isn't getting into that stuff, he's becoming of age where kids start joining."
       "Issac isn't vampire gang material," I laughed ", if he was in any sort of gang, it would be a nerd gang."
       "And he'd be proud of it."

       I placed my arms around Rae, pulling her closer to me so we could talk about Issac's future education ", Rae, do you think we should let Issac go to that Prep School he wants to go to so badly?" 
       "I'm not sure Valentine. He'd really benefit from it, since he'd be getting the education he should be getting instead of being held back on it, but it's a boarding school! I don't want to send my little boy off yet." 
       "Rae, Issac is ten now! He needs to have a little more freedom. He'll never make any friends if he stays here. They make fun of him too much here. I we sent him to this school, he might be able to find someone he could relate to."
       "You're right, he needs this. Okay, tomorrow we'll call the boarding school and start to apply Issac for it."
       "We might want to consider applying Nylora for that special school for the deaf as well," 

       "Oh! I see what you're trying to do!" Rae giggled ", you're trying to get rid of all the kids! Do you plan on sending Deidra away now as well?"
       "I'm trying to do quite the opposite," I began to explain ", if we're going to have anymore children, then we're going to have to either move again or send Issac and Nylora to boarding schools."
       Rae's face was priceless as I mentioned more children ", more babies? You're wanting more I see."
       "I know you want more as well. The moment Issac and Nylora are applied for their schools, we can try for another, I promise."

       As I started to kiss Rae, Nylora and Deidra started to fight over Tyler again. A father's job is never done I suppose.
      "You better break up the fight Val," Rae whispered ", I'll tell Issac we've decided to send him to the school."
       "Why do you get the easy job?"
       "Because you're so much better at getting the girls to behave. Besides, once Issac and Nylora are gone, the next nine months after they leave I'm going to be the one doing all the hard work if we're going to try for another child."

(Nylora)

       I was now old enough to where I could go to The School For The Deaf And Blind, but I don't know why they put those two disabilities together for one school though. Today was the day I was heading to the school I had no idea about. After a year of paper work gone wrong, Issac had finally been excepted into the prep school he'd wanted to go to, and he was leaving today as well. Deidra was feeling as if everyone she could hang out with was leaving. Sure, mom and dad would still be around, but they weren't kids like her, and our recently conceived brother won't be here for another year. So let's just say I wasn't surprised when she came up to me, screaming insults everywhere.

   

       I tried to understand what she was yelling at me, but her lips were moving so fast, I couldn't keep up. When I tried to think thoughts to her, she cut me off. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, so I did my best to speak to her, my only option to calm her down.

       "Iee aamm suuy!!!" I began to cry ", Iee nedd ttu gu!"

       She closed her eyes, taking a deep sigh to calm herself down, I now, but the place won't be the same without you. I won't have anyone to pick on!

       I'll still call every so often, and I'll come back for holidays! Besides, you'll find someone else to be with at the pre-school our parents signed you up for!

       I know, but none of them will be like you.

       I'm going to miss you Deidra, I told her, giving her an unexpected hug, even though we fight a lot, I'm still gonna miss you.

       I'll miss you too, and while you're at it, can you find me some hot deaf boys?

       I started to laugh so hard, I found it hard to respond, we're both too young to be dating yet Deidra!

       So? We can find all the hot guys now, then go after them when we're teens!

       Okay sis, I'll be looking, I promise. 

(Valentine)

       Well, this is it you two, I started as I looked at Issac and Nylora, you're going to be heading to your new schools. I'd go outside with you, but for obvious reason's of it being daylight, I can't.
       I wish you could though daddy, Nylora told me, looking down at her feet, trying to ignore my eyes. This was just as hard for her as it was for me. She'd never had any contact with anyone outside our family, and now we were sending her to a place full of strangers, at which she couldn't talk to with her mind.
       Then there was Issac, he was going to have a hard time also. He was just as shy as I was, and he had a hard time making friends. He was easily picked on, and I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to make any friends.

       Dad, we'll be fine!, Issac reassured me as he could sense my fears for them, we'll make friends and all that, I promise! 
       Ya daddy, Nylora added, we'll do it for you. It's time we started to meet new people and make friends. We both promise to do just that.
       I found myself trying not to cry as my two oldest told me they were going to try and make friends for the first time. They were so young, yet they were so willing to make me proud.

       I finally let my tears fall as I bent down to hug my kids, starting with Issac, "I love you Issac, no matter what happens, I will always be proud of you. You don't need to do anything for me. You've already given me so much by just being my son."
       "Dad, please stop crying. Men don't try! The boys at school told me so."
       "They're not real men then, because a true man does cry when something is that important to him, and you are very important to me."

       I then turned to Nylora, who didn't hesitate to throw her arms around me. I'm gonna miss you daddy!, she thought to me as she began to cry as well, you're the best dad I could ever have!
       I'm going to miss you too Nylora, I told her, stroking my hand through her hair, exactly like her mother's in every way, from color to texture, it was exactly the same. She was the image of Rae, smart, brave, and adventurous. The only thing different was how shy she was and being deaf, but she was still my Nylora, and I loved her despite her hearing.
       What were you tell Issac just now?, she asked me, letting go and looking at my eyes for the first time today.
       That real men do cry, and it's the truth. If they don't they won't be able to relate to you as easily. Oh!, and don't go chasing after boys while I'm not around, okay darling?
       She laughed a tiny bit while she wiped the tears from her eyes, I can't promise that, but I'll try.
       That's all I ask, because I'm not ready to share you yet with any guys.

       Come on you two, Rae interrupted, your rides are here.
       I let go of Nylora, fixing her loose hair before letting her out the door, Issac in pursuit. I was really going to miss them, and now I wasn't going to be able to be there for them whenever they needed me. Sure, Issac would be calling me and Nylora would be using email, but it would be different. I still had Deidra though, but with the way she was acting recently, I had a feeling we' be having to send her off as well soon if it got any worse. 
       

The Boy Of The Night Part 12

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(Issac)

       I tried to ignore my grandfather's voice in my heard as I walked out of the kitchen, holding the stupid book I'd been told to read for my class. It was a children's book for K-2nd, and I couldn't stand reading it! It had no plot, no climax, no nothing! The words were boring as heck, and the pictures so poorly done, It looked like it had been puked up. Sometimes being so smart had it's disadvantages, one being my grandpa always trying to get me to turn on my parents.

       Issac, oh my dear Issac, he whispered in my head, we both know you're better than this! You could be reading high school level books if you wanted, but your parents won't let you...but I'd let you read them. You could invent things whenever you wanted, and not only that, I'd let your sister Nylora join us! I could give her the ability to hear even! 

       You could do that? You could make my sister able to hear? I'd always wanted Nylora to not be deaf, to be able to hear the noise of the busy city outside and not through our thoughts. She didn't deserve to be deaf, yet again, my father didn't deserve to be deadly allergic to the sun either, could you... make it so that dad could go outside, into the sun without burning up alive?

   

       My grandpa remained quiet, leaving me to ponder the big question I'd been going over ever since my grandpa started to talk to me, should I trust my grandpa or not? He seemed like I could trust him, but my parents said he wasn't to be. They claimed he'd tried to kill mom, and that he tried to poison dad, but had he?
       No Issac, he finally told me, I tried to find a cure for him when he was younger, but with no luck. I'm sorry, but I truly believe there is no way to fix your father's condition.
       That's where you'd be wrong!, I yelled at him, I'll find it, and my father will be able to look at the sun, and not burn to death. He's done so much for me, he deserves to be able Nothing, I repeat, nothing, will stop me from finding it. There is a way, and I intend to find it. Now if you excuse me, I have a children's book to read for school.

(Valentine)

       "Dad? You awake?" Issac asked me, walking up to the bed.

       "I am now, what is it Issac?"

       "Do you... mind being the way you are?" he asked, trying to avoid looking at my scars.

       "What do you mean?"

       "You know, allergic to the sun?" he pointed toward my arms, trying to act like it wasn't a big deal.
       "I've gotten used to it, but I'll never enjoy it."

       "How could you get used to something as serious as this!"
       "One word, time. Imagine living completely in the dark your whole childhood, not having anyone to talk to during the day because your parents work and no one likes you. That was my childhood pretty much summed up," I didn't know why Issac had woken me up, but it had to be serious. How do you tell someone you love how you really feel about something like this? ", so basically I've lived my whole life in the dark. You, your sister, and your mother don't know how luck you are to be able to go outside whenever you want. Why do you ask?"
       "Just because I can. It's been coming across my mind. So... would you take a cure to your condition if you could?"
       "There would be no doubt that I would, but if your mother, your sister or you had it as well, and there was only one antidote for it, I'd give it up so you could live a life worth living."
       "You'd do that for me?"
       "Issac, I'd do anything for you."

       "Wait a sec, are you saying you'd... die for me?"
       I nodded ", my family means the world to me. If anything were to happen to any of you, I'd never forgive myself."
       "Never?, but what if it wasn't your fault?"
       "Your mother being attacked wasn't my fault, but I still take the blame for it."
       "Was it... scary?"
       "I walked into the house, finding her almost dead in the living room. Yes, it was very scary."
       "But she's a vampire, couldn't she of at least of gotten a bite out of grandpa?"
       "Issac, your mother wasn't a vampire when he attacked her, she was a human."
       "A human?" Issac stepped back in shock ", but aren't vampires born?"
       "You, Nylora and I were, but not your mother. You can become a vampire two different ways. You're born that way, or you're turned into one."
       "Did grandpa turn mom then?"
       "No... I did."
       "You?"
       "Yep, if I didn't she wouldn't be here... and neither would you. Mom was pregnant with you when grandpa attacked her. In order to keep her from dying, I had to turn her into a vampire. I didn't know at the time we were going to have you, but after I turned her, she told me. You narrowly escaped death my son, you are indeed, more lucky than you think."

       "Come on Nylora!" I tried to cheer on my daughter later that week in our new penthouse. It had a little more room, but if we were going to have anymore children... we'd have to move someplace else. Rae was already pregnant with our third child, and a four would make this place crammed even more than it was.
       Daddy catch me!, she told me as she fell into my arms, I went far this time, didn't I!
       You sure did, a whole three feet more to be exact. I'm so proud of you!

       I picked her up, throwing her lightly in the air and catching her. She tried her best to laugh out loud, and she did a wonderful job of it. She'd recently started to try and talk with her mouth, her favorite things to say being random baby names for her soon to be arriving sister. I don't know where she got them, but she'd come up with some pretty names, her favorite seemed to be Deidra.

       Daddy wants to read something, I thought to Nylora, you okay with playing with Tyler?

       Tyler wants to play, so yes.

       I set her down and she crawled over to her teddy bear, Tyler she liked to call it. She first started to try and talk when we'd bought her the bear when she turned two, only a month ago. She'd try and use actual words to speak with Tyler, and she'd imagine that he spoke back. It was really cute to watch. She assured me though that she wasn't doing it because she was lonely or crazy. She just wanted to practice for when she would have to talk with someone who wasn't her family.

       I changed into something more comfy and sat at the diner table, reading a martial arts book for my most recent film production, which was going to have some martial arts in it. I wanted to get everything just right, and in order to do so I'd have to learn more about it.

       "Valentine!" Rae called for me ", can you come over here?"

       "Sure, what's up?"

       "I want your honest opinion on my painting. Do you like it?"

       I looked at the canvas, marveling Rae's textures and variety of colors. It all matched up perfectly, and I'd never seen a painting so alive in my life.

       "You've done a truly astonishing job Rae! All of your recent work has been breath taking, just like you."

       "You are such a sweetheart Val! Do you really think-" she stopped in mid sentence, suddenly breathing very hard.

       "Rae, is the baby coming?"

       "Yes," she groaned, holding her stomach ", can we leave now?"

       "I was planning on it. Issac!" I yelled, our son coming out of the bedroom.

       "Yes dad, what is it?"

       "Mom is in labor. Please get Nylora and Tyler out of the bedroom and bring her to the car, okay?"

       "What!" he screamed, putting his hands behind his back ", mom's in labor? Are you okay? Do you need a glass of water or..."

       "Just get Nylora and Tyler, then follow us down stairs, that's all Issac," Rae tried to calmly say, talking deep breaths. Issac nodded frantically, running into our bedroom to get Nylora ", at least this little one wasn't during a bad time like her siblings. Right Val?"

       "That's for sure. No being stuck in elevators or being locked in rooms, it's almost too strange to be true."

       "Let's not jinx it now Val," Rae tried to laugh, only to find herself in more pain ", this baby doesn't like humor it seems."

       "That's a shame," I exclaimed, helping Rae to the door as Issac came out with Nylora, holding her teddy bear ", try to remain peaceful if possible for the time being, we'll be there in no time."

The Boy Of The Night Part 11

Not Recommended For People Thirteen And Under

(Valentine)

      It all started out as a normal night for our family. Rae was painting, Issac was working on something he wouldn't let us see for nothing, and I was playing my keyboard. This night wasn't going to be normal for long as I would come to learn. Oh no it wouldn't, and it all started when Issac wanted to ask me something.

         "Dad, is it okay if I use the broken stereo you and mom plan on throwing out for my latest invention?" Issac asked me as he watched me play my keyboard ", I'd hate to see that stereo thrown out for no reason when I need it."

       "Sure Issac, as long as you don't electrocute yourself, it's fine by, me. You should check with mom as well though, just in case she doesn't want you to."
       "If you say I should, let's go convince mom to let you us it."

       Issac in the past year had recently grown up so much. He was becoming  bigger and more mature by the day. He was going for his dream of being an inventor, and all he ever did was take spare scrap from our neighbors and build actual things that worked out of them. I never imagined I'd have a genius like Issac for a son, but here he was. His teacher told me just last week that Issac is at the head of his kindergarten class, doing 4th grade work already. She however also said Issac is the shyest child she's ever seen. He doesn't like to talk out loud much around other people besides Rae and I, and he has no friends at all. Sometimes I wonder if he's shy because I'm shy as well, and he learned his social abilities from me.

       After convincing Rae to let Issac use the stereo, he asked us to watch him build it. We stood there, watching as he quickly took the thing apart, finding the pieces he needed, and put them onto his latest invention.
       "It's a portable stereo," he announced to us, holding up a square box for us to see better ", I'm working on a CD scanner so you can just put your songs onto this thing with a memory stick, but I'm not even close to doing that right now, so only the radio works for now."
       "Can I try it Issac?" I asked him, noticing the headphones for it sitting on the table.
       "Not yet, once I get the scanner to work, then you can. Until then, I want you to stay out of this room. I have a surprise I'm working on for my sister, and I don't want her to find out through you two."
       "You don't trust us?" Rae asked with a giggle, rubbing her belly ", but your sister can't wait to learn of what it is!"
       "Oh no you don't mom!" He laughed, pushing us into the kids room ", you two stay in here until I tell you to come out! My sister isn't going to learn of my surprise until she's born!"
       "But Issac!" too late to convince him to let us go into a different room. He'd locked us in from the outside, without our cellphones so we could call for help. I really hated how the lock was on the outside of the door, and this wouldn't be the first time one of us had been locked in. We were stuck. 
       "We really need to fix that door so it doesn't have a lock on the outside. I have no idea why we put it in like that." Rae told me, sitting on Issac's chair that sat under his loft bed. She tried to slouch in it, but her huge belly proved to be making it hard for her.
       "We didn't do it, the contractor did, but we were too lazy to call him up to fix it. We really should of though. Well, we're stuck in here, and for a while. Better make the best of things as they are," I told her, pulling her up and into my arms, planting my mouth to hers.
       You really think that's the best idea? She asked me with her mind.
       No, but if we're going to be in here for a while, why not have some fun while we wait?

(Rae)

       You're squishing the baby!, I told Valentine as he pulled me in for another kiss on the lips , you wouldn't want to have her come out early would you?

       It wouldn't be a first untimely baby for us, his hands stroking the bare part of my back , if it happened a second time, I'd say we're cursed.

       Ya we just might... oh no, what was wrong with my children and their timing? There it was, the familiar pain I'd felt with Issac being born. Why did my children just love being born at horrible times like this?

       "Rae?" Valentine asked as he stopped kissing me ", what's wrong?"

       "We really are cursed! The baby... she's coming!"

       "You've got to be kidding me!"

       "Issac! Let us out!" Valentine yelled through the door ", mom is in labor!"

       "She is?"

       "Yes, do you not hear her screaming in the background? Open the door!"

       "Let me hide the present first..."

       "OPEN THIS DOOR THIS INSTANT OR YOU WILL BE GROUNDED FROM THAT WORK STATION FOR A MONTH!!!" I screamed as loud as I could ", I WANT OUT OF HERE!!!"

       "Oh my plumbbob!" Issac exclaimed ", mom never yells!"
       "THERE WILL BE A WHOLE LOT MORE OF IT IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!!!"
       "I'm hurrying! Just wait a few seconds for me to open it!"
       "Quick Rae, put your clothes on the best you can. Once we get out, I'm taking you to the hospital. No questions asked."

(Valentine)

       It's been a year and three months since we had Nylora, the most amazing daughter on the face of the earth. She looked like she was identical to Rae, which meant I had two of the most beautiful girls there ever was. She wasn't as bright as Issac, but she was smart in her own way. She hadn't started speaking yet, which concerned me. Issac was talking as soon as he could, but Nylora hadn't even tried. She didn't even make much noise! She cried yes, but hardly ever, and the same went for laughing. Not only that, but whenever we tried to talk to her, she wouldn't respond unless we were right in front of her, or using our minds.

       She was perfectly fine with speaking with her mind to us, in fact that was the only way she'd talk to us. I knew she had perfect speaking abilities when it came to thinking, but for some reason she just couldn't say things out loud. We finally took her to a doctor, and they told us she was deaf, that she'd never be able to hear what so ever. It broke my heart to learn that she couldn't hear with her ears, but at least she could hear with her mind through us.

       Daddy, she would ask, what do all the cars sound like on the street?

       Then I'd think about how they sounded to her, and she'd give me her adorable smile for me to know she'd heard it, through my thoughts to her's. Rae and Issac would do the same thing. We were thinking about sending Nylora to a special school when she became of age, so she could learn how to learn sign language and read lips, since not everyone could read minds like out family could, and we wanted her to at least have a social life.

       Time for bed Nylora, I told her, trying to put her in her crib.

       But daddy! I want to stay with you and mommy again tonight!

       Oh no you don't! I told her, waving a finger at her, you kept us up all night. Mommy and I want to get some sleep.

       Don't worry sis, Issac added as he started to get onto his bed, big brother will be here to make sure you're safe.

       Okay Issy, she thought, snuggling in my arms, I'll go to bed in here tonight. You can be with mommy all alone.

       Thank you my flower, I thanked her, putting her down and kissing her forehead, good-night Nylora. See you in the morning.

       Good-night daddy, I love you.

       Love you too daughter.

       I love you too Issac, I thought as I looked over at his already fast asleep body. He'd had a long day at school, having his first major bullying trouble from a fellow student, and he'd stressed out about it. He'd tried not to tell me, but he finally broke open the moment I asked how his day had been while he was sitting alone on the couch. I knew I couldn't solve his problems, but I could be there for him through it.

       Looking back at Nylora, I saw that she too had fallen asleep. Two kids, fast asleep... hmmmm, I wonder if Rae had fallen asleep yet as well.

       Not even seconds after I walked into our room, Rae threw herself onto me, intertwining her lips with mine. Well, she was awake alright.
       I want another baby!, she thought to me, pulling me on top of her as she fell onto the bed, please Valentine! Issac and Nylora are just are not enough for me! I want another!
       We're going to have to find a bigger place, you realize this right? We hardly have enough room as it is!
       So is it a yes?
       I haven't stopped you yet have I?

       That's true, but Val, what if we have trouble like we did with Nylora?
       Then I'll just have to do this with you every night until we have that baby you want so badly. Besides, I think this time will be a lot easier for us. I just know it.

The Boy Of The Night Part 10

Not recommended for people thirteen and under.

(Valentine)

       Huh? How did I get out here?, I asked myself as the flash from the camera hit my eyes. I was holding my guitar, like I'd been planning to play it, I was standing right outside my penthouse apartment, and some paparazzi gal was taking my picture.

       "Ahhh... I think I blanked out for a moment there."

       "I think you might of been, for five minutes or so. Thanks for the latest news story by the way. I'm going to get that promotion for sure..."

       "I'll pay you 2,000 to not turn this in."

       "Well..."

       "3,000"

       "I really want that promotion..."

       "5,000!"

       "Deal!, your face isn't going to be in the newspaper tomorrow. Thanks for the money," she told me as I handed her the money. She ran off for her next target right after I gave it to her, but she wasn't gone for long.

       "Owww! My head!" I yelled, dropping my guitar and kneeling on the ground, holding my head as I tried my hardest not to cry from the pain I was feeling, almost like a knife to my stomach multiple times, except it was in my brain.

       "Val!" Rae yelled as she opened the door to our place, seeing me on the ground. What was going on with me? Forgetting how I got places and now this? I couldn't even remember anything from the past three hours anymore! ", Val, it's going to be okay. I'm calling the doctor to come faster. We'll figure out what's wrong, I promise!"

       Hours upon hours of doctor's (one's who already knew who I was and could be able to treat me if needed) testing me, putting different chemicals into my body, removing chemicals from my body, and countless pain finally gone. I was home after two weeks of all of it, and I was finally starting to remember what happened during those short three hours. I'd been poisoned by someone paid by my father to kill me, but I'd survived, and was recovering much to my father dismay.

(Flashback)

       "Valentine, are you okay?" Rae asked me as she held Issac in her arms. His birthday was in only three days away now, and the paparazzi were dying to see the almost five year old, so we took him with us to a local dance club. I regret that now ", you've been a complete clumsy ever since you had that drink you bought. It couldn't of made you drunk. One drink can never do that to you!"

       "Rae, can we go home?" I asked, trying to ignore the spinning feeling in my head ", my head kinda hurts."

       "Sure, I'm tired of this place, aren't you too Issac?"

       "Is daddy going to be okay? He looks very sick."

       "I'm sure it was just something that didn't agree to his stomach. He's had problems like this before..."

       "Rae... where am I?" I asked, really not sure where I was at the time.

       "The Grind, don't you remember?"

       "No, not really," I answered, almost falling over for no reason what so ever while talking.

       "Honey, are you going to be alright? Maybe I should call a doctor we trust to come take a look at you when we get back."

       "That might be a good idea. I'm starting to see things in fours now too!"

       "Four of me?" Issac asked, clinging onto Rae, trying to hide the fact that he was about to cry ", daddy is getting worse, isn't he?"

(Rae)

       "You doing better?" I asked, peaking into the room where Valentine had been resting ever since he got home. He was weak from the treatments and constant pain, and all he wanted to do was rest, and I don't blame him.

       "No, not really. I'm still extremely tired."

       He sat up on the head board the best he could as I sat down next to him. I noticed him trying to pop his back as discreetly as possible. he always wanted to look like he was strong and could handle everything, and me giving him a massage would make him think he really was weak ", can you sit up so I can massage your back? I'd really like to do so for you."
       He pondered what I'd asked of him, and nodded. He sat up on the bed, allowing me to rub his back, which was under a lot of stress from the past few weeks at the hospital I bet ", you really shouldn't feel like you're not strong enough you know. I only want to do this for you because I love you."
       "Which is the reason I want to do the same for you, but I can't. I won't be for the next few weeks."
       "Your health is more important to me than you showing your affection for me right now. The best way to show me you love me at the current moment is to take care of yourself."
       "I guess, I really want to play with Issac for a little bit though, is that okay?"
       "Ya, as long as you don't do anything too active, it's fine by me."
       "You're the best Rae," he thanked me, giving me a peck on the lips before getting up and going to Issac's room. I had to let him have some freedom, and Issac was the perfect medicine for anything.

(Valentine)

       "Thanks for playing with me daddy!" Issac told me as I showed him how to make music on his toy xylophone I'd gotten him for his birthday.
       "Your welcome son, so how was your birthday?"
       "I really wanted you there, but your health comes first the doctor's told me. They're right you know!"
       "Yes, they are, and I plan to get better soon so we can celebrate your birthday the way if should of been.
       "Ya, daddy..." Issac kept looking at the scars on my arms, not sure if he should say something about them. 
       "Do you have anything you wanted to ask me?"
       He nodded slowly, still keeping his eyes on my scars ", where did yo get those scars on your arms, feet and face?" Issac asked me. I'd never told Issac about my condition. He just thought I disliked the sun probably, but he was old enough to know now, and he was smart enough to understand.

       "When I was an infant, my parents left the curtain open and the sun hit my arms and legs, burning them, but they thought I'd grow out of it by the time I was a year old. Most vampire babies have some sort of reaction to the sun the first time they come in contact with it, but I never did grow out of it. When I was three, I was very curious about the daytime. You remember when you were three and wanted to go outside during the day, but mommy and I wouldn't let you?"
       "Yes?"

       "It's because we were afraid you'd be allergic to the sun like I am. When I was three, I did exactly what you wanted to do, go outside. The second I did though, the sun burned me, causing more serious damage to my arms and causing this scar you see on my face. You're lucky because you're not allergic to the sun like I am. One hint of sunlight and It'll cook my skin."

       "So that's why you stay inside during the day and go out at night!" Issac remarked ", if you didn't, I wouldn't have you anymore."
       "Sadly yes, that's true. I've had a few burns since I was three, but they've only been minor compared to the ones you see. Nothing life threatening since then... except for what recently happened-"
       "But mommy still loves you the same!" he interrupted me ", she loves you for who you are, just like I do!" Issac told me, playing the song on his xylophone I'd taught him 
       "You're doing good Issac. You might have what it takes to be a great musician someday."
       "Thanks, but I want to be an inventor! Ahhh... is that okay?"
       "Issac, you could be a Teenage Ninja Mutant Turtle if it's what you wanted to be. I'm not stopping you from becoming what you want to be in life."
       "Really daddy?, Thanks! You're the best dad ever!"
       I didn't hide the smile he'd given me as it came forth, the first smile I'd had for a while now. Issac had a way of making my day, he always had from the moment I saw him ", you don't know how much that means to me Issac, and you'll never will know how much you mean to me until you have a son of your own."
       "Don't worry daddy! I'll make you proud! I'll be the best father on the planet, just like you!"
       "No need to make me proud son, you already have. I know you'll be the best dad there ever was, a good father can tell when someone will be just as good as him, maybe even better."