Free Elizabeth and the Vampire's Cabin by Leilani Allmon Page A

newspapers and magazines, which they would
give to Aaron and he would give to her. Elizabeth had never met the other
vampires on the island. Aaron had forbidden them from approaching her or
Arthur. She wasn't even aware of how many there were. She had never tried to
discover the answer to that, because if they were anything like Aaron then she
had no desire to meet them. But she fervently hoped that they would never stop
coming back with news from the outside and Aaron would never punish her by
refusing to give her new reading material.
    As
she looked through the magazine she came to an article about her brother.
Sadness suddenly descended upon her soul. It was all about the match made in
heaven between the Texas heiress and the grandson of every fanboys favorite
cartoonist. It reminded her of how much time had passed since she had last seen
Austin. He talked about the future of his grandfather's comic book universe and
the latest blockbuster being made about the superhero it was based on. The
interviewer mentioned his little sister, Elizabeth. Austin talked about her
camping trip and how she was due in Texas for the wedding in another two
months.
    Elizabeth
groaned. No one knew to miss her, because she was supposed to be out of contact
with no phone service for three months on a deserted island. Only the island
she ended up on was filled with vampires and she had no clue when she was going
to be allowed to leave. She wondered whatever happened to Mark Taylor. Had her brother
tried to contact him? What was Mark saying to him? She couldn't believe that
Austin, though very self-centered, hadn't inquired even once about how his baby
sister was holding up, all by herself, on an island devoid of most technology.
    Elizabeth
left the cabin, determined to get some air. She walked out the door, onto the
front porch, and through the front yard. Elizabeth found this cabin to be
perplexing, because it had a front yard. She didn't understand why it needed a
yard. But there it was. A white picket fence created a rectangular front yard
in order to separate her home from her non-existent street and imaginary
neighbors. She wondered if the builder thought it would be cute. A cabin with a
white picket fence would make the occupants of the cabin feel less lonesome and
less situated in the wilderness. Elizabeth thought it was a creepy living
choice that Aaron had made for them. Again, she had the 1950s flashback. Her,
Aaron, a white picket fence, a dog, and two and half kids (as per the law of
averages) living together while Aaron sucked her blood and dragged her kicking
and screaming to the bedroom every night.
    She
reached the guest house where Arthur lived, knocked on the door, and called his
name. She heard him make chimp noises back at her. Arthur had gotten in good
control of his shape shifting over the last month. He opened the door as a
human and greeted her kindly with a large smile. He was always extra nice to
her. At any other time in her life, she would have found this annoying. But she
needed that kindness now that she was trapped every night with a monster. She
asked him if he wanted to go for a run across the beach. He nodded happily and
left his guest house. He then changed into a chimpanzee. More and more he
enjoyed spending his time in animal form.
    In
order to walk on the beach, Arthur and Elizabeth had to walk down a long set of
stairs alongside a sandstone cliff. When Elizabeth found out how high up they
were on the island (three? four stories?), she was in awe that Aaron was able
to carry her and Arthur up it. They had both been unconscious when they arrived
at the island. She would never know how he could lug up the motor boat. The
stone staircase that had been cut into the side of the cliff was not large and
she was surprised, as well as disappointed, that he hadn't stumbled off it and
broken his neck.
    When
they reached the beach, Arthur immediately went into a run. He had never been
athletic before Aaron made him into a