Snippet #2371734

The next day Ezra waited around the flat anxiously. He couldn’t wait to hear keys jingling as the landlord opened the door to the flat to showcase the flat to Sasaki and Choi. This would be the beginning of a new life after death. However, most importantly he would be his chance to see Darren again. Since he began “Haunting” the place there had been fewer people coming to see the house, thus Darren’s appearances decreased as well.

Sasaki had given Darren a call. They had set up a viewing of the “vacant” flat for the evening, since unfortunately vampires were unable to go out in the daytime. Darren ended the phone call with a deep sigh. He finally had someone that was willing to rent the flat. Renting the flat was not only a good thing for profit, but more importantly it was an avenue for Darren to move on from the unresolved feelings regarding Ezra’s death.

Within earshot of Darren was Valencia Kendrick , Darren’s girlfriend and fiancé. She overheard a portion of Darren’s conversation and couldn’t help but inquire for specifics. “Darren, love, who were you talking to on your mobile?” She spoke sweetly but not without a hint of ulterior motive. Valencia never did a thing without a purpose.

“It’s Ezra and my old flat, a couple is interested in renting the place, even before the viewing. Isn’t brilliant?” Darren said with a sudden excitement.

Valencia’s disposition only grew further snarkier. “It’s about bloody time.” She said as she stood from her seat at the stylish kitchen table and sauntered over to the tea kettle to pour her-self more hot water. “And look at you… going on about ‘Ezra and Your~ flat~…’ you sound like you two had tossed off and married or something.” Valencia quickly dunked her teabag in and out of her cup impatiently as it brewed.

Darren looked quite dashed and only rolled his eyes at her comments. Valencia continued, “Frankly with the renting of that flat, we can FINALLY put Ezra behind us for Christ’s sake.” With her tea brewed to the extent of her limited patience she took a sip of her tea. “Furthermore, I don’t see why you haven’t bloody just sold the place. It’s not like we need the money anyway.” Valencia nagged.

Darren abruptly cut Valencia off. “OUT of the question! I am NOT, under any circumstances, going to sell that flat! Do you understand me?” Not waiting for an answer Darren recomposed himself and continued. “I will rent it out, not sell it. Some of the best moments of my life happened in THAT flat and I do not intent to let those go. So pleases stop your prattling.” Darren’s voice carried a sharp tone that few would outright challenge.

Valencia swiftly rolled her eyes and folded her arms. “Fine, have it your way love. However, you’d be good to REMEMBER this, memories can be swell but in the end they’re all head bother. Don’t let a guilty conscience shackle you down to those ‘memories’ of yours.” Valencia brought her tea cup down to the counter abruptly and quickly walked out of the room, grabbed her purse and headed out the door.

Darren sat still. He let out a deep sigh and clutched his temple with his fingers in frustration.