‘Sorry... Auvrea, right?’ The angel nods as I say her name, ‘Auvrea. I have spent the last few hours trying to persuade her otherwise, and if she won’t listen to me, I doubt she will listen to you.’ I tell her grimly. I mean, I'm the one with the first hand experience right? She’s seen enough of the bad stuff of being a vampire and still wants it. She’s too stubborn for me to persuade otherwise. Auvrea shakes her head, hearing my thoughts and watching the memory in my head. I remember Gabby’s insistence that she will be a vampire one day. I can hear Auvrea gasp, the memory shocking her. I let it fall back into my mind and glance over at Gabby. She doesn’t look very happy, her stoic expression not fully hiding her irritation.
‘Gabby!’Auvrea can’t believe how determined she is to become like me. To be honest, I don’t understand it either. It’s ridiculous. Being a vampire sucks. Losing control is probably the most terrifying thing I have ever experienced. I'm holding my breath at the moment, but I have to ask Auvrea to move a little further away. I can deal with one angel in close proximity – sort of – but not two. She steps back quickly, remembering what happened last time. I draw in another breath and hold it anyway, unsure if she’s far away enough. After all, it was her blood I tasted. And I definitely remember that. I can't stop the memory from filling my mind, and seeing it in my mind, Auvrea looks away for a moment, a look of disgust and pity on her face. I think I'm going to have to leave this bus soon. I can feel Basilic glancing at me warily.