Last June, when you went to Europe for "business", I had a special visitor stay for several evenings. Now, I was not cheating on you as I may call what you did with several women while on your trip. I was merely finding out who you really were.
You are not a handsome, relatively young businessman with endless ambition and energy as I once thought you were. Instead, you are a blood-sucking deviant who managed to keep the fact that he was a vampire away from me for almost twenty years. How did I find out?
Zachary. He came by shortly after you left for the airport and must have expected only you to be home for he banged on the door and jokingly, or so I thought at the time, said, "Come on Mr. Jolly Vampire! We've got a plane to catch." I answered the door and pulled him in.
I pretended as though I knew for a minute -- knew it all when I knew nothing. By the time he figured that out, he'd told me enough that he finished telling me everything to try to make me understand. Yes, I understand. Everything is clear to me but why who felt you couldn't tell me.
For nineteen years and eight months I have done nothing but stand behind you when I wasn't beside you. I bore you two fine children and kept your name and your family's name in good standing.
Because of you, our children will, most likely, live for a good part of forever. Because of me, they will be able to have an endless companion who is not their father, but their mother. I bore them in good blood, though now my blood runs cold at the thought that I too am now a blood-sucking deviant, again, your brother was my help in this.
It was because of this and my hated but required training that your brother did not make it to that convention which I will attend at Zachary's side next century. It was not, as he told you, a stomach virus.
You lied to me for the longest time, so I can no longer allow myself to keep this from you. I, like you, am now a vampire; one who will never forgive you.
Be happy, though. You will no longer have to fake going off with friends to feed. You will no longer have to pretend that you actually have a job, when instead you kill and take the money of the people that you feed from. To think that I lived that life with you for so long wihtout knowing what actually went on..
If nothing else, never say that I couldn't handle the truth. I am the truth and the one telling it. Right now you are off on a trip to San Francisco because that is where your eldest brother is and you haven't shared a newly punctured body with him in a while. You have no clue that when you get back, we will be gone.
You taught my children how to kill when I thought you were teaching them how to play baseball. Yes, I wondered why they were so sick as children. I didn't know it was because they had an appetite for blood that I was wasn't able to quench for them. Should I be glad I didn't breastfeed?
Regardless, I am now gone and you will not find me if you try. You will see me every now and then for I must kill now to survive and I will uphold what I am, though I despise it, because it is who I am. I do not feel the need to lie.
Now you know what happened while you were away. Goodbye.