Metamorphosis II
This is about someone who was special to me. Someone I would have traded the world for. I didn’t realize who he was until he had already made up his mind. I lost a great friend, a close friend, one of my best friends. I did to him exactly what had been done to me a year ago, I had ignored him and now, now there’s no sweet voice to comfort me, no kind hands to pat me on the back, no gentle person to sit and listen to my complaints. I had made a choice, a way to live. That choice lead me to forget who I was, but I now have something I will keep with me forever. Something someone will have to pry from my dead hands. Something so close to me, that no one will ever be able to take; but maybe they can understand. My name is Gwenyver; I had a friend named Herbert, Herb for short. He was a grade below me and didn’t have many friends. I saw him through a major transformation, which almost cost both of us our lives. He changed after that night, he wasn’t picked on as much and he actually developed a few friendships. He was a great guy, kind of, generous, thoughtful, and intelligent. He wasn’t unattractive as he always claimed he was, in fact his personality was very attractive. After that night we hung out a lot more. Most the people around us thought we were dating, but we both assured all people that we were only friends. Maybe there was something there for him that I ignored, or displaced. I know that I will miss him dearly, for there is no getting him back now. This is his story he had told me on one unforgettable night.
We hung out a lot, me a Gwen. I had some great times with her. Over the summer we would spend numerous weekends hanging out watching movies and just talking; me and her. I was having such a great time that the summer seemed nonexistent. School for Gwenyver started up before mine. She left and I almost felt empty. She assured me everything would be alright, that we would remain friends. She was right for the most part, at least for a little while. We would spend hours talking on the phone. That soon drifted to but an hour, then half hour, soon just a few minutes. I started to become depressed as I saw my grip on my best friend slip. It was like sand. Instead of me trying to close my hand slowly, I tried to grab a hold of what I had left as fast as possible not wanting to let it go. I soon realized I didn’t have anything anymore. I kept doing well in school, like I always did; homework during my classes, slacking off during the day. I tried to find ways to take my mind off of Gwenyver. I found myself just lying in bed, the friends I had the previous year opted to not hang out with me anymore. I felt like I was wasting away. I passed Mr. Walker in the halls one day, “Herbert, you don’t look well.” I nodded as I stopped shambling. “What have you been doing?”
“Well Mr. Walker, I haven’t been feeling well.”
“I can see that. Can I ask why?”
“Yea, I don’t really know. I just feel kind of down.”
“Well you have to solve that. You can do things, get yourself out there, become active and have fun.” I nodded. “Alright, get on to class. Do something tonight, it’s the weekend, have fun.” I nodded again. The rest of the day passed and as I was going to walk to my car I overheard two guys talking about going to a club. I headed home and thought about what to do, and the club idea sounded like the only thing that would make sense. I turned my computer on and searched for some club that I thought I wouldn’t get lost getting to. After finding one I got ready and headed out.
When I arrived I got in the line and waited about a half hour before getting in. The music was loud, but very entertaining. I saw a lot of girls dancing and the place was crowded. I decided I had nothing to lose and started to dance as well. I haven’t really ever danced so I kind of just moved in ways that seemed right. I left there feeling good; it was about one in the morning. I had gotten two girls phone numbers, but they were drunk and seemed rather fool hearty. So I decided not to call them. I decided that it was a good idea, and from that night I had made a friend. I went again the next night waiting only twenty minutes and meeting up with the friend I made. His name was Keith. He introduced me to a few friends of his in the parking lot before we went in. While there we had a few shots of some hard liquor. I soon realized that the club was a lot more fun buzzed. I told Keith that I’ll see him next week, but he convinced me to come out on Thursday. It was girl’s night that night, and he informed me that it draws an awesome crowd of hot chicks. So the week went by and things didn’t seem so bad. By this time Gwenyver and I had stopped talking, she had gotten rather busy I guess. It was around November, so she would be home, but I was more interested in not trying to fall into the suicidal mindset. I met up with Keith again, “Yo man, there’s some real hotties in there.” He started setting up a row of shots, it was four by three, a row for each of us. Before the last drink there was a pill. “Ready gentlemen for one of the wildest nights of the week?”
I looked at him, “the week?” I asked curiously. The small group laughed.
“Yea we do this like once a week, girl’s night. It’s a crazy night.” I nodded and we started up, three shots of some hard liquor getting a nice buzz. I think the pill was a lower grade ecstasy pill, not lower quality but a decreased effect. When we got in, the music seemed to be better, everything was better. I found myself dancing with a lot more girls, and one had me all over her and her me until we left. When we got to the parking lot I had sobered up. Her name was Niki and she refused to give me her number and decided to not accept mind. I nodded thinking she just wasn’t interested, bust she gave me a smile and a wink. Niki had a pale complexion, but a fair face. Her body could seduce any man and her hair was short, about shoulder length, and brown. Her eyes were a rich green, and her lips were inviting. It wasn’t until a couple more weeks when I found out why I couldn’t stop thinking about her until the next Thursday.
The bounce in my step had returned. Mr. Walker stopped me in the hall again, “Herbert, you’re looking better.” I nodded. “What have you been doing?”
“I’ve been going to a club, it’s about a two hour drive, but I have a great time.” I said with a smile.
“Good, that’s really good. If you enjoy life, then you can live off of that enjoyment and not falter into sadness and depression.” I smiled and nodded again. “Plus, who knows who you might meet in one of those clubs.” We parted to go to our respective classes and soon the weekend came. My parents had ceased realizing my existence, so I decided to go out again.
I saw Keith again, “I saw that girl you were grinding with the other night. Man she was a real hot one. So, anything happen?” he inquired.
I looked at him with a smile, “No she went her way and I went mine, she didn’t give me her number when I asked and she didn’t accept mine.” I informed him.
“Well, then she’s fair game right?” he sounded excited.
“Yea I guess, I don’t care.” He jumped in excitement.
“Good cause I saw her go into the club a few minutes before you arrived.” He headed off to go into the club. I followed shaking my head in disappointment.
“You know, you can have any chick you want in that club. Why her?”
“Something about her, I can’t place it. I think she’ll rock me in the sac.” We all laughed, her friends not really talking much and talking between each other if they do. As we always do when we get into the club, we disperse. I resumed dancing, getting a lot better at it too, with the patrons of the club. I caught Keith dancing with Niki, and though part of me wanted to break it up, I shrugged it off. She didn’t want me when she had me, there must had been a reason. The more I danced with the girls at the club the more confident I grew in myself. I had my spine readjusted and I have been working out. So I walked taller and looked stronger then I did last year. I also started wearing contacts so I didn’t have to wear my glasses anymore either. I saw Keith and Niki disappear into another room and I grew tired of the scene so I started to leave. I wrote a note and put it on Keith’s car that I was going to go to another club tomorrow night and he should join me. I drove home and crashed instantly. Niki plagued my dreams.
I was walking up my stairs and hear my name being called lightly and invitingly. As I pushed open my door there she was, lying sprawled out on my bed. I couldn’t resist leaving. I kept walking toward her, as if she had some kind of magical hold on me. As I stepped next to my bed, she tugged at my pants. They soon fell to the floor as she began to lift up my shirt. A voice inside my head said “stop this” yet everything else wasn’t listening. He body was being hugged by a very silky a revealing negligee. I watched her as she stripped me, lifting my shirt kissing every inch revealed. I lifted my arms and felt her lips against mine as my shirt was being lifted from my head. My mind swirled, I was in bliss just from a kiss. I craved more wanted more. She kissed up my neck and my hands drifted to her back, I was stroking her lightly, up and down her spine. Her lips broke away from my neck and I felt a rush of hot air, and almost a hiss, before there was a pinch on my neck. My eyes merely opened form the dream and I got set to take on the day. Was I now having feelings for this Niki girl who I met only once? I figured I would just keep going about my business, as Gwenyver and I have agreed if things are meant to happen they will. I was looking forward to tonight, new club, new faces, and a possibility for new experiences. I had found ways to get drinks of my own, people who’d buy them for me, or people who’d just give me some. I headed to this other club and as I waited in line I felt soft hands roll onto my shoulders. I spun around to see Niki. Surprised, “what are you doing here?” She smiled.
“Well Keith told me you were going to be here.” I nodded, a little angered by the thought of her and Keith and not knowing why.
“Ah yea, Keith; Where is he?” I asked looking around.
“Well, we went back to his place and he started to feel
incredibly ill. So I left and that’s where I think he remains; still in bed,
sick.” I nodded again. “Come with
I drove home and slept the day away, Niki seducing me in my dreams. Again she seemed to bite me, breaking the skin bleeding me out, when my eyes just opened and I would be awake. It was the middle of the day when I woke up, I grumbled and tried to go back to sleep. The night Gwenyver and I spent together, beating the monster that cursed me last year played in my dreams; at the end, where we embraced in a hug, when we broke the embrace Niki was the girl. I woke up again to the next morning. I felt great and it showed. I didn’t care about anyone in the school, all the friends I had gained at some point through the four years in school will disappear, fade away when they go off to college. I know I’ll be a distant memory to them, so I played school as I did before, only now I was enjoying life. Wednesday rolled around and I went to the club I had gone to the other night, Wednesday was girl’s night for that club. Again I didn’t see Keith, but I thought it was the fact that maybe he didn’t want to go to this one. Niki, however, caught me again waiting in the line. “Why are you in the line? I showed you the trick.” She smiled and I felt entranced.
“I, well, I’m an honest kind of guy.” Pulling on my arm again, leading me to a fire exit which we’d used as our entrance.
“Then tell me what you think about me, Mr. Honesty.” She whispered in my ear before she opened the door. A chill ran up my spine and it felt good.
“Well, I think you’re absolutely gorgeous and extremely seductive. I’ve also had dreams about you.” Shutting my mouth realizing what I had just said. She raised an eye brow in interest.
“Really? Tell me about these dreams, and maybe we will skip the club. She said softly, stepping in closer and flicking her tongue across my lips. My eyes closed automatically and a light moan came from my throat. “Well?” she asked impatiently.
I shook my head, “Oh yea, well in each dream you seem to seduce me.” She smiled with those words. “And you wear very sexy clothing, more so then what you’re wearing now. And I can’t seem to resist any of your approaches.” She giggled a little.
“Well would you like your dreams to come true?” She leaned in and kissed me. I couldn’t give an answer I just nodded and mumbled ‘mhmm’. She pressed a hand against my chest and pinned me against the wall. Kissing me again, her hands searched my body, rubbing, caressing it. My own hands found her back and gently stroked up and down. Her kiss drifted to my each and she flicked a tongue over my ear before lightly biting it. My head swirling in everything that was happening, I lost track of my hands and they took over for themselves, gliding down her back the gently squeezed her buttocks. A light moan came from her lips which drifted to my neck. The instant she sucked on my neck, my gentle creases became a firm grip, pulling her against my body. She pulled away from me and I almost fell over. “Not yet.” She said with a smile and walked away. I glided down against the wall until I was sitting. I didn’t know what just occurred and I couldn’t really think straight. I sat there for a long while and when I walked out it was around the time I would normally head home. I drove home and went to bed, my mind a fog from when I left the club to the next morning.
I was shambling again only because everything that happened in the past eight hours were rushing through my head. “Herbert, are you feeling ok?” Mr. Walker asked as I passed him in the hall. I stopped and turned around.
“Um, yes, I think so anyway.” He looked at me puzzled.
“Well what’s going on?”
“I, well, I don’t really know. My mind is in a swirl, and I met this girl.” I rubbed my head.
“Ah yes, a girl. They seem to have that power over us men.” He nodded with a smirk.
“Yea, more then you know.” I smiled and turned away shaming to my next class. I decided to go to the original club to see if Keith would be there and to see if I can get things snapped back into perspective. When I arrived I didn’t see Keith or his car, but I shrugged it off. I was able to get in fast. Once in I started hitting the dance floor and soon felt smooth hands wrap around my waist. I could spin and see and they were just small enough and it was just crowded enough to the point where I couldn’t turn my head unless I wanted to bump it against the person I was dancing with. So I soon was dancing with the girl in front of me and hopefully another girl behind me. As the one in front of me moved away I made motions to get the girl from behind me to in front of me. When I did, Niki smiled with a wink. Like in my first dream a part of me told me to bail, which then changed to a plead, and then begging. But the rest of me just didn’t listen and we danced the night away. Feeling the curves of her body with my hands our body’s playing with each other’s. We left and stopped in the parking lot. “So you really fucked me up last night.” She looked at the ground and the looked up at me with puppy dog eyes.
“I’m sorry, can you ever forgive me.” I felt like I could melt right there. How is it she can do these things to me. It was evil and yet I can do nothing to stop it. The girl was going to be the end of me and yet I couldn’t resist.
“So what are we, or is there even a ‘we’?” I asked, not knowing what else to say.
“You can call us an interest.” She smiled. Pulling me close and bringing my arms behind my back and holding them there. She kissed me real quick, moving my wrists so she could hold them with one hand. The other came around and lightly scratched my chest. My head titled back slightly, everything she did was very erotic and sexy. She leaned in again and kissed me longer with more passion. My knees almost gave out when she scratched the back of my neck. I wanted to do something anything to regain control of myself, but I knew I was merely a toy for her.
“I, we, I’m just fun for you aren’t I?” I said with my eyes closed so I wouldn’t get side tracked or mess up.
“Maybe.” She said letting go of my arms. I opened my eyes to see her start walking away. “If you want me I’ll see you at the other club tomorrow night.” She smiled and left. I went home to find out that Gwenyver had called me.
The next day passed fairly uneventful, surely nothing as exciting as my night life. When I got home I called Gwenyver. “Hey Gwen it’s Herb.” I said causally.
“Oh, hey Herb. I tried calling you last night.” She commented.
“Yea, I was out.” I responded.
“What were you up to?”
“I went to a club.”
“Oh really?” She sounded surprised.
“Yea, there’s an interest at them.”
“Yea they can be interesting.”
“No, I meant there’s someone there that’s an ‘interest’, or at least that’s what she’s calling it.” I said slightly bummed.
“Oh really?” She sounded a little sad at the news. “That’s good right?”
“I don’t know. I think she’s real trouble. I see things getting crazy again.” I said worried.
“Well then stop seeing her.”
“I can’t, she has a thing for me, I think. If I chose a club at random she’d find me, I don’t know how.”
“That sounds like a stalker.”
“Yea, but she’s more a tease then a stalker. I think I want her more then she wants me.” I laughed. “I don’t know what it is about her. I feel helpless around her.”
“That’s pretty crazy. Hey I have to go, but I’ll call you later, ok?”
“Ok.”
“Remember if you’re ever in trouble or just need someone to talk to, I’m here.”
“Yea.” I said but mumbled, ‘but that’s not true’.
“Talk to you later Herb.” And she hung up. I sat in my room and thought for a while about what to do.
“I have to go out there, become active, and have fun, like Mr. Walker said.” I got up, “yea, go out there, and have fun.” I nodded my head and got ready to go out. I went to the one club where I knew Niki would be.
“So you did show up.” She smiled, “Good, I was a little worried you wouldn’t.”
“Yea, well, it was either club or another lonely night in my room. I’ve got nothing to lose going out right?” She smirked at the comment.
“Come,” she walked up to me and pulled my arm. “I’m taking you somewhere special.” She said, leading me to a limo.
“Who’s is this? Wait, are you going to play with me again cause that really messed me up.” She looked at me and pouted her lips.
“No, as I said, if you want me then you’ll come and get me. You’ve came, you’ve got, now you get to have. This limo is mine. It’s going to take us to where I want to take you. Just accept, you’ll enjoy.” She smiled again. I got in the limo and took a seat. The ride was silent, I wanted to ask a couple of questions or at least say something but the words never got vocalized. We pulled up to a hotel.
“Wait, um, what’s going on?” I was pretty sure I knew where this was going but wasn’t sure if it was right.
“I’m going exactly where you want to be, Herbert.” She straddled my lap and my hands found her buttocks again. She bended down and shoved her tongue in my mouth with a light groan coming from both of us. There was no turning back now, I was stuck. She had a grip on desire and passion, and enhanced its strength to over power any other sense. I followed her like a little puppy dog to our room. Once the door closed behind us I was pinned against it, like begin the club. My hands explored her body and I was the one to move my lips first. I gently kissed her cheek from her lips, using my tongue to move her ear lobe into my mouth, gently sucking on it before lightly nibbling on it. Feeling her hands explore my body and the light moans coming form her I continued on. I moved down, to her neck, lightly dragging my tongue over it before kissing it softly. I could hear her breathing and she gasped as I sucked on her neck, lightly nipping at her skin. She pulled away slightly only to reclaim my lips to her. She decided it was her turn, but instead of moving inch by inch she went right for the neck. I felt her sucking as her hands started to pull on my shirt. She began to lift my shirt kneeling down, and like my dream she began to kiss each inch that was revealed. When my shirt was starting to get pulled over my head, she kissed me, shoving her tongue in my mouth once it was revealed. With the shirt in the process of being removed, her lips went back to my neck kissing it sending a shiver up my spine. And then, like the dream again, the wave of hot air and a light hiss; I tried to free myself but it was too late. The pinch, I felt my blood flow, I felt weak, like my strength was draining from me. She was stronger then me but that was impossible. I felt drowse, my eyes felt heavy and soon I passed out.
I woke up in a panic, my hand moving right to my neck, I was still bleeding slowly; in the corner I heard her voice, “Herbert, you’re dying. You’re neck isn’t going to stop bleeding. So you have an option,” She emerged from the shadows her eyes red and fangs an inch or two long, “You can die and I will suck whatever remains from your lifeless body for breakfast, or you can drink from me and live again.” I nodded, fearful of death. She smiled, “that’s a good little pet. You’ll be my slave and do as I say.” I nodded as I felt what seemed like the remaining amount of my strength seeping out of me. She knelt beside me and bit her wrist. I saw the blood drip from her hand, “drink.” She pushed her wrist toward my mouth and I sucked the liquid into my mouth and began to drink the fluid. It burned, unlike any blood I’ve tasted in the past. “Good,” she commented first and after a few seconds, “Enough.” She commanded. Pulling her wrist away I fell closer to her and then rolled away. My insides were burning. I rolled off of the bed and writhed on the floor. The intensity was no where near last years transformation but it was fairly close. “You’re body is dying Herbert, let it go and embrace it.” I soon relaxed and slumped on the floor motionless. She knelt beside me again, “Rise up, come stand beside me.” I did as she asked and we both lay on the bed.
“Did you do this to Keith as well?” I inquired thinking about what had just happened to me.
“No he was food for me. See we must…” I cut her off.
“Drink the life of others to sustain ourselves. You’re a vampire, which is why you’re so seductive and irresistible. And now I am one too.”
“Ah a bright little one you are, yes we are vampires. You, however, are mine and will obey me. You’re my slave.” I looked over at her and then rolled off the bed, seeing the sunlight being blocked by the curtains.
“So is this where you live your days?” I inquired.
“No, but this was where I decided to change you.”
“You’re your own master I presume?” she nodded and I walked over to the curtains turning around and looking at her. “And there’s no way to turn back?”
“Why would you ever want to turn back? We are better then the living.” I looked at her curiously.
“We can not bear sunlight, we hate garlic, holy water burns the shit out of us, and there are people out there who will drive a stake in our hearts because they believe we’re demons. I feel neither cold not warmth; I feel no love or happiness. All I can feel is bitterness and hate, anger. How is it we are better?”
“We are stronger, faster and we age much slower. We’re immortal.”
“We’re soulless. We are empty vessels now.”
“Enough bickering, now come here and lay in bed with me.”
“You’ve taken everything from me, and the life I wanted to live is now impossible.” I looked down.
“You are a baby. I give you this great gift, after you asked for it, and now you are whining about how it isn’t what you want and you don’t like it. Go to hell you son of a bitch.” I looked up and the only thought that was running through my mind was Gwenyver. She warned me about this, how I should have avoided it. I need to research; research so I can cure myself of yet another curse. Or could this be just a form of a life after death, could I really be dead. I shook my head no.
“You’re a manipulative evil whore. You deserve to burn in the flames of hell,” Drawing back the curtain so the sun light landed on the bed. There was a flash when the sunlight hit her, but I drew the curtain around me to protect myself from the sun. I heard a scream and I thought I heard a door open. I dropped the curtain and saw some ash on the bed. I walked around the hotel until night fell. I then got to my car and drove home.
I called up Gwenyver as I turned my computer on. It was around eleven when I called, “Hey Herbert, I can’t really talk now; I’m kind of in the middle of something. I’ll call you right back when I’m done, ok?” she said immediately.
“No you won’t, bye.” I hung up focusing on the computer. ‘hmm vampires, vampires, vampires’ I just kept thinking about it. I am a vampire. I found a site which seemed to have all the answers. It said what the werewolf page said, kill the vampire who turned you before you take a victim and you will return to normal. About an hour later the phone rang.
“See, I called you back. I’m hurt you said that.” She sounded upset.
“If I didn’t say that you wouldn’t have called back,” I said causally, “which is why I said it so you would. Listen something big happened to me. Because I know you well, you won’t believe me, but you have to no matter what.”
“Well, first off, I hate you.” Said playfully, forgiving me for my words before, “I don’t like being manipulated…” I cut her off.
“I’m a vampire.” She stopped talking.
“What?” she said in disbelief.
“Yea, a vampire. That girl I told you about, the ‘interest’. She was a vampire and she turned me. I don’t know if I killed her, but if I did I should be cured.”
“Right I don’t believe you. Look I’m coming home in a week, can we talk about this in person then.”
“NO!” I yelled, “do you understand, that if I didn’t kill her then I will be a vampire. Which means nothing will have any taste or substance until I take my first life. Then there’s no turning back.”
“Do you want me to leave school, and forgo my finals and come home?” She asked in all sincerity.
“No…” my voice trailed off. “Forget it, I’ll figure something out.”
“Herbert, I’ll be home on Friday, in the morning actually. I’ll come over right away and we can work this out.” This being the final conclusion.
“If I’m still alive by then, then I guess I’ll see you Friday.”
“Herbert, don’t talk like that. You’ll be fine.”
“Hey remember what I said to you last year, how I was going to lose you?”
“Yea”
“Well, I’ve already lost you, and I’ve been sitting around and waiting for you to come back.” Said in a sad voice
“What are you talking about?” kind of irritated
“A couple of days ago was the last time we spoke for weeks.”
“Herb I’m busy.” Irritation heard clearly in her voice
“Right, and the parties you go to and the sorority you’re joining and all the other things are a must.” Frustration and anger projecting outwardly.
“You don’t want me to have a social life.” Irritated and angered now.
“You know what, live your life. It doesn’t matter anymore. If you don’t see my Friday or hear from me, then presume me to be dust or dead somewhere.” I hung up not wanting to make anything worse then I already had. I felt angry, I wanted to kill something. I sat in my room and waited. The phone rang and Gwenyver left a message, apologizing. She called again saying that I have to call her back. I left my room and headed into my basement. We had useful stuff there before. I sharpened a stake, knowing that if it came down to killing someone or myself I’ll stab myself in the heart with it. Looking around I was able to find the bottle of holy water my parents got when I was baptized. I knew we had garlic up stairs. I returned to my room with the variety of items, carrying the garlic with a shirt. I opened the bottle of holy water, took a deep breath and said ‘well it’s now or never’. Dropping a few dropped on my skin and watched it burn my skin like acid. I cursed to myself and wanted to cry, yet I couldn’t. I felt even angrier. I wanted to kill myself at this point; I had no reason to live. I could no longer feel anything in life but anger and envy. The time passed and I sat in my room, blocking my windows, not allowing the sunlight in.
I wasn’t sure how many days passed. I refused to leave my room for fear of hurting someone. There was a knock at my door, I walked over and opened it up a crack. It was Mr. Walker. “Herbert let me in.” I opened the door completely. “Herbert,” he shook his head, “You shouldn’t let a girl do this to you.” Walking in and headed to a window. I jumped in front of him “What happened? You look incredibly different.”
I shook my head, “Something bad Mr. Walker, please leave. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“Herbert please tell me I want to help.” Looking over he saw the items on my bed. “It looks like you’re getting ready to fight some vampires.”
I mumbled, “No just one.”
“What was that?” he asked.
“I said just one, Me. Mr. Walker, please leave, I don’t want to hurt you.”
He shook his head in disbelief, “You missed four days of school, I can’t let you do this to yourself. Herbert, stop living in this delusion.” I cut him off enraged.
“Delusion?” I walked over and grabbed the garlic letting it smoke in my hands, “Delusion?” yelled again, changing to the holy water and splashing it onto my face and having it burn, me groaning loudly in pain. “Delusion my ass. Now please leave, before I hurt you. Nothing can be done for me now.” Mr. Walker shook his head.
“Never give up hope on the hopeless, for hope may be the only the only thing they have left.” I could feel the urge to bite him. I could hear his heart beat. I felt my teeth reform and grow.
“LEAVE!” I grumbled.
“There must be something I can do. Maybe I can find the one who…”
“LEAVE NOW!” I yelled looking at him knowing full well my eyes were red. “So hungry...” I grumbled, “run Mr. Walker.” I started to approach him. I knew it was too late. He started to the door but I leapt on him, I couldn’t resist the hunger any longer. Good deeds aren’t always rewarded; sometimes they are punished in the worst ways. My body took control, I didn’t even think about the stake. I drank from him, and drained his blood. Realizing what I had done, I brought the body to the clearing where I was originally attacked a year ago. I dug a hole and buried him completely, making sure to replace the grass so it would be difficult to find the body. Gwenyver didn’t com by like she said she was going to, so when I got home I called her.
“Yea, I was invited to go bowling with Kelly and a few friends, just girls. I would have invited you if it wasn’t.” She said.
“Yea well that doesn’t matter. And you didn’t have to apologize, it was my fault.”
“Herbert that was almost a week ago.”
“It seemed like yesterday. I can’t live like this.”
“Herbert I’ll see you tomorrow, is that ok?”
“I guess.” She hung up going to bed, since it was around
When I got to her house I found her room. I walked up to it and knocked on the window. She eventually woke up and saw it was me. “Herbert it’s one in the morning. What are you doing?” I walked away without saying a word to her front door where she has a couple of steps. “Herbert?” she opened the door, “Come inside, it’s cold out there.”
I stared at the stars, “I can not feel cold anymore Gwenyver.”
“The whole vampire thing?” she stepped out.
“Go put on more clothes, we’ll be here for a while.” She looked at me curiously, but feeling the cold whip around her she went inside and came out with more layers. “I brought these.” Showing her the bottle and garlic sitting next to me.
“Oh right the tests” seeing that I was wearing only a long sleeve shirt and pants, “aren’t you cold?”
I looked at her, “I told you I can no longer feel cold,” Picking up the garlic letting it take it’s effect on my skin as she took a seat next to me, handing it to her, “I am a vampire.” My hand looking like I put it in a fire.
“Oh my god, Herbert. I’m sorry.” I shook my head. “I should have believed you.”
“Oh there’s more,” Taking what was left of the hold water and splashing it on me and letting it burn, the pain the only thing other then anger and hatred I could feel. “I’m stuck like this.” She freaked when I did that seeing my skin melt from the liquid and slowly start to return to normal.
“We’ll find a way to free you.” I shook my head.
“No, Mr. Walker, the history teacher tried to help me and wouldn’t listen. Hopefully you will. I was able to fix this until I took my first life.” My gaze never removed from the stars.
“Well that’s alright, you stay in and I’ll do all the work.” I shook my head again and swallowed.
“Listen, please, don’t talk just listen.” I pleaded. “Mr. walker wanted to help me too, but, I couldn’t stop myself. I didn’t eat anything for five days. I was starving myself and couldn’t bear it any longer. He came in and wouldn’t listen, until it was too late. He tried to leave, and I didn’t want to hurt him. I killed him, I sucked his blood and drank his life. I covered it up so he won’t be found. See I told you Gwenyver I would lose you. You became so busy living college, just like everyone does, that you didn’t see the trouble I was in. You didn’t hear me when you talked to me.” I was getting choked up but knew that even if I tried I wouldn’t be able to cry. I finally turned and looked at her, “I felt us slipping, and I tried to hold on, thinking you’ll come back but you didn’t. I fell in love with you but could only have you as a friend. I accepted that, because you were my only friend, the only one I could talk to and tell everything to. You were the only one who would spend the time to listen. Only you started to turn away from that, and soon I didn’t even have you as my friend anymore. You became a voice, there was no substance. You had people near you, to hug you, to console you, and it would be too much a hassle to call someone who would love to hear it and listen. Or I would be here when all you would need or want is a hug, so I would be no use to you. I saw it from the start, there was no way I could keep you. You were too good to be true.” My words bringing tears to her eyes, icicles forming on cheeks. “All I could ever want from you is to just be near you and I could have been happy. None of this would have happened. All I needed was you, your voice was doing fine until it no longer was around either. I was near suicide feeling that I had lost you completely. Now I am dead, dead to the world and to everything around me.” I shook my head.
“I’m so sorry.” She cried, jumping on me hugging me so tightly, “Please, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
“I wish I could feel what it is you’re feeling. I wish I could be normal again, but I tell you this for one main reason, Gwen.” She looked up at me tears still in her eyes. “You’re going to sit here while we watch the sun rise.”
She gasped, “No you’ll die; you’ll disintegrate.” I nodded, “I can’t let you do that. I don’t know if I could bear that.”
“There’s no other choice. I can’t live this life thinking I’m going to kill again. And I can’t live this life with no love or joy ever to appear. I told myself if I had someone who loved me and I loved them, someone who would never tire of me then I could live this life. But the only person who came to mind was you.” I paused, “And even if you wanted to I couldn’t let you go through that. To take away everything that’s great to be alive and yet you’re not dead. I still care for you too much.”
“Please don’t do this.” She pleaded.
“If there was another way,” I wrapped my arms around her, “then I would take it. But that chance is gone now, and all that is left is how I am now. This is how I’ll be forever. I can’t live a life like this, especially not without your voice even on a rare occasion.”
“You can live with me, stay with me. We can stay up watching movies on the weekend.” I shook my head and heaved a sigh.
“And potentially bite you and kill you. I could never take that chance. The thirst for human life is the all powerful thirst. It could work for a little while me feasting over little things like rats, but I will always be a treat to people around me. I love you too much to let yourself be put at risk.”
“I don’t want you to go.”
“I know, I know. It’s hard. Here’s what we do. When the sun goes up, I’ll go my way, and then you can go your way, and we will be forever friends.” She began to cry at those words knowing that’s what she said a year ago when we parted after the curse was lifted. We remained friends and very close friends for a long time, until she went off to college and got lost, torn in many directions. She hugged me tighter then she ever had before crying into my shoulder. I wanted to cry with her but could only hold her.
She muttered through here tears, “But who will I talk to, who will always be there? There’s so much we still have to do together, so much I have to tell you.” She continued to cry.
“I will never leave you Gwenyver, I will always be with you, as I have always been. And I will wait for you as I have been doing. We will meet again, I promise you. I am in your heart and will stay there forever.”
She managed to say through her tears, “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”
I returned her hug, lifted her chin and kissed gently her forehead, “I haven’t made a promise to you yet I haven’t kept, and I don’t plan on breaking my record.” She laughed a little.
“Stop it, you’re not allowed to be funny now.”
“If we cease laughing then we die inside. Gwenyver, I want you to live, live completely. If I am not around to make you laugh then my memory must always make you smile. Each new day, when you see the sun, or the light generated by it, you must smile and think of me. I won’t be far away, and I will always watch over you and be there. When you’re really upset, close your eyes,” her sniffling slowing, “take in a deep breath,” she breathed in deeply, “and feel your heart warm up.” She looked up at me and I smiled. “That will be me, and I promise you, for as long as the sun shines and you do that, you will always know I am around you, here for you.”
She buried her head into my shoulder again, “I’m so sorry.” I gently patted her on the back and rubbed in smooth light circles.
“There’s no need to be sorry, for if things are to happen,” she finished.
“Then they will find a way to do so.” We hugged each other when the blue haze of morning started to appear. “no, no, no, not yet, please just another more hour. One more hour is all I ask.”
I held her tight, “Remember me Gwenyver.” My grip slipping as my arms slowly began to disappear, as my body followed suit.
“No, Herbert.” Her arms pulled right through me as I disappeared to ash and dust.
At that point I ran into my house and grabbed a small little nail polish jar, emptied and clean. I then ran back outside and filled the entire contained of his dust. I will always remember him, and every morning when the light hits my face I smile. And when it lands on my arms I can feel him hold it, helping me through my day. I’ve gone through a lot of tribulations, but I sit and take a deep breath and feel the warmth in my heart and I know he is there. Herbert was a great guy, a wonderful guy. I wish I realized how much he truly meant to me before I lost him completely. This was his story, his glory, and his triumph. No one can beat him down like they did before, and no one can hurt him like they did here. He resides in the only person who ever really cared about him. He sleeps in my heart until I need him to help me through tough times. He has been and will always be with me, now and forever, my best friend, my companion, my soul mate.