Chapter 11: The Story
I watched her as she went out the door. She pulled the hood off of her head. Her hair looked beautiful rustling in the wind. She looked so calm and certain of herself. I wish I could be the same. I wish I’d had a chance to tell her how I really feel. Then maybe we could be happy together, maybe I could be walking her home right now.
“Are you okay?” Nevar asked me softly as she came up behind me.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I said. I turned around to face her. She looked beautiful, which I just noticed for the first time. She had long silky black hair, and blue eyes with flecks of green. She looked so knowledgeable and wise almost.
“You’ll get to tell her sometime,” Serena said.
“Oh, yeah, right,” I said, turning my head away from Nevar
“I guess I’d better be getting home. My mom must be worried. I’ll tell her we found Clara,” Nevar said. I just realized that she’d been looking at me the whole time.
“And I’ll call my mom at work and tell her the good news,” Serena said.
“I guess that’s my cue to say I have to go home too,” I said.
I started to go walk out the door but turned back and waved my hand.
“Bye. Thanks for everything,” I said.
“No problem,” they both said at the same time.
I went outside and shoved my hands inside my pockets. It was a nice cool evening. As soon as I set my foot on the sidewalk, Nevar came up from behind me.
“Mind if I walk with you? My house isn’t that far away from yours,” she said.
“No, of course not,” I said.
For the first minute or so we just walked and didn’t say anything. Then she looked up above at the stars and spoke.
“It’s a beautiful night tonight, isn’t it?”
“Yes. I’ve seen many beautiful nights in my time,” I said, looking up at the stars too.
“About that. Do you mind telling me about how you became….” she said holding her hand out palm up and pointing it at me.
“Um, sure,” I said.
“It all started in 1957,” I said. Then suddenly, it was like I was there, but I kept telling her about it the whole time.
I was in the park with my friends. We were talking about the new girl at our school who’d transferred from Ohio. Her name was Susan. I hadn’t actually seen her yet because I’d been sick all of the first week of school. So I was listening intently on everything they were saying.
“She has brown hair, and her eyes are like two shinning moons,” one of them said.
“Keep it up and maybe you’ll become a poet,” said another one of my friends, and we were all laughing.
But I stopped laughing when I saw a beautiful girl walking by. She had brown hair and her eyes were actually like two shinning moons.
One of my friends noticed me staring and turned to see what I was looking at.
“Hey guys, look. That’s her!” he said pointing to the girl I was looking at.
“What do you think, Alec?” one of my friend’s asked.
“She’s beautiful,” I said breathlessly.
“Dare you to go talk to her,” he said.
“Sure,” I said. He looked a bit surprised but I started walking towards her.
“Hey,” I said and she turned around.
“Hi,” she said.
“I’m Alec. You must be Susan. You go to my school. I wasn’t there this week though ‘cause I was sick,” I said.
“Okay,” she said, but sounded more like what’s you point?
“Do you want an ice cream? I’ll buy it for you, and it’s the best in town. Right up that block,” I said pointing at the street behind her.
“Sure. I’d like that,” she said smiling at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back.
That day we talked, and talked, and talked, straight into the night. And by the end of the night, she was my girlfriend. We were the couple at school that everyone would either envy or look up to. All my friends said it would never last, but I thought that I was in love. We never left each other’s sides. It had been eight months and it was now April. And one day it was like any other. We were in the ice cream shop that we’d met in, when she brought something up.
“I’m going away on a family trip for two weeks to go visit my family in Ohio,” she said.
“Ohio?” I asked. I was so sad. She would be gone for a whole two weeks. I know it didn’t sound that long, but it felt like a lot to me.
“Yes. But I have an idea. I already asked my parents and they said it would be alright. So I was wondering if you wanted to come with me,” she said.
“Of course, yes,” I said, and we were both smiling. “I’ll just have to ask my parents,” I said.
That night I asked them. It took a lot of convincing but they finally agreed. They knew Susan’s parents very well and trusted them.
We were on our way in their family’s car. Her mom, dad, me, and Susan.
“Be careful of my cousin Patricia. She ran away for a couple weeks and just came back yesterday. Apparently she’s been acting really strange. But her parents don’t care. All they care about is that she’s home and safe. So, just be careful,” she whispered to me so that her parents couldn’t hear.
I nodded my head in response.
When we arrived I was greeted like a welcome guest. They all seemed very nice until I saw her cousin. She was sitting on a chair in their living room. She looked beautiful though, with her red hair. But she looked like an animal, ready to pounce at any second.
“Hello,” I said politely to her.
She turned her head towards me and when I saw her, her eyes looked insane, literally insane. She looked crazy. Like she was a regular patient in a mental hospital.
“Hello,” she said, and her lips pulled back showing her teeth.
I sort of cringed away from her, scared of what she might be capable of.
Over the next two days she was all over me. She always sat too close to me, would “accidentally” bump into me, and would make comments like,
“I don’t know what you see in Susan. If you were you, I would prefer red heads.”
And by the end of the two days, she wouldn’t even pretend like it was a joke.
About an hour before supper, she pulled me into her room, and sat me on the bed.
“I have a secret,” Patricia said.
I tried to look like I wasn’t scared to death.
“But before I tell you, I have to tell you something else. I love you,” she said. And when she said it, her eyes looked like she knew something I didn’t.
“Do you love me?” she asked me.
“Um, well, I think we're too young to really know what love is,” I said, trying to put the crazy girl down easy.
“No, we're not. Now tell me the answer before I get mad,” she said, sounding like a little girl about to throw a tantrum.
“Um, I don’t think so,” I said. I hope I’m not upsetting her.
But when I looked at her, she was smiling. It was a crazy and twisted smile, but it was still a smile.
“I’ll still tell you my secret. Don’t worry, it’s a good one,” she said still smiling.
“I met a boy four weeks ago. He treated me very well, and I liked him. But I noticed he was a bit strange. And when I told him I was leaving him, he got mad. He told me his secret then. He was a vampire. No, no. Don’t look at me like that, you’ll believe me soon. I didn’t believe him and got scared, and tried to run. But he caught up and turned me. I didn’t like that. Oh, no. I was mad at him. He shouldn’t have done that. Then I came home. And I’m going to get my revenge on him. Will I ever. Another key point is that I didn’t love him. Just like how you don’t love me,” she said smiling.
Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. She’s a loony. Maybe if I just keep her talking and slowly move toward the door, I can escape.
“What was his name?” I asked, and moved a tiny step towards the door.
“That’s not important,” she pouted.
“What he did was wrong. You're right. He shouldn’t have done that to you,” I said, another step.
“Your right. That’s why I’m getting my revenge tonight,” she said.
“He deserves it,” I said, I took another step. One more then I’ll make a sprint.
“Yes he does. I guess I should start now. What do you think?” she asked.
“I think it’s a good idea to start now,” I said, and took another step. Here it goes.
“So-” she started saying, but I was running to the door.
Before I could blink, she was standing in the doorway.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” she said. This time when she smiled there were fangs. Great. Big. Fangs.
Suddenly the truth of everything came rushing towards me. She really was a vampire, that was obvious. But she planned to take her revenge on me. She thought that since he turned her when she didn’t love him, she would do the same to me. No, she can’t do this, she can’t.
I tried to run around her but she grabbed my arm. When I tried to pull my arm away, she just grabbed tighter. Her hands felt like steel.
“He’ll wish he’d never have done it. This will teach him,” she said crazily.
Well, I was right about one thing, she is crazy.
She shut the door. We were the only ones in the house. Everyone else was out. Why did I stay? Why?
“Lights out,” she whispered in my ear.
The I saw her reveal her fangs even more. She lowered them closer to my neck, breathed in then sank them into my skin. I screamed. It was the most agonizingly painful thing I’d ever experienced in my life. It hurt so badly, I couldn’t take it. So I banged my head as hard as I could against the wall so that I could be knocked out. And it worked.
My eyes slowly opened. I was in the backseat of Susan’s family car lying down. When I looked overhead there was Patricia. She was staring at me, smiling.
“Good. You woke up. Everything is going according to plan,” she smiled again.
“Where are we?” I asked.
“In the parking lot of Dunkin Donuts,” she said.
“What time is it?” I asked.
“One in the morning. You must be thirsty. Let’s go eat,” she said.
“Sure,” I said. Maybe if she let me out of the car I could run away. But then a thought occurred to me. I was a vampire. I couldn’t just go back to Susan or go home again. I needed to find somewhere to escape to. I wish I’d never come. Why couldn’t I have stricter parents? I can’t be a vampire, I just can’t.
But then I noticed something else. My throat was burning. I needed to breath. I needed to get out of the car.
She opened the door and I jumped out, trying to gulp up the air. But it wasn’t working.
“Follow me,” she said. And I was in so much pain that I did.
I saw a man walking down the street. I had no idea what he was doing out this early, and I didn’t really care. I ran up to him, and practically tore off his head. The blood felt so good. It relived everything. It was delicious.
When I’d drained him dry, I felt better. But then I realized that I’d just killed someone, and felt horrible.
“Isn’t it great? The thrill of killing someone,” she said.
I just looked away.
“Do you remember exchanging blood at all? I don’t think you would because you kept knocking yourself out,” she said.
Did I? I only remembered the first time so I must have.
I walked to the car with Patricia behind me. When we were about to get in the car and go who knows where, I heard a voice call out.
“Alec? Trish? Is that you?” it said.
It was Patricia’s older brother Charlie. I had no idea how long we’d been gone, so everyone must have been looking for us.
“Where have you guys been? And what have you been doing?” he asked.
“Um, nothing,” Patricia said, but her voice sounded like we’d been caught. I was about to say otherwise but the look her brother gave silenced me.
“Get in the car. I’ll drive,” he said sternly.
The drive was very tense and silent. I sat in the front seat with Patricia in the back. She was still smiling.
When we got back to the house, we went into the hall. I was about to hang my coat up on the long pointed wooden coat hanger that was attached to the wall, but then decided not to.
“How could you do this do Susan?!” Charlie yelled at Patricia.
“But of course you’ve never cared about anyone but yourself, have you Trish. Everyone’s been out looking for you two thinking you were dead! But I knew all along. This sounds like exactly something you would do,” he yelled.
“It’s not my fault,” she said sweetly.
“What do you mean it’s not your fault!! It’s all your fault! It always is!” he yelled again.
Then he grabbed her by the front of her shirt and slammed her against the wall.
She was really tall so the coat hook was right at her chest level. He slammed her so hard that it tore into her. She cried out in pain. If she was a normal human she would have lived. But she was a vampire, and wood kills a vampire. Her screams stopped five seconds later, and then she was dead.
Suddenly Charlie was shaking her, trying to get her to “wake up”.
“I didn’t mean it Trish! I’m sorry, wake up! Wake up!” he was crying now.
I have to get away. I tore off a piece of paper and wrote,
“I’ll find my own way back. I’m sorry, it’s not at all what you think. I love you Susan. And nobody come and look for me because I’ll be fine on my own. I’m eighteen, I’m legally allowed to go. Tell my parents I love them, goodbye.”
I set it on the table and ran out the door.
After I was done running away I was a little outside of New York City. I bought a place there with money I’d saved for college.
“And that’s the story. I’ve moved around to other places a lot, but I’ve come back to New York now,” I said, coming back to the evening with Nevar again.
We were standing outside of my apartment building. She was looking at me.
“That’s so sad. I’m so sorry,” she said.
“Don’t worry. It was hard, but I got over it years ago,” I said.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to everyone?” she asked.
“My parents died a few years ago. During the first few years that I was gone, I had to stay in hiding for a bit, because they were trying to find me. Charlie is in a mental hospital because of what he did to his sister, they said he was mentally unstable and couldn’t go to jail. Susan is living her life. For about ten years though she was so depressed. But she’s coping now,” I said.
“I’m so sorry. It must have been so hard for you to go through that,” she said. She picked up my hand and it felt like there was a spark. As soon as she touched it, she dropped it. We both stared at each other. But I love Clara, I kept repeating to myself.
“I better go. My mom’s probably wondering where I am,” she said not looking at me.
“Yeah, me too. Minus the mom part,” I said.
She just started walking away without saying goodbye. And I don’t know why, but that hurt me. A lot.