Eunomia

Chapter 3 "A dead man's breathing"

~Sebastian~

It was two in the morning and my dead body didn't allow me to sleep, vampires don't need to sleep as much as humans, with four-five hours was more than enough. The culprit of my insomnia was a memory of this exact town, three hundred years ago.

Screw this I'm going out.

I took my leather jacket and left the house. Tomorrow was the first day of school and here I was, looking for ghosts at two in the morning without knowing if the place I was heading to still existed, have I mentioned before I'm a rebel?

"No freaking way..." I let out amazed for what my eyes were seeing.

There it was, that fucking tree was still there more than three hundreds years later...

It was late, the sky was very dark, I carried a candle to be able to able to see through the darkness that surrounded the field we were traversing.

"I told you not to look cheater." I told the girl whose hand I was holding to guide her due to the rag that covered her eyes, rag I forced her to wear.

We weren't supposed to be out this late but today was a special occasion, I had a surprise for her and I knew she would enjoy it more at night, after all today was full moon.

"How much is left, Tian? I'm tired..." She complained without stopping holding my hand, she would probably fell if she stopped doing so.

"We have arrived." I announce leaving the candle on the ground, the moonlight was enough.

I saw how the girl slowly took off the rag and her face lighted up as she saw what I put on the tree, our tree.

"A swing?!" She screamed as she faced me, I swear her excitement was everything. "Can you swing me!" She exclaimed even more excited than before.

The girl ran to the swing and sat waiting for me to swing her, and that's what I did, I swung that girl as she claimed to touch the stars.

I had to shake my head to get ride of that memory, without realizing it my legs were moving to the part of the tree where I put that swing three hundred years ago. That holm oak being there after three hundred years was a coincidence... the swing would be too much, right?

As I got near the spot where I put that swing I knew my thoughts were right and that swing didn't survived, however as I looked up to the tree's branches I saw pieces of the rope that used to held the swing of my memories. I couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic, I didn't like it, but what I disliked even more was what I felt when my unconscious hands started touching the truck of that holm oak and bumped into something that girl and me craved out three hundred years ago.

S + J.

This shit of feelings was starting to piss me off, I hated to feel, human feelings were, in general, a pain in the ass, a very annoying one.

Just when I was starting to lose my shit, I smell it, that scene... It smelled so yummy that it made me drool, I didn't know who was the owner of that sweet scene but I had to taste him or her, I know I promised Leoni I wouldn't eat any human during our first week but she wouldn't noticed... I searched for that human but I didn't see anyone, I even tried to read the thoughts of the people around but I didn't heard anything.

Weird, some seconds before I stopped smelling that yummy human, it was as if... nobody was ever there. Was I starting to imagine things?

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