When the Sun Goes Down

~6~

I look in the mirror and think of Blake. My black tuxedo is very uncomfortable. This is going to be unbearable. I can't believe I'm going to my best friend's funeral.

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The graveyard is cold. I should have wore a jacket.

As the coffin is brought over, a single tear rolls down my cheek. I walk over to Blake's father and girlfriend and hug them. They both start crying.

Out of the corner of my eye I see a girl standing by a tree, crying. She looks oddly familiar.

"Excuse?" I ask as I approach her. She looks up at me and I know exactly who it is. Sondra. "What the hell are you doing here?!" I ask with anger in my tone.

"I came to pay my respects." Sondra replies calmly.

"You killed him!" I say.

"I don't like killing people, but I had no choice. You two know what I am."

"Yeah, and what's that?" I ask knowing full well what she's talking about.

"Don't play stupid with me, Kevin." She says angrily.

"Excuse me?"

"A vampire, dumb ass!" She says. Dark veins start running down her face again. "Shit! Look what you did! I have to get out of here before everyone dies!"

"Can't you control it?!" I ask, a little scared.

"No!" She says and flys up.

I gasp. How in the hell can she fly?!

Then I remind myself, how in the hell is she a real vampire?

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I think about it now that the funeral is over. I sit in his room and look around. How can this be real? How can any of this be real? How can Blake be dead? How can Sondra be a vampire? How can she fly? How can her whole face transform into a monster, a demon, something that I now that pretty girl is not.

But she is. She's a murder! A murder of God knows how many people! But she did say she didn't like killing people.

I can't think about it now. I stand up and get his laptop. Blake told me, and only me, his passwords. I logged on and opened his book. I read through it. This is the only piece of him I have now. All four hundred and seventy-six pages of his made-up world. He was an amazing author. I feel bad. His book will never get published. Unless I publish it. I can ask Aunt Jen. It's done, he was just editing it whenever I saw him working on it.

To get my mind off the whole 'vampire' thing, that's what I'll do.