A Bloodborne Tragedy

chapter 3

The house was wooden and small. Small enough for the one tall man who lived in it, that is. they sat on a nice couch in the living room. There was very little decoration in his house, only one small table next to the couch with an oil lamp on it. The kitchen was next to the living room, and It was equally as woody and bare. It didn't even look like he had any food in there. "Nice house you got here." Daniel said between inhales. Sho had already lit himself another blunt and let Daniel finish the half smoked one. By the end of it, his mind felt fuzzy and his thoughts slowed exponentially. He bummed off Sho for a little while longer until he was cut off during a fit of giggles. He had never felt this way before. He was carefree and relaxed for the first time in a long while.

Daniel looked at Sho with a wide smile. "Your eyes are red." He smiled, his head leaned against the back of the couch, turned just enough to look at the man sitting beside him. Daniel found it funny the weed wasn't affecting him as it did himself. "Ain't never seen a man with red eyes before. Seen brown, blue, green. Once seen a woman with both, but never red." He was amazed at everything, even the most mundane things. The way the sun shone in through the windows, the birds chirping outside, the way Sho looked at him like he was an old friend. With sadness, longing, admiration. It confused him.

Daniel reached his hand out to Sho's shoulder, admiring the silky hair flowing down it. In the flash of an eye, he was standing. "Woah–how the hell did you do that?" Daniel said with shock. "I have good reflexes." Sho sat back down on the couch, a little further away this time. "I just wanted to ask if you're alright, something seems a bit off. Well," Daniel giggled "considering, something's always a bit off about you." Sho cracked a small smile. "You could say that" Sho rolled another joint in a small piece of paper and lit it. "And I'm just fine, thank you." The smile faded quickly, and that look of sorrow was back.

There was silence. A long one. A tense and uncomfortable one. "You should go." Daniel cocked his head over to Sho quickly. "Already?" he said like a whining puppy. He'd just gotten there, just broken the man's scary exterior for a quick moment. Sho glared at him. Not threateningly. Not irritatingly. Not happily. There was almost no emotion at all. Sho's eyes were like rubies. The deep red, like a pool of blood. "You should go." Sho said again with haste, closing his eyes, sharpening his tone

Outside the barren house, Daniel was confused, frightened, and a tad bit hurt. Did he say something wrong? Was he being annoying? Daniel looked through the window one last time. Inside, was the tall, ominous man pacing back and forth. He looked irritated. He was talking to himself–No, he was yelling...Mouthing? He was speaking, angrily. But there was no noise. Strange. Sho was a very strange man, he dumbed it down to. He could never truly tell where he stood with the man. One moment it seemed like they were buddies, talking without problem and joking like they'd known each other for years, decades even. The next, Daniel was kicked out with a sharp tone and piercing eyes that he could feel deep into his soul.