"What do you mean she might not get up for a few more hours? She's been asleep for weeks! You guys need to get back to the mission."
"Shhh. Keep your voice down. I know we need to get back to it. You don't think I understand that? I'm the one who formed this organization to begin with. We've been doing well on our own keeping tabs and finding out everything."
"Do you guys just do this? Do Vampires just hibernate for no fucking reason? This is bullshit, and frankly terrifying. Is this what I have to look forward to when I fulfill the contract?"
"Look, we don't hibernate. But it is possible to go into a moment of deep sleep when under complete duress. It's like our bodies shut down. Goes into an almost death state. We are dead after all. She just needs time to recover. So for now, Tyler, I need you to go back to the office and fish out more leads. John is coming by later tonight and hopefully she'll be awake by then."
I could hear Tyler and Soja whisper outside my door before slipping back into unconsciousness.
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Mother! I have the most wonderful news! I will be graduating soon and at the top of my class! I can't wait to tell John all about this. He'll be so excited. And then we can get married just as we planned and I can bare his children. What do you think about becoming a grand mother?"
"That's wonderful sweetie. I'm so excited for you. In regards to being a grandmother, I would be delighted. It will be nice to hear the pitter patter of little feet running around here again. You just make sure that you get a little boy first so John will be more inclined to stay. But who could resist my precious Purity?"
I smiled. Just two more days and school will finally be over. John and I can finally have the wedding we wanted. Oh! It was exciting to think about reuniting with him and being proposed.
I smiled excitedly and ran to my room, little jolts of electric joy spreading through my chest. This had to be the love that Romeo and Juliet felt when they fell in love. I swiftly sat at desk by the window to write a letter to my beloved. I had already written to him two days ago. He must have gotten my previous letter as well. I was just glad that Abigael was there to help him. I knew that she was well. I didn't even have to write. John let me know. The last letter I sent her, I couldn't help but write my love for John.
CRASH! I heard a noise from the downstairs. Someone was at the door. I rushed down to meet my mother by the stairs.
"Go up and hide in my closet, Purity. I don't know who this is. They seem dangerous."
I nodded and ran back upstairs running to my mothers closet. "Where is she?!" I could hear a male voice echo from downstairs as he pushed through the front door. That voice, it was so familiar. It sent butterflies and a shiver down my spine.
"Who? I don't know who you're talking about, but you should leave now." I could hear my mother tell the intruder.
"You know who the hell I'm talking about. Purity, goddamit! Your daughter, or are you stupid to?"
"She's not here. She's staying at a friends house in town."
"Don't you fucking lie to me bitch, I know I heard footsteps running upstairs. Last chance, tell me where Purity is or I'll find out myself and just kill you where you stand."
"She's not here. I told you she's at a friends-" I could hear her voice start to break.
"Lier! I know she's here." I could hear as he banged his fist against the wall. "Run," I heard him growl at my mother.
I could hear her footsteps as she ran up the stairs. "Please don't hurt her. I won't let you hurt my baby!" She was sobbing uncontrollably as she ran into her room and locked it. I could hear as she started to shove her dresser in front of the door for more protection.
BANG! I could hear as he body slammed the door after trying the handle to no avail. The door didn't budge. BANG! The door splintered off of it's hinges. I stifled a squell.
"No! No! You get out! Leave us alone, we've done nothing to you!"
"That's where you're wrong. You have done everything to me!"
My mother began to scream as I could only assume he had swung whatever weapon he had. Then, silence. Just the sound of chopping.
He had gone absolutely mad.
I held my hand over my mouth and tried not to cry as I no longer heard my mother. I let out a tiny gasp and tried to shove myself even farther into the corner of the closet as a felt a warm liquid, thick and gooey touch my toes.
Blood. That was my only guess. I listened as the chopping stopped as soon as the gasp left my lips. The closet door flung open with a force causing it to hang by the bottom hing.
I let out a tiny scream as I started to cry, "There you are, bitch. I came to see you, I brought you a present."
I stared at the beautiful eyes that I had fallen in love with. John grabbed my arm and yanked me out of the closet. He held my face roughly in his hand and forced me to look around the room. Every surface of the room was covered in red. I didn't know there was so much blood inside of a human being.
"You like that? Huh? That's how you're going to look next." He spoke in my face before pushing my head away and grabbing my hair forcing me across the hall.
He pushed me on the bed, tied my hands behind my back, and started to unbuckle his pants. I knew what he was going to do. But not my John. My love. He'd never do something like this.
Did all of our words of love and affection exchanged mean nothing?
I felt an exploding pain come from below as I stretched to fit him unwillingly. The hot tears started to come uncontrollably and started to sear my skin. How could this be happening.
I slowly went from denial to trying to figure out how to get out of this situation. John kept yelling at me, but I barely registered as I remembered my fathers revolver that I kept under my pillow. I just needed to get my hands in front of me.
Minutes felt like hours as he finally finished. As he turned to pull up his pants and grab the axe, I pulled my arms under my legs and to my chest.
He swung around and brought the axe down onto my head. It felt like a splitting headache. I knew I wasn't going to make it out alive, but I could at least take him down with me.
The blow of the axe made me fall off the bed. I slid my hands under the pillow until I could feel the cool metal underneath my fingertips.
He brought me back on the bed and flipped me over, my hands still under the pillow. He started to speak and as he did so, he began to unbutton his pants again. I panicked, not wanting to experience that again.
I swung my arms out from under the pillow and tightly gripped the gun. "Burn in Hell, you motherfucker."
I shot him in between the eyes and he fell. I started to cry again. How could this have happened? This morning I was so excited. I was ready to give my life to this man and become his bride. If I could live after this incident, I would never give this amount of love to another man.
My vision began to blur, and I could feel my breathing become shallow. I was dying. So this is how my world ends? I'm going out with a bang and a whimper.
I gave a slight chuckle. All my dreams dashed away in one night, by the one I loved the most in the world. My love that I felt for him is going to die with me.
The room was dark now, but I could hear movement and gentle hands lift me from the ground. A strong, gentle, males voice spoke, "Hush. It will all be over soon."
I didn't know what that meant, maybe he was just letting me know that I wasn't going to die all alone. I let a tear escape my eye. The last tear I would ever be able to shed.
With those final words, my breathing stopped and I felt my heart still. I followed my mothers gentle prodding and took her hand as we walked away.
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Air
HorrorI hear screaming. It never stops. It won't stop. It can't stop. Not until every last one of those fuckers are dead. The world is not as happy and innocent that it seems. There are places in this world, and people in this world that you have never dr...