The Venantium Auallonia Trilogy: Summer Tide

Chapter 5: Music Notes

"Merciful death...how you love your precious guilt," Lestat sighed to himself on Amber's flat screen. Right as Louis sprinted from the disease worn hut. Then we sighed at Louis de Pointe du Lac (aka Brad Pitt all vamped up) looking as sexy as sin, even when he was soaked to the bone from the rain. That pretty much added to the effect.

Amber, Patrick, and myself did movie night every weekend, but this time his Mum wanted to do something "family-like" with him. Which, I believe involved ice-skating. He was paranoid enough about needles; just think of him with blades. Now that is a nightmare...well for him at least. Every time I think about it, I snort. I couldn't help it when he told me. Which in return got me rewarded with a smack in head.

Tonight, it was just her and me chillen' out with a huge bowl of popcorn, and our favorite vampire movies. Except, every time I thought of vampire's...Emery came to mind. I was never sure why. Obviously, he could never be one; those were for the movies and books. Though how come it was only him that came to mind, no one else. It was one of those things that you know it's in your head somewhere, but you just can't remember it. It was a total blank out!

Amber popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth, still staring at the screen, she said, "Do you think Louis made the right choice by running away like that? It just seems like he's running from what he is."

"I don't know, maybe its kismet or something," I suggested while chewing.

"Kismet? Why would you think that?"

"I'm not sure. I think it's the fact that since everyone is destined for something...he was destined to be dead, yet live forever."

"Hmm. Maybe your right, but I still don't see how his past was fate giving him a choice." she leaned up from laying on her belly, and looked at me with her eye brows scrunched together.

I breathed a laugh, "Yeah? Well, why don't you take up a chat with Anne Rice herself if you want to know why? It's not like I know all the damn answers!"

She sat up, and grabbed my shoulders, "Okay, that's it. What is wrong with you? You've been acting like this all day! All week even! You snapped at Patrick when he tried to take one of your green beans at lunch, sayin' 'I'll stab you with my fork if you do that again.' Seriously, are you alright?"

Was I all right? No. Was Emery the cause of whatever it was? Yes. I started to shake, and said, " I have to go to the bathroom...I'll be right back."

"Alright then...I hope you think of a good excuse to tell me when you get back." she was shaking her head in my peripheral vision as I left, padding with my bare feet down her lightly lit hall way to the communal restroom.

Closing the door, I slide down the other side of it, taking deep breaths on my way down. It was a panic attack probably, coming out in gasps. I closed my eyes again, trying my counting method to relax myself. Everything since that night with Emery has been like this, the same thing over and over. Not to mention I came home five minutes late, and my adoptive father came barreling at me; shouting and hitting me. I tried to wear as much clothing as I could to hide all the bruises. The emotional and mental bruises decided they didn't want to go away, though. A panic attack would ensue in me on my bathroom floor, or in this case, someone else's. Then I would go to bed and have the same repetitive nightmare.

It would always start the same. I would be at a beach, in the middle of a massive rainstorm. It looked like it was night, but the sky was a deep grey, not black. It would be raining, but I was never wet. The ocean waves rolled like beasts about to attack me, but my surroundings...it was a party. Not your average party that is. It was grotesque, cannibalistic, and chocked full of macabre. Vampires mainly; feasting of people and other animals like it was the best thing they had tasted in their longest years. It must have been what the end of the world would look like when it came...the apocalypse. Who knows what it was, but it always had me screaming myself awake, drenched in a cold sweat and gasping for air. About a few minutes after, I would go get sick. I had never seen anything so disgusting in my entire life. It looked like a blood and guts horror film brought to life.