Waking Up Dead

Chapter 16: Many Meanings of Sleep

“That’s great, okay goodnight then” I turned around to walk away.

“What do you mean that’s great?!”

“It means wonderful, excellent, brilliant and fantastic I could go on if you like” looking at him now I could see he was not impressed, not something I actually cared about anyway.

“My very own walking shitionary how great” he replied sarcastically air quoting the last word, “but in all seriousness blood sucker they are close to finding out what I am”.

The word ‘blood sucker’ hit a nerve and I could feel my anger starting to boil up and escape through the pores in my skin as my eyes went wide in shock, “who the fuck do you think you are calling me a blood sucker I couldn’t care less if they found out what the hell you are I bloody don’t know myself what the fuck you are” I realised I hadn’t taken a minute to stop and breathe, “you do know that you are calling yourself a  piece of food you fat hairy mother -”.

“What in god’s name is going on?” barged in Silvia with three tall men by her side.

“Nothing!” we both turned around and shouted stunning Silvia for a second.

Annoyed and stressed out I ran my hand through my hair and grabbed it at the back, I took a deep breath and through clenched teeth I forcefully tried to lower my voice, “sorry it’s nothing we were just arguing over something stupid”, she looked at me unconvinced.

“She wanted to share my bed and I told her she wasn’t my type” he lied perfectly making him sound like the victim.

My face instantly dropped and I was positive I just swallowed down a litre of vomit, why the fuck would I want to sleep with him let alone be in the same room as him, sorry correction be on the same planet as him. I was on the verge of showing him what a true blood sucker meant when Silvia’s continuous blinking and shocked state distracted me from pouncing on him and snapping his fat squidgy neck.  

“I see . . . well I am sorry to have intruded like this” she paused uncomfortably and cleared her throat “but I cannot have any sexually activity going on under my roof as long as there are young children around”, she turned her face in my direction but did not turn to look at me “therefore I must ask of you Nikita to return to your room if you wish to sleep”.

You have got to be kidding me does she actually believe that we . . . that I . . . oh my god that we were going to . . . sexual activity! I can’t stand to be in the same room as him any longer. Swiftly turning one hundred and eighty degrees I ran out of the sushi smelling room but instantly I landed roughly on top of my bed and screamed into the pillows.

I continued to scream until I could not bear the sound of my own voice and instead screamed silently through clenched teeth which helped form a throbbing headache in the middle of my forehead. I paused for a second when I felt something inside my mouth, opening my eyes I spat out wet feathers and saw that part of the bed beside my face and the floor underneath was covered in small white feathers ripped open from one of the soft silky pillows.

Turning my heavy body to the other side I continued slamming my fist on to the mattress but after my eyes dried up and the tears where no longer falling down my cheeks I started to laugh hysterically.

“Fucking bastard I hope he and his family rot in hell . . . why the fuck am I over reacting” I slammed both my fists down and sat on the bed crossed legged.

“I’ll tell you why it’s because you’re an idiot getting over emotional over something as ridiculous as that, so what if people thought you wanted to have . . . have” I couldn’t even say the words, “for fuck sake get a grip it’s not the end of the world why the hell am I feeling like this”, I couldn’t sit still any longer so I got up and started to pace the room keeping within the area of the grey rug in the middle of the floor.