Dark Side

2. Reason

Dan

When I woke up, I hoped it all had been a bad dream, but I didn't wake up in my own bed. In fact, it wasn't exactly a bed. It were two mattresses on top of each other. My head lay on a green pillow and my body was covered by a green duvet. I could only think of one person who would sleep in this 'bed', and I saw him standing across the room, looking out of the window.

"I see you're finally awake," PJ said and he turned around to face me.

"Why, PJ?" I asked, "Why did you turn me into a monster?" Because that's what I now was: a bloodsucking monster.

He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I mean, why not?"

I've known PJ for quite a long time, and I knew he could hide his emotions well and at this moment, I saw he had a poker face that didn't show anything of his emotions he was feeling.

I sat up straight in his 'bed', when I suddenly felt something I had never felt before. It was an urge, inside my body. It was hunger, but more intense than ever.

PJ seemed to notice something, because he walked over towards me with incredible speed and he sat down behind me, my back against his chest. He bit in his own wrist again, like he had done yesterday and held his wrist in front of me.

This time I didn't resist. I was hungry and I wanted nothing more than his blood. I grabbed his wrist and drank. The warm liquid flowed across my tongue. It tasted so good, and I didn't want to stop. I would never have enough.

"I think you should stop now," PJ whispered way too soon in my ear and he carefully tried to pull away his wrist, but I pulled it back.

"Dan, you've had enough," he said and pulled his wrist away from my mouth with a lot more strength.

"Sorry," I said, and I felt blood running down my neck. I must look like a mess, I thought.

PJ wrapped his arms around me. "Don't worry, it was your first time."

We sat in silence for a while until I said: "So I'm a vampire now?"

"I'm sorry, Dan," he said.

 

 

PJ

I regretted what  I had done. I wish I could turn back time and just behave myself for one week. It would've been one week and Dan would return home and I could return to my own lifestyle and no one would have known.

But no, of course I was stupid enough to screw things up.

"Why did you do it?" Dan asked again and he tried to turn around to face me, but it took him some effort as my arms were still wrapped around him. When his brown eyes looked in mine, I looked away. I couldn't tell him why. It was too pathetic.

"Please, PJ," Dan said, "We have been friends for years... What did I do wrong?"

I looked at him, confused. "You didn't do anything wrong, Dan."

"Turning someone into a monster seems like some kind of revenge to me."

He wasn't a monster, at least not yet. But I was.

"I'm really sorry, Dan," I said again, "If I could have one yesterday, I wouldn't have turned you, trust me. I felt desperate and alone. I realized you were the only friend I had these past two years. You were the only one who kept writing and calling me. When you said you would like to visit me, I suppose I didn't want you to leave after a week. I'm sorry for being such a terrible friend."

Dan still looked at me with his dark, chocolate brown eyes. "You gave me a reason, Peej, so I'll forgive you," he said and relief overwhelmed me; I still had one friend.

"But I thought you had more friends?" he asked, raising one eyebrow.

I sighed and looked down. "I couldn't really control myself in the first few months after I was turned, so I stopped seeing my friends for a little while, until I could behave myself when I was around humans. My friends thought I didn't want to see them anymore, and I couldn't tell them that I was actually protecting them from myself."