Two - Oblivious

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I counted a year and a full moon since that very night of encounter

I never paid attention to time but now I look forward to it

A decent feast for a night, I cannot recall the last time I had

Because I cannot pay any more attention to it, for I am always in a hurry


Contrary to popular belief, vampires do not have blood

We hunger and crave for them because the venom inside us obliterates them

And so it never cease to astonish me, whenever I feel them creeping up my cheeks

Those are the times when he is there, holding my hand or keeping me warm inside his embrace


We started as friends, a term used by humans, or so his cute little sister said

Every night we meet by the café, the very place I met the little angel who took me to him

And each and every night we meet, I got to know him more and more

I don't really quite get it, but dead heart is becoming more and more hyperactive


A full moon and a few nights ago, he told me he really likes me

He looked nervous, he was fidgeting and he couldn't look straight in my eyes

He asked me if I feel the same, and I said I do nonchalantly

He seems to be surprised at my reaction, although I don't really get why


As we walk side by side last night, he told me he has something important to say tonight

Gulping the last drop of the crimson liquid in my throat, I wiped the remnants of it against my pale skin

My cold hand reached and touched the left side of my chest; I wonder why dead heart seems anxious

Was it because he had been distant last night, or was it because of something else?


My eyebrows scrunched together as I reached the corner across the café.

There were a lot of people crowding in the street and I find my legs dragging me without a halt

I thought my heart is already dead, but why do I feel it stopped beating

I thought I crave for blood, but why do I feel immense pain as I stare at his lying body covered with it?


My voice is shaking; it is barely above whisper as I call his name

He weakly looks at me and forced a smile as he grabbed my hand and enclosed it with his own

"I love you," he mouthed. And like an epiphany, everything becomes clear to me

Everything aside from his image that gets blurrier as I watch his life coming closer and closer to its end



~ March 31, 2017

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