Wilt and Wither

Chapter 2

I walked around town in a daze after spending the better part of the morning wrestling sleep. I tapped out defeated again giving up around two in the afternoon.

Insomnia was one opponent I had trouble defeating.

It's a good thing I didn't need sleep as much as maybe a human but the effects were making my mind fog. Landon was a big part of that I hated to admit it. I hadn't seen him in nine months after our huge fight. He asked me again, which I'm sorry but girlfriend has been dead for hundreds of years; she wouldn't even look that great. Beauty maybe on the inside but I don't think anyone can get around the smell of rotten flesh.

It's defiantly a turn off of mine right next to Trolls and guys who use to much hair product.

I'm a necromancer originally. When Landon saved me he hadn't realized and turned me into a vampire. I'm extremely durable, but I don't touch that side of my magic. I can survive most things that can kill a vampire. I think of it like this, necromancers raise the dead and technically I am the undead. My Necromancy powers have melded with my vampire side.

I sit down on a bench, I could do it you know bring her back. Just to spite him, just to show him why I haven't wanted to. But, after all these years through all the pain I don't wish for him to experience that.

I'm trying to protect him.

His last memory of her shouldn't be a rotten corpse trying to munch on your flesh like a burrito.

I knew it would happen...I've seen it happen.

Cringing inwardly I try to shake out the memory. The one that haunts me, the one that made sure I would never try to raise the dead ever again.

"Hey you okay?"

I jolt at the voice. "Oh hey." I smile at the succubus from last night. He sits down next to me towering over my body. "How's Alicia make any progress?"

"No I screwed up big time. She won't even look at me, I don't exist to her right now."

"Let me tell you something about women. If she's not paying attention to you she's doing it intentionally. If she's expending that much effort to avoid you, she cares. Pissed as hell, but she cares." The smile lights up his face. Who would have thought I would be chit chatting with a succubus. My life I swear. "Mind if I ask what you did to deserve the scorn of a hot werewolf."

"I cheated on her unintentionally." Oh come on! my eyes must have said it too. "No really it wasn't I let the succubus take over, we got into it bad one night. I was furious adrenaline coursing through my blood. I went to a bar and slept with some chick. It was like this hunger took over me." He must have seen my shock. "I didn't take her soul I swear!" He said defensively.

"Well good thing you both are immortal because you have centuries of groveling before you."

The sun dipped down readying itself for nightfall. I needed to get on the road, Landon would be calling me in three days and I didn't want to be in Cinder that long anyways.

Always on the move.

"What's your deal? You keep fidgeting and looking around nervously."

I hadn't even noticed. I had felt off ever since leaving Landon last night. Usually my instincts were right on point but this time I felt wrong. A sour feeling filled my stomach. It was probably just seeing Landon. "Almost same problem as you, just on the other end of it."

"Ah gotcha, well on behalf of cheaters everywhere I'm very sorry." Smiling as he stood unfolding his tall frame. I mean seriously couldn't I just grow a few inches. I mean it was absolutely hilarious seeing the faces of evil as a teen sized girl kicked their ass but still. A few inches is that so much to ask for. "See you around."