The Last Vampire

♛﴾Prologue﴿♛

Have you ever felt the blood rush to your head?
From doing a headstand or laying upside down on your bed or couch?
The feeling of almost going down the steepest roller coaster in the world?

Maybe you have, or not. But mix that in with being nervous about the day just in general. How about add in an extra head rush like getting hit by a car?
Sounds fun. Right?

Now add that to being outside of school. Maybe a few friends around just as everyone was going home from the day. Okay, now think of the cutest person you know, and you're dating them.
Excited now?

Let's see now, how about that person is talking to her friends walking ahead of everyone, and they forget to check the street as they are crossing over to the other side.
See where this is going?

Everyone is busy laughing and having fun, but you are the only one to see it.
The car. Heading for your biggest crush. And fast.
What would you do?

Remember that part of a head rush? And getting hit by a car? Yeah, that was me. I know the feeling. I know how it felt to see the one I love so dearly nearly face death.
I know the feeling of the oxygen hitting my lungs as I sprinted to her. I yanked her arm backwards and used my body to propel her away from the car. And almost at the same time, that same oxygen was forced out of my lungs in a mid second.

The sound was atrocious. Cracking, glass shattering, tires squealing. Within seconds of contact with the front of the vehicle, I tasted the all too familiar coppery blood pooling in my mouth. I could feel it escaping the barrier I made with my teeth, oozing down my lip, down my chin, and sloshing over my tongue as I gasped for air. I felt my body just aching as my bones felt like small twigs under someone's foot. Each crack felt like rocks and glass were burrowing into my skin. Finally I sucked in cramped air, feeling my lungs caving in on themselves.

I never wanted to see her like that. Ever. And there I was. Laying in a pool of my own blood, I saw the vehicle reverse and scurry away from the school. I felt like there was no escape, there was no way out, and no way to get away.

I needed her to look away. I couldn't let her see me here, laying on my side as I clutched my stomach and felt the bones grind against each with each movement. I laid there like a broken porcelain doll. As each second passed it dragged on slowly, and the panic grew. The act of breathing made my chest grow worse by the moment. I felt the slight gurgle of drowning as my lungs filled with blood. And all I could do was sit and stare out as the girls screamed. My friends all ran to me and even two of the boys chased down the car.

Slowly the world started to spin, to fade, as each sound grew dull.
But I heard it. I heard her. I had to close my eyes, for the world looked too bright at that time. The moment I opened them, I saw through the long blonde hair in my face to a sobbing and screaming female. I cringed as she lifted me onto her lap. The pain was excruciating, but overall worth it to just be close to her.

I was sad that I couldn't see her bright blue eyes. They twinkled in the sunlight, she was just perfect. For me.

Her long blonde hair became soaked in my blood, some of it even smeared across her face from a few coughs of mine. I felt terrible for treating her like this, but what was I supposed to do? I had to do it.

A world of black rushed over her, pulling me deep down.

I knew this was just the beginning.

Her wail rang out in the neighborhood, but my brain calculated it as the sweetest Melody.