Memoirs of a Vampire

Five

"Thanks for the clothes.", I muttered, while I sat down next to him. He nodded apathetically, while taking a sip from his glass. "No problem." On the coffee table in front of me a wineglass had been placed, in which he now poured a deeply red liquid, which I optimistically interpreted as red wine.

He gave it to me contemplatively, without looking at me. I carefully sniffed the fluid and developed doubts regarding my red wine-hypothesis. "This is red wine?", I therefore double checked.

Felix nodded, so I warily took a small sip. The drink was surprisingly good, until then I'd always loathed wine of any kind.

"Half and half.", he then added. "Half what?", I echoed uneasily. "Half Merlot, half A+.", he replied, whereupon I put the glass back on the table quite hastily. Felix then finally let go of the hole, he was staring into the air and turned towards me. He took a deep breath. "It's just blood." I gave my abandoned glass a skeptical look. "Human blood.", I commented flatly.

"You do eat meat, there's blood in that. That's the same thing. Just that for this no one had to die. Or are you about to reveal to me, that you're a vegetarian?", he answered diplomatically. I silently shook my head. After I didn't reply or stir for a while, he continued once more: "It's the source of all living and not disgusting. You always have blood within you, without it you would drop dead immediately. I'll never understand, why so many humans faint at the sight of blood, when it's literally, what keeps them alive and makes them who they are.", "I thought I was dead.", I opposed sulkily, looked away from him and wrapped my arms around my body. Felix tilted his head in an agreeing gesture, which could be interpreted as a 'touché'.

"If you like it or not, your body now needs blood to survive and I guess that you prefer drinking out of a glass or bag, compared to attacking people in delusional hunger and mania, which is going to result in hurting them.", "Shouldn't I be immortal?", was my sharp and dry answer to that.

A smirk flashed over his lips, before he took another sip from his glass, to than place it next to mine on the coffee table and turn towards me. He was now looking directly at me, while he worded his reply: "Nothing is immortal. We vampires just don't die a natural death and thus have the potential to live pretty long and purely theoretical even live forever. However I philosophically viewed, don't believe, that there is such a thing as eternity. Furthermore the sun is going to burn up in approximately five billion years and than our food sources will be gone. So it currently doesn't look that good with immortality." He tried to keep a serious professor-ish-voice, which he more or less succeeded in and which indeed made me smile a little. Slowly he reached for my glass, to put it in my hand. "Without my blood you would now be dead. This is not the end. It's a new beginning, a second chance. The whole world is lying at your feet." Encouragingly he pointed at the glass, which was now again in my hand. Timidly I took another sip. In fact it still tasted good, even though I could no longer repress, what I was drinking. In which it was questionable, what was more repulsive. The blood, or the red wine. In any case, my tasting nerves rated the drink extraordinarily delightful.

"But what do I do now? Which day is it anyway? My mother must be worried sick!" That thought hadn't even crossed my mind, I was suddenly horrified and reached for my phone, which I'd put in my pocket. However Felix diffused my worries immediately: "She thinks, that you're at Jacky's. And it's still Saturday." I gave him a skeptical look. "I've sent her a message in your name from Jacky's phone, because I didn't have the code for your phone.", he proceeded to explain. "Oh, thanks.", I answered a bit perplex. So someone had really thought this through. Without this message my mother would have already gone crazy and have called in the police. She had a tendency to be a bit overprotective and overstep the mark.

On the other hand I did just have a deadly accident and literally emerged from my own grave. Maybe her motherly instincts weren't that bad after all. Even more reason to be glad, that I had unknowingly been provided with an alibi.