Tainted Night

Chapter 19- The revelation part 2

Johnathan stared down at his –now free of scars and burns- bare chest, in confusion. His mind was still foggy with sleep and he was feeling strangely sleepy. Those last few days have been all blurry and he couldn’t remember what happened in them. Heck, he couldn’t even remember what day it was. Everything was going either too fast or too slow for him and it irritated him- secretly it scared him too but he would never confess that. So clumsily he got up from his unmade bed and slumped his way to the bathroom that was attached to his room as his hands combed through his messy brown hair. However he stopped short in his tracks as his feet stepped on some sticky liquid. Looking down with a frown itched on his angel like face he noticed that the liquid wasn’t water like he had thought. Blood, it was blood and it wasn’t dry yet which meant it had to be fresh not older than a few hours. Johnathan gasped in horror and he quickly followed the trail of blood to the bathroom door that was shut. He was almost scared to open it and his hands were shaking as they grabbed the golden handle. After battling with himself and taking deep shaky breaths he turned the door knob and pushed the door open. A scream of terror instantly tore its way from his throat as he took in the horrifying sight in-front of his eyes.

Corpses of humans and shape-shifters covered the tiled floor of his bathroom. There were more than ten corpses thrown into a pile. There was blood everywhere on the floor, on the walls, on the bathtub and even on the mirrors. All the bodies had bite marks all over their sickly pale coloured bodies. Some were missing limps or their head.

The sight was too much that Johnathan almost threw up so clasping a hand on his mouth he tried to breathe though his nose. But the smell of the starting to rotten bodies and the overly sweet scent of the blood did nothing to reduce the overwhelming need to throw up. Johnathan quickly skipped to the toilet and hunched over it as he emptied the contents of his stomach. He threw up blood and all the food he had eaten the day before, before he slide down on the floor and pressed his face against the cool tiles of the bathroom floor. That time breathing through his mouth as he let himself calm down.

He stood up slowly after several minutes of just lying there and he flushed the toilet. He then made his way to the sink and turned on the water. His knees were weak and his legs were shaking he was somewhat scared he might crumble to the floor. So gripping the sink tightly with one hand- not tight enough to break it he slipped his other hand under the warm water before sliding it over his face. Self-consciously he looked up to see his face in the mirror. He took one glance at his face and then he was sprinting out of his bathroom and to his room in shock and horror. His face was paler than usual- his whole body was. He had dark shadows under his eyes that give the impression that he hadn’t slept for days. His eyes were a bright purple colour and his irises were gone. The veins under his eyes were evident and they were a neon colour that looked so strange to him. His lips were swollen and red and he just knew that was caused by sucking blood. Johnathan wiped his sweaty forehead as he took in what he looked like. He didn’t look like himself. He wasn’t even sure he had seen right. He couldn’t look like that- he shouldn’t look like that. That person who stared back at him in the mirror couldn’t have been his reflection. Because after centuries of hard working to keep his self at bay he looked like something he never wanted to be. A truth he didn’t want to acknowledge he looked like the rest of his race. He looked like a blood sucker. A monster. A vampire.

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The journey through the portal was as unpleasant as the first time. Ella had to lean against a tree trunk to catch her breath and settle her stomach.

“Portals are- so –not one of my favourite supernatural things.” Ella breathed once she was sure she wasn’t going to puke all over the place.