Fury

To Be or Not To Be?

I was a nervous wreck since last night, but I didn't let Wang know that. He had woken me up with a kiss to the forehead and a breakfast of handmade pancakes and syrup. They weren't as good as the ones from the diner, but I appreciated the thought nonetheless. The fact that he was standing in front of me serving me breakfast instead of being a corpse beside me was sobering enough for me not to be able to bask fully in the afterglow of the most incredible sex I have ever had in my hundreds of years of living. Sometime during the night he had woken me up with his head between my legs and we proceeded to have sex yet again. My wings had refused to come out then too, no matter what I did I couldn't will them to appear and my inner form was absolutely irate! For the first time ever, I had failed to kill, I had missed the collection of one of their souls and that would be unforgivable in the eyes of my ancestors.

Was I sick? As far as I know my kind didn't get the sicknesses of their kind so what could have possibly happened to me? Something was beyond wrong. I suddenly couldn't eat anymore so I put my fork down as Wang came back into the room.

"Babe, a female victim was found so I gotta go to work. I left my spare key in the hook by the door so lock up whenever you're ready to leave. I left a towel in the bathroom for you and you can of course eat and drink whatever you want" He hurriedly explained as he threw on his suit jacket and coat before coming to over to me and giving me a kiss that was quick but definitely stirred something inside of me again.

I waved goodbye and listened as the front door closed. Setting my tray aside on the bed I got up and walked nakedly to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. Besides some love marks and the light bruising from Jackson's strong grip my reflection didn't look any different. However, I felt funny. I was walking on a fine line where concern and elation sat on opposite sides. I heard the familiar ring of my cellphone and I followed the sound until I found it on the living room floor next to my discarded blouse.

"Good morning Joy, why are you calling me so early?" I groaned stretching out my tired current form. Wang had really worn me out.

"Well damn Feorie, good morning to you too" I could practically hear her eyes rolling at me, "I'm off today. Wanna come hang out with me and Mark?".

"Why would I want to do that? Don't you want to be alone with him?" I asked.

"He can't stay the whole time because he has a modeling audition to go to later on and I don't want to be bored and alone" Joy whined.

"Can't you just hang out with Clarissa?" I really didn't want to go.

"We had a fight and she hasn't apologized yet, so I don't want to see her face" Joy explained, and I had to snort. Joy shouldn't hold her breath waiting for that bitch to apologize.

"Ok fine. But give me some time, I'm at Wang's place so I gotta go back to my hotel and get ready first" I replied grudgingly.

Joy squealed like a schoolgirl, "Oh my god! You're at Jackson's house! You guys totally fu-" I hung up the phone knowing her parade of questions would only get on my nerves and prevent me from doing what I need to do.

I didn't really want to hang out with Joy today, in fact I preferred to go sulk and wallow in my misery. However, Mark being there would give me an opportunity to question him about whatever the hell it was that happened to me last night. Within an hour and a half, I sat across from Joy and Mark at a food court table at the mall. Joy was babbling incessantly about some documentary she watched while Mark and I made eye contact silently absorbing Joy's boundless aura of happiness.

"I'm going to go get another smoothie, You guys want anything?" Joy asked suddenly.

"I'll have another one, Feorie?" Mark looked at me as if he wanted me to say yes.