Immortal (MJ)

Chapter Thriteen: Randy

Today is not going to be the same day as all the rest. It's different. It's sadder than any day. I'm even sadder than when I lost my brother Marlon. And that's saying a lot since that was the worst tragedy of my life.

I don't want to try and be positive today. There is no point in trying. Bliss chose to be with Michael. So that means she's basically a goner. Why would Michael make it like this?

     I hate him. I hate him so much and I've hated him since he turned me into the same monster that he is. He does everything he can to make my life an absolute living hell. I loved Bliss, I really did. I wanted her and I  to plan our life together.

Travel together, get married, and possibly go as far as adopting children. Us vampires can't procreate. We try, but then we remember that we're dead. Latoya had the hardest time accepting that when Jackie turned her thirty years ago. I felt really sorry for her, she really wanted to have kids more than anything.

I would want at least one eventually. I once suggested adoption to her but she rejected that immediately because she would want a baby that's biologically hers. I could see why she would want that, of course. Because of that reason she always had a grudge against Jackie. But I know that Jackie never originally meant no harm on her.

I take a seat on the bus and it's not the same as it has been these past two days. I want Bliss right by my side talking and laughing with me. I don't know if I am ever going to get over this. The three days I had with her were the best three days of my life. I love her and I want her back.

I would give anything to have her back again. I sighed and sat back and shortly the bus made it to my school. Usually I like school, to me it's not as bad as everyone makes it out to be. But now I absolutely dread it. The person who made me see things differently than anyone ever could is not here with me.

     This place is now disgusting to me. I walk over to my locker and placed all of my stuff in there. I look to the left and become saddened once again. That would've been Bliss's locker right there. I'm going to cry and I need to go.

       I run to the bathroom and cry my eyes out. Everything is now coming out. I can't miss her anymore. I hate Michael I hate him so much. He obviously feels the same way towards me because he destroys every shot I have at being happy or somewhat satisfied.

     The late bell began to ring. I have to go. I walk out of the bathroom with nothing on me because I don't want to do anything today. I can't physically and mentally do anything because I'm so hurt. I hear humming of The Beatles from a very familiar voice.

     I hate this voice with a passion. The person who this voice belongs to is one who I will never forgive. I ran toward him grabbed his neck as he was pushed against the wall by me. He was struggling to be released because I'm obviously stronger than him. I'm so angry with him and he doesn't deserve any sympathy on his part.

"I hated the first British Invasion, and oh how I hated the second one even more." I told Grey with part of my heavy Arabic accent becoming exposed. No, I was not born or became a vampire in the United States. America and England did not exist in my time. I'm the oldest vampire in my house, one thousand years ago in place which would now be known as Saudi Arabia was where Michael made me a monster. All of the inside anger I felt towards Michael, I was now expressing toward Grey.

"That's enough brother!" I heard the voice of a woman raise her voice at me. Who was that? Why would she refer to me as her brother? "Janet?" I questioned with so much shock and in way amazement in my voice. I'm almost even frightened to see her again.

I thought she was dead for over two hundred years. She looks so much older than when I last saw her. She was twelve when I turned her, now she looks like she's at least sixteen. How is that even possible? "Greetings Janet. Long time no see." I said to her.

She rolled her eyes and seemed very irritated by me. Something doesn't seem right just by her being there. "Don't give me that bullshit Randy. Why are you trying to kill my collegue?" She questioned. Why would she ask me such a dumb question? Wait I know, she's just being typical Janet.

"He tried to kill the one woman who I have truly loved. So now I'm going to do the same to him and succeed." I explained to her. She chuckled. "Oh Randy. Michael turned that tramp only to make him happy and for his loneliness to be cured so that's Grey and I's mission. We need to get back at Michael in any way we can." She explained and moved a few steps closer to me. "Don't you ever call Bliss a tramp. Don't kill her because of Michael's mistakes. She didn't ask for this life, and neither did we, Michael didn't even ask for it either." I explained realizing that Michael is still a person, but a very damaged person. She was very close to me, almost a foot away.

"I know that Randy. But he still has to suffer with the consequences for what he's done to you, me, and our whole family. Although, before I get to him, there's a few other people on my list." She informed. All of a sudden, I felt a sharp object pierce me in through the my heart and chest area. "Like you." She whispered. I look down to see a wooden steak in my body. It hit me that I was going to die. "Why?" Was the only thing I could really say.

"You know exactly why." She told me before I drifted away into a bright light. The first person I see as I'm still in the same location is Marlon. "Marlon!" I yelled as I gave him a tight hug. This was the best and most loving hug I think I have experienced. I look down to see my corpse and both Janet and Grey having a discussion.

"It's a shame I had to go. But I'm so glad to see you again." I told him as I gazed back at him. "I know it's sad. But you're really going to enjoy heaven." He told me. I looked back at my dead self. "What am I going to do about Bliss now?" I said worried. Marlon sighed and grabbed my arm.

"Thats no longer our concern anymore, now come this way."