Secrets of Luna

Secrets of Luna: Chapter Three

Chapter Three:

Meeting up, How Ironic

My eyes flew open. I sat up in bed, thinking only about yesterday’s devastating event. It was the first time in a long time that I did not wake up thinking about death.

        My eyes settled on the open window to the right of my bed. That’s odd, I thought, I don’t remember opening the window.

        Slowly, I got up and shut the window. Outside, the snow was still present, still crisp from the rain icing over. Something caught my eye, foot prints. Hunters, I guessed. Hopefully they did not harm my deer herd.

        This was not a normal day. Instead of going straight to the full length mirror, I started down the hallway into the kitchen. I took out a larger capsule that was labeled in sharpie marker: WEEKEND.I left the blood in the capsule on the countertop and left it to defrost.

        I must have looked like a zombie walking into the hallway again. I walked slow even for a human. But when I got to the entryway, my coat was not on its hook. Confused, I looked around the open space. Not on the couch, or the dining room chair. I searched my bedroom and even the bathroom, but could not find my coat. Finally, when I returned to the hallway, I searched the floor, only to look down at myself and find that I was still wearing the coat from yesterday.

        The deer could tell that I was not going by my routine. I had not even checked my eye shade to make sure it was safe for the herd. This was unlike me. I had to enter the house three times before finding the right needle, and then a fourth time to find the right capsule. I was disorganized. The whole herd shivered, scared that I might have forgotten how to retrieve blood, but nothing went wrong.

        All day I had been muttering the same word, over and over.

        “Stupid, stupid, stupid; I am so stupid.” I whispered these same words as I entered the house. I was definitely known for holding a grudge on myself. I had absolutely no self-confidence whatsoever.

        I sat at the dining room table with my meal. I had just looked into the mirror only to see that my eyes were black from being in a bad mood. No wonder I was salivating the whole time I was retrieving blood. As I let the blood slide down my throat, some managed to drip onto my coat. I didn’t care. When I finished, I left the capsule on the table, I left my head resting on the table and almost succeeded in falling back asleep. But it’s not that easy.

        How could I have become that stupid? I knew the whole time; it just didn’t click until much later. I felt stupid, not knowing from the beginning and remembering the fact that Vegetarians cannot be clearly connected with. I don’t know what was wrong with me, but I couldn’t go back to that. I had to get my mind off of him.

        I don’t even know this guy! And yet I spend every waking moment trying to understand him. Make it STOP!

        I slammed my fist down on the table. Thankfully, the furniture did not break off, just little particles. They floated around in little puffs of dust around my head. It gave me a headache just to watch. I was not having a good day.

        Slowly, calmly, I spoke to myself in my head.

        This is not your fault. You will no longer give this vampire the satisfaction of your anger, Luna. All you have to do is go on with your boring life. This is not your fault.

        When I was sure that my words had steadied me, I stumbled into the living room. I was no longer a graceful vampire, I was vulnerable; confused. I lay on the large couch and covered myself with the blanket that lay over the top. Finally calmed, I picked up the remote and turned on the television.