Tale of a Vampire

Chapter 14

James passed by him as if he had encountered no one. Nothing could be worse at that moment. Dave of all people had to appear on that exact moment.

"Why always so sentimental?" Dave laughed again and followed James who had simply left him there. Just the sound of his laughter made James churn in disdain. "It's been so many years...150? Right? Don't you think it's time to let go?" Dave teased him.

James turned around quite fast and held Dave by his collars. He clenched his jaw and his eyes were nothing but hate. He looked fixedly at Dave's eyes to mean his words. "I hate you for what you have done to me!" He muttered. "You have no ideia how much I hate you."

"I saved you!" Dave yelled rolling his eyes impatiently.

James let go of him and continued walking. At that moment he wanted to talk to no one. Diana was there with Jack and he was hurting. He knew Jack would be alright for the poison he put in his drink wasn't enough to kill him. He just wanted to scare Diana. He wanted to show her who held the power. How stupid he had been, that would just push her away from him. He was almost regretting his little show aggravated by the jealousy that was corroding him. Then Dave's last statement, that he had saved him, rang in his head and he turned around to face him.

"You saved me?" He said in a questioning tone looking at him. He felt like laughing out loud at that statement but instead, he came to a halt and stopped Dave by putting a hand on his shoulder. "You cursed me." He said serious and making pauses in between words. "I am a monster!"

"I saved you!" Dave insisted. "You were a zombie after Ida's death. I made you a favor!" James clenched his jaw in anger. How dare he bring Ida to that conversation? He was so petulant and arrogant. He had been the worst in his life, res!

"YOU KILLED HER!" James yelled at the top of his lungs. "She died because you killed her!" James accused. Dave laughed. His laughter was malefic and James clenched his fists controlling his anger. Dave was stronger than he was. He had other powers and he knew he could not beat him, but maybe hurt him.

"I know..." Dave admitted nodding but he still didn't show any mercy or regret for what he had done.

He had admitted it long ago, right after he had turned James into a Vampire. When the town where they lived was searching for wolves in the forest for Ida was bitten all over. After his transformation, for he was a very notable man in Glasgow, James had to travel all over Scotland and England to run away, until he finally settled in Winchester.

"James...that woman had a daughter outside marriage." Dave argued as if that was a valid argument for what he had done.

"Don't you dare to talk about her in that way. What are you implying? Ida was a widow. Her husband had been killed by the sheriff. He was hanged!" James retorted. Why talk about that now? That was disturbing him even more. He was already stirred up and Dave was just sticking his finger in the wound and twisting.

"I am sorry...she was too pretty to resist." Dave laughed again. James felt like crying again. Ida had been the love of his life, in his human life. "She looks like her..." Dave commented out of the blue, though James knew he was provoking him, but he shuddered anyway. Dave was implacable, he knew that.

"Stay away from her!" James menaced taking his face close to Dave's.

"Let's go inside, shall we?" Dave opened the door of the tavern and James got in.

His night couldn't be worse than that; first Jack Byron and after Dave Mustaine, his evil maker. They sat at a table and James was hammering on his last remark. His words could not leave his head.