My Vampire Neighbour

Cursed

I let him be for a while, holding my hand in his. It felt as though he truly needed to just hold someone, without any perverted intentions behind it.

'You say only I can see you' I asked.
We let go of each-other.

'Yes. Do you not remember, you bumped into me accidentally once, by the pink corner coffee cafe. You even said sorry. That's when I knew'

I couldn't remember. Perhaps I remember of such an incident but I couldn't remember that it was him.

'I don't, actually, no..but what do you mean by that ..only I can see you..?'

'I am no normal vampire I'm a vampire that has been cursed, Arvela.'

'You mean people can't see you type-of-cursed..?'

'Yes. Im practically invisible, I'm what they call a "vampire ghost". No one has been able to see nor interact with me for 10 years now, until I met you.'

'How..but..why me.'

'That's what I also don't understand Arvela....you see I came back here to Lutswae, the city I was given this curse in to try retrace perhaps a way to break it. But one day as I walked down the pavement you bump into me. I felt a touch from you slightly which alarmed me but it was when you looked me in the eyes and said sorry.. that's when I knew, someone can see me. And that someone is you.'

I felt a shiver run through my body.