Bloodstream

Chapter 8

"The media know." I say as I take a bite of my pancake. I am wearing one of Ed's shirts and my underwear from last night and I'm sitting at the bench, a stack of pancakes in front of me. Ed's on the other side of the bench in his underwear, cooking the pancakes. Me and James used to make waffles together, and it makes me realise that me and Ed could be a couple...But he's not my boyfriend.

He looks up at me sympathetically.
"Already?" He says.
"Yeah. The magazines are quick to cover shit like this." I say grumpily. I want my private life back so badly sometimes. He places the spatula down and comes around to where I'm sitting. His masculine body hovers in front of me and he grabs onto my shoulders gently, like if he held them too tight they would shatter under his grip.
"You okay?" He says gently. I nod my head a little and he pulls me closer, into a hug. But things weren't okay. The media was the least of my worries compared to a blood thirsty monster that is running after me trying to kill me. Ed notices my hesitation and looks at my face, frowning.
"You look a little pale." Oh great.
"Just, um, worried...about the media yah know..." I say making an excuse.

After breakfast I pick up my clothes from the floor, my bag and one of Ed's long winter coats I could never see him wearing. He walks me to the elevator.
I press the button for the elevator and turn to Ed.
"What does this make us?" I ask.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean...what are we? Are we still just friends or are we like..together?"
"Oh um..I...well Skyler, I'm away all the time you see and, love, it couldn't work between us, not now." Tears being to fog my vision. I take a small step back and examine my feet so I don't have to look at him.
"So why did you sleep with me then?"
"Sky it's-" my head snaps up to meet his gaze so quickly a human would get whiplash simply from seeing it.
"Don't call me that!" Only Cameron and James were ever allowed to call me sky. He takes a breath.
"Skyler. It was a mistake, I'm sorry. We shouldn't of slept together because I knew it could never amount to more." If only vampires couldn't feel emotional pain.
"I was just a one night stand?" I say quietly. He doesn't answer. The elevator doors open and I step inside. I get a glimpse of his head hung in shame as the elevator doors close. I am so stupid. Thinking we could ever be more than what we are. Every kiss feels magical to me but I fear that it was dull for Ed. A thought which makes the pain in my chest tighten. I wouldn't say I'm in love. Not like I was with James. Oh James....the image of his bloody and bruised face still flashes through my mind from time to time. Why couldn't Cameron of saved James instead? But then I couldn't imagine James being a vampire. I couldn't imagine his eyes going red when he gets to hungry, or him having the strength to tear a car in half. He was to gentle, to kind.

When I say that vampires are twice as fast as humans, I really mean twenty times. I can run at 60 miles per hour, but I never do because if I got caught I would be screwed. But today I don't care. I want to out run the world. Out run Ed, out run the vampire, out run the media, out run my memories of James. The only things that can kill me is another vampire if it drains me of blood or if I get decapitated. Those are the only things that could make me feel physical pain. So deaths not an option. All the possible ways for me to die are too slow and it's been years since I felt physical pain so it would be too much to handle. So I just run. Through alleyways so no one sees me running to fast to be humanly possible. Back to my apartment where I cry and cry and cry. I cry as I take a shower and change clothes and I cry myself to sleep.

I wake to the sound of my front door opening and closing. I sit up in my bed. I can hear footprints. It sounds as though whoever it is, is walking very quickly. My whole body begins to shake at the thought of a crazy vampire coming around the corner and lunging at me. I grab the huge knife I put under my bed for caution and slowly walk out to the kitchen. But I see no one. This is the part in horror movies, where I yell for the girl to run, but I when I hear the crash and turn around my body freezes in fear. My blood feels as though it has stopped flowing and my lungs stop pumping air. I scream as the knife drops. And I scream and scream as he comes closer to me. It's a scream that would make any human go deaf but this isn't a human.

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Cliffhanger haha sorry
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