I'm really striving to complete an entire work this time. This chapter is longer than my last. But it's more exciting by far.
*FOOTNOTE*
Aris IS NOT any creature besides human. Except she has one little ability. psychic...ness or however you say it. You'll understand why I say this once you read it.
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Chapter 2
Seeing Aris ~Dante
I watched as a girl slowly approached the gazebo. She was holding herself tightly, as if to ward off some invisible pain. It looked as though she was crying but through the insane pouring rain it was impossible to tell. She fell and her long stringy dark soaking wet hair hung around her face. She seemed oblivious to everything but her own thoughts. She stood on her knees cupped. Her face in her hands then looked up out into the rain and reached out into the downfall of rain as if someone were taking her hand suddenly she pulled back sharply and curled into a ball on the floor. I sat on the bench watching and feeling guilty for it. What was I to do?
This was a very uncommon thing not knowing what to do. So it made it all the more hard to know. In all my 175 years of living I never encountered a moment like this. To be truthful I just mostly kept to myself. Unless I needed to feed then I was forced to flee deep within the forest and drain animals of their liquid life. Blood. My other option was wooing girls to a dark secret place where I could take what I needed then slowly let the girl down.
After realizing what I'd done I'd always feel horrible like a disgusting rotten monster. I'd tried to kill myself thousands of times but was always alive (if that is what it was) and unsuccessful. I'd tried not to eat them at first but they'd always wander by me and I wouldn't be able to control myself and they'd die for it. I wasn't able to change what I was. A constant thought that had become a custom for me reiterated itself within my head.
"I should be dead."
But thinking it wasn't going to make it happen. I came back to my senses. She was dressed like the kind of person who carried around knives as a habit. If so then good for her.
But even knives couldn't kill me. Only another vampire could do the job. I walked treading lightly upon the ground over to the girl I kneeled down and laid a hand on her shoulder and was suddenly smacked so hard I fell backwards with a thunk. She was now on top of me straddling me. Her eyes were filled with emotion. Agonizing, infuriated, and absolutely confused.
"Who are you?!"
She asked in a don’t - mess - with - me - I’m - pissed - off voice
"I'm Dante. I was just wondering if you were ok. You looked intensely miserable. Is there anything I can do to help?"
She quickly clambered off looking embarrassed. She'd moved so fast to smack me, I was actually wondering if she were one of me. The thought brightened my mood. I wanted companionship. Not to be alone for all of eternity. To be noticed by someone other than one with the face of death and being drained. She could be newly turned. A perfect reason for her grieving. I unconsciously began talking to her
"What are you doing out here?" She asked
"I'm staying out of the rain. You?"
"About the weather or why I'm here?"she asked me
"Whatever you want to talk about." I said firmly
"Well, The weather in my view is absolutely perfect. Dark, gloomy, pouring so hard it feels heavy. It matches my mood. It's almost like . . . " she stopped and let out a breath, "There’s nothing that can hurt you. Alone no interruptions. No . . . death."
She stopped and looked down gloomily faltering at the last word. I had to touch her for some reason. I reached over and lifted her chin eye level. Her bottom lip trembled. Suddenly I couldn't help myself. I had the weirdest urge. I had definitely never experienced it before. I pulled her close and gave her a huge bear hug. To my relief and surprise she never struggled against me and we sat there for awhile holding each other before I finally reluctantly let go of her.
She smiled at me. It was warm kind of friendly but as if she was still wary of me. I would be too if I just meet someone and they pulled me into a huge suffocating hug.
"May I ask your name?" I said
She looked down again. Fortunately I didn't have the hugging urge again. She now looked up
"My name is Aris. I'm glad to have met you Dante."
"A beautiful name. "
"I'm glad you like my name. I'm rather fond of it too." She said still weak-voiced. Then she giggled almost as if she thought something sick she had thought about was funny.
Then looked around as if surprised that came from her throat. It was a sweet tinkling sound. I liked that too. In fact I liked everything about her. Her voice, her laugh, her eyes, her mouth, face, body, clothes, hair. Everything. I usually hated everything about anything. It surprised me how much I enjoyed while around her.Even for the few minuted I'd talked to her.
"Are you a vampire?" I asked. Now it was my turn to be surprised at what escaped my throat.
She looked startled but then calmed down again.
"I'm sorry . . . what?" she laughed as if she'd misheard me.
I cringed. Then closed my eyes. That was so stupid. All I had to do was pay attention for a heartbeat or a pulse. All vampires tell each other apart from humans that way. Not vocally. Thats just insane.
"Nothing. I'm sorry."
I felt sick. I cold hear a thump, thump slowly pounding a few feet away from me. It was obviously Aris.
"Why am I mean? Heartless? Cold? A bloodsucking fiend? Emotionless" Then laughed out loud and clear. Was that really how humans saw vampires? Emotionless, heartless, cold, bloodsucking fiends? Maybe it was a good thing for her to think that way. But I couldn’t bring myself to think of it that way.
"Of course not! I'm a werewolf!"
She giggled sarcastically
I tried to laugh with her but it stuck in my throat so instead I just smiled and bobbed my head as if it were meant as a joke. I wanted to leave. But then I might endanger all of the vampire race. She could go off and tell everyone about the vampires and I'd be tortured for millions of eons. My only choice was to kill her. Now while no one was around. Then hide the body. That was the law of the vampires. No humans could know the existence of vampires. I turned away from Aris. She'd been the first creature I'd talked to in more than 157 years. It had been nice. Really nice. It would be a dreadful shame to kill the beautiful human. I slid my fangs from their sheaths in my gums. Suddenly Aris grabbed my shoulder and held it with a firm grip.
"What wrong?"
Still turned away from her I could feel my eyes flash red. It was just a simple tingle. Then black as I got ready to kill. I'd been around long enough to know what color my eyes were with my mood. As long as I could tell my mood that is.
"I feel sick." I lied to her
I could feel her hand lighten with sorrow and sense the smell of it on her. Great.
Now my senses decide to work I scoffed heatedly at myself.
"I hate when people get sick."
Her hand slipped all the way down my back and onto the floor. I could still feel her fingers trailing down my back minutes afterward. I couldn't kill her. I would have to completely let go of my sane side to do that. Then I would do more dumb things like run around killing people for the fun of it. Watching them shrivel into dried husks as I drained them dry. That'd be even worse then letting her go.
"It reminds me of my mom."
I swivelled around to face her. I had forgotten humans had family. You'd never think you could forget something like that but somehow I managed it. I forced my teeth back in their sheaths as if they had a mind of their own and rebelled against the fact no blood had been spilled.
"What happened to her?" I asked knowing there was more to it than she was saying
"She . . . she died, of leukemia cancer of the blood. She suffered a great deal and tried to hold on to the last moment. It was horrible how fast everybody got over her death. Like they could replace her. No one could replace her."
"Of course no one could replace her. No one could ever replace a loving mother. In fact I'm sure...even though I don't know her. Nothing can ever replace something lost," I grinned faintly "Because the original will always be better. Much better. It's always hard to lose someone you care about." Realizing what I was talking about I paused thinking into the past. "I should know. It'll get better. Honest." I said even though that was about as dishonest as I could be.
She tried her best to manage a smile but the tears leaking out really stopped it. Oh god not the urge again! I thought almost horrified. Suddenly I grabbed her and set her on my lap. I stroked her hair and murmured words of comfort. I pressed her right up against my body. Was this for her pleasure or mine? I wondered. I liked to think it was for hers. I liked holding her so close to me though. It was strangely intimate yet comforting and she was so warm! I tried to get her closer somehow but this time to my intense pleasure she curled in closer and hugged me back. She was facing me now. I had to hold back on my urge to smell the scent of her blood now. Thank the god at least I could hold
that in. It could be disastrous if I hadn't.
"You looked tired." I said,trying to distract myself from her pulsing fiery liquid just beneath the surface of that tender--I watched her face as her eyes repeatedly fought closing
"I am." She said simply
"Then sleep." I replied
"You’re not bothered at all? I know I'm making an idiot of myself."
"No, I’m certainly not bothered and the last thing I thought you were, was an idiot. Just someone who’s hurting."
Her eyes had a sort of spark to them as she looked at me. It must have made her happy that I knew what was going on. Suddenly she wrapped her legs around me and laid her head on my chest. She trusted me. I could sense it. This was not normal human behavior. Their subconscious minds and instincts repelled from us vampires. Despite the warnings in my head to stay away from the human girl I was happy about the way things were turning out for me and I crawled quietly into her mind. Not literally. I was just reading her mind and the things passing through it. I was overcome with grief, sorrow, hurt, betrayal, deception, evil, and death. I could see what I was sure was her mother in the back of her mind. She was beautiful despite the fact she was as skinny as a stick laying in a white room. Wires delved in and out of her arms bruises covered all of her.
She smiled a pitiful smile at Aris as she walked in. I backed away from that memory. I could see where it was going and that woman was the face of a grim death. So I wandered into her most recent thoughts. She had no clue at all I was a vampire. She was happier just a tiny smidgen to know I cared for fantasy. Little did she know. To my slight surprise out of all the horrible gut wrenching feelings was experiencing in her mind I never experienced happiness. Not really once ever. Until I wandered upon myself. I felt the need to show her how happiness felt even though I didn’t exactly remember it myself. I immediately tugged self loathing into place. I was not to think of her in any other way in my future. Unless it was dead.
I envisioned her dead and tingles like needles and pins erupted onto the thought in my brain dancing about. I wasn’t going to bang my head like you usually did with your feet or legs when they were asleep. Not that I felt needles and pins actually. Just the memory because there was really no blood in my body to cut the circulation from. Suddenly I heard my name. It was loud and clear. I pulled out of her head only to find Aris sleeping limply on my chest still. Her legs were weak around me.
She looked young and innocent. I smiled at her. Her waist was next to mine and she was hugging me. Knowing she hadn't said my name I once again crawled into her head. It
was her who had said my name. In her head. I should have known that if she was sleeping she'd be dreaming. I did that when it was possible to sleep. So there was no way I could have forgotten about dreams. My misty image danced into the dream. I didn't want to interrupt it. Aris was out in the forest all alone. "Dante!" she moaned sorrowfully. She reached her hand up into the sky I looked around for a moment. Oh god. I was lying on the ground. Dead.
I don't care how long your undead seeing your dead body is not a welcome sight. I thought I would be happy to die but then I realized I didn't want my candle to be forever snuffed. It scared me. She fell over next to me grabbed my head in her arms then she pulled my torso up onto her lap. I was confused. Was this dream supposed to be sending messages to her? She cradled my head then kissed me full on the lips and something like life flickered within me. Both of me. I opened my eyes and pulled her on top of me. Uh oh. I thought I knew what was going to happen. But dreams could take serious twists. I could either interfere before it happened or watch. I didn't feel like interference. I wanted to watch what she thought of me. A startled look crossed her face then sorrow as she realized.
"I thought you were dead."
I smiled miserably at her the faint light of the sun leaving completely behind us.
"I told you. I can never die. I am one of the undead."
How the hell did her brain put all that together? I only asked if she was a vampire!
I stopped to watch she wouldn't remember this anyway. I relaxed. I flipped positions and put her on bottom with supernatural speed. I really did have that too. How was this working? Aris's dreamed up Dante kissed her full on the mouth. Tongue and all. I wished it was me. Well in a way at least. She returned it eagerly she once again wrapped her legs around him. He groaned into her. I felt her mind closing on me like a metal barrier stopping me from getting anywhere further I was slowly pushed out completely. That had never happened and intrigued me. Like a rude man in a bar. I felt offended but it ended as I left to see her.
I was exhausted. Mist came in from the still pouring rain. I scooted to the middle of the gazebo holding Aris tightly around me. I lightly trailed my fingers all over her face, I came to her lips and I caressed her bottom lip with my thumb. She moved a little. I pressed my lips against hers. I wanted to try something but refrained. Would she mind if I really kissed her? I wasn't going to though. If she awoke to me kissing her that could cause problems. I laid her down sideways still facing me I laid next to her. I cuddled next to her, my arm wrapped around her waist. A little of our skin touched. I loved how warm she was. I laid my head right next to hers. Then slowly, unwillingly gave away to the oncoming potion of drowsiness.
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