MY VULTURES EYES
By: Amberly Gobbels
T-Y'S 2!
To my family and friends, who suck the life out of me. I love you all.
To the ones I love and hate, cherish your life and give life to others… You are the reason I could complete what I have completed, you are my reason to live. Yet as the days go by and we learn each others secrets, and untold secrets that we witness, I still love you all the same, and with all that has happened and will happen, I hope you love me the same to! To my Dad, (Richard, Ja-foof) My Mom, (Amber, Mommy) Sister's, (Samantha, Zarah, and Kyleigh) brother, (Ethan, Pain in the butt) Aunt, (Alyssa, Siggy) Step Dad (John, Daddy John) Step Mom (Rhonda, two faced) and last but not least my two best friends throughout the years, (Monica, and Cassadie)
I love you more then you can imagine, so you might as well not try… I have seen your faults and think you were still made to be part of my life, meaning if I kept you as a friend, or close family, then you are wild, and crazy! And one of the most special humans on the Earth! So I say this in full honesty, I love you enough to let you SUCK the life out of me! You FREANKING vamps! Love you! 'v v' ( vampire!)
One
The light glints off the branch of the nearest tree drops of rain
water slip off the leaves like tears. Birds' tweet their lullabies, soothing me even though death is coming around the corner. Shouldn't there be ravens squawking and screaming their off key notes, a song that no one wants to hear, because of birds' unnatural voice.
Shadows creep around me inviting me into their safe zone, but yet the unruly feeling in the pit of my stomach grew, my head was hit with a wave of nausea. They want to comfort me, lure me in with their shadowy fog hands. All just a lie, not the way I was supposed to die. I know that the Heavens aren't just going to open up and swallow my in. While the shadows that lurk in the dark, plan their attack. This just wasn't the way to end; it wasn't they way I wanted to end my life. I want to be home with my mother and father's smiling faces. My brother's annoying one, laughing at a comment someone just made.
Instead I'm in this meadow, or marsh, looking forward to my demise. Like a kid that knows they have done wrong I sit on the damp ground and hold my chin high, ignoring the pain in my heart, no, my soul. Bit by bit parts broke off as I discovered his true identity. My first clue was when he told me that I should live with him forever. The second was when he said that he was going to get a blood meal. The third was when he was late for dinner and he said that he was sorry that I had to be used in such an ill manor. I at the time simply did not understand until I felt his cold white teeth bite down through my soft flesh. I wish that I could say that I felt a prick, or stab of pain, but I felt warmth from the cold fang. I felt his thoughts flow around me like a cloud of smoke, oddly intoxicating, and overwhelming.
"Oh," He said with a shy smile, or was it a smirk I couldn't tell at the moment. "I must have caught you in a bad time." He smells the pot roast aroma that must have flown from the kitchen. The spices seemed to tickle just the tip of your nose. He smiles, I say not seeing his trickery. "No not at all. What can I do you for?" He pauses to look strait into my eyes. "Do you know an Airina Pastor? I was told she lived here or maybe it was the street down…" He slowly backs down the porch and grins in embarrassment. "Sorry to be of inconvenience." I laugh a shaking laugh, one of fear and fright. "No one has called me that since… Who told you that name?" He does a flirtatious twitch of the lips. "One of my dear friends, Robert. Do you know him? Such a good spirit, soul, and mind. Brilliant, intelligent in fact, I am very proud to be called his friend." I skim the bare walls of the pearl white porch. My eyes meet his and I blush. "As you may have heard I haven't been called that, name in a, while." He asks in a nurturing voice. "What would you like me to call you?" I smile. "Just that, it's time people start to call me by name." His cheeks turn pink and he asks. "Well, Airina would you like to go dancing tomorrow?" I smile at the thought of dancing with him. "Sure."
I snap back to reality. How could I have been so stupid, so naive to have trusted that lying piece of-? I cut myself off mid sentence, hearing the slight brush of leaves against the bare skin of a mammal. The snap of a twig under dead weight. I panic what if it's him? Do I disrespect him like the last few days, or listen thoughtfully and give my opinion. Do I run away screaming blooding murder, or just run as silent as a mouse being chased by a cat, as quite as can be. I lift myself up and stretch my leg mussels. Hurt comes in large portions. I remember he has taken my shoes and socks, so it will be an uncomfortable run for help. I wonder if my family is safe, or if they also have been betrayed by someone they thought to also trust in their fragile lives. I will not take petty any longer I must think of a plan.
I look around for the light brown hair, the unnatural chestnut color. That has streaks of dark brown folding in on it like a cracked shell. His high cheek bones and strong jaw. His eyes are the eyes of a vulture. Unbelievable blue, and as light as white. You feel like your losing yourself, and you just may not come back. He has a built body, soft skin, and his voice is commanding, but slants in a forgoing manor.
I spot a movement in the pine and oak wood section. Just a rustle of the breeze. I hear a soft whisper in my ears, I turn. Once again I see his figure, like stone. A perfect statue you don't see the harm until it collapses on you. A smirk placed upon his lips, a devilish grin. I for one do not look forward to this grin; it is the grin of a tiger the takes its first bite of deer. Or, the smile of a greedy child that has run of with the toy of yet another child.
"So," He says breaking the silence. "Why are you so, spiritless?" I do a smile that is sort of like a sarcastic grin. "Gee, I wonder? Maybe it's because you hold me here against my whim? Let's stop playing dungeon and castle, Mr. Prince. Why will you not let me go, why am I of such great importance?" His faces goes to stone and he is back to saying what he usually says. "I am sorry that you must lose your life, darling. I am sorry that you think this is a game between me and you. This is a serious matter that is beyond your mind. This is the reason you are alive yet, you may not know until the time is right, and it is not obviously." A little smirk placed on his lips he says another thing he says always. "I know every time I ask this you reply with a mouth full of spit at my feet, or a hiss from your teeth, but maybe if you learn the ways of a young lady, maybe I will make you my immortal bride." I try to hold in my gag, but it slips out anyway, no matter the struggle. "After all the torture of being stuck in the cold, wet, soulless forest I would take that as gratitude. Because if I were forced to be you beloved. I would kill myself." A sly smirk placed on my slim face I add. "Do the deed before it's done." And with that I turn my body around and run as fast as my legs could go.