Thirsty- Beth Harrison
Chapter 1- spring break
SPRING
I am running down the road. Screaming out for help. My stomachs turning and my life is reversing. I wipe the sweat from my forehead. Its burning hot yet my fingers and my arms are numb. He's dying. Someone has to save him and its down to me to find somebody that has a heart willing to help him.
I don't know where I'm going but I need to help him. Somebody has to.
The moonlight is covered by thick foggy clouds. Its that time of year. A dewy dull glow comes from a lamp post. A man is underneath the light. Waiting for something… someone…
"Please sir, you have to help me, he's dying!" I cried while tugging his coat, seeking attention.
No matter what I did he wouldn't respond. He couldn't hear me. Its as if I'm not there.
The street suddenly got busy. I begged for a young woman's help. She walked straight through me.
What's going on? Why cant they hear me? Can they see me? Or is it all in my head?
"Why wont anybody listen to me!?" I screamed out. Nobody heard or saw me.
I gave up and ran back to the meadow. He's still there. His body is pouring out his memories. Suddenly, the flow stopped.
All the crimson regret from his body dried up on the grass reflecting the moonlight. His cuts dried, blood dripping down his chest and face stopped. They tore his heart out and threw it against the floor. He cried out with pain every single time they threw his heart at a tree or a rock or a building wall.
The moon shines red. Blood red. They're thirsty. And they wont give up until they're full. And when they're thirsty for more they will hunt and attack.
I look at Seph, lying limp and lifeless on the floor. I look from his body, to his heart and then to the moon.
They will pay for this. They will someday die. Their blood will be on my hands. And if they tear my heart out too, then I will make sure our deaths will be avenged.
The thirst and the hunger will die. No more nightmares.
My name is Destiny. This is my story.