(Part One-Adaptations)
"Don't stand so, don't stand so close to me. Don't stand so, don't stand so close to me."
"Come on Carlson, I know you love that song but I can't even hear my own thoughts."
"Her friends are so jealous, You know how bad girls get."
"And the saga continues." He was annoyed but a smile graced his face. I knew I could be irritating sometimes but I just can't help it.
"Sometimes it's not so easy, To be the teacher's pet." I look over to him driving still, fighting a smile. Oh i'm so going to get him to sing along too. "Don't stand, don't stand so, Don't stand so close to me." I pointed to him, shoving my arms in front of his face to get his attention. He looks over still fighting for a stoic expression.
"Don't stand so, don't stand so close to me. Don't stand so, don't stand so close to me." I begin to do the most dramatic, over exaggerated movements I could. "Loose talk in the classroom, To hurt they try and try, Strong words in the staffroom, The accusations fly"
"It's no use, i'm not going to give in, you should just give up." He tries to warn me sarcastically.
"No way. It's no use, he sees her, He starts to shake and cough, Just like the old man in, That book by Nabakov" I smile at him with my very own devilish charm before finally continuing. "Don't stand, don't stand so-" He reaches over suddenly and covers my mouth with him hand. He thinks he can make me stop like that. I grab his forearm and pull it further consequently pulling him further as well. "Come on just give in!"
"Not a chance." He lets go of the wheel at this point to tackle me. Big mistake. I look up and see a deer in the middle of the road..
"Jeremy look out!" He glances up and sees the deer too. He hurries to reach back up to the wheel and makes it just in time to swerve, right into a tree.
'Don't stand, don't stand so'
"Jeremy, JEREMY, wh-where are you," I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I look terrible but not car accident terrible. My face is completely pale and covered in blood. That doesn't matter though. I need to find where Jeremy is.
'Don't stand so close to me'
"JEREMY!" I'm forced to stop as I begin to cough hazardly.
'Don't stand, don't stand so'
"JEREMY-"My voice is cut off by more hacking coughs. Something is sticking inside of my mouth. I gently lift a hand to it. When I pull it back, it's covered in crimson blood. My blood. This is all my blood. There is no more Jeremy. Only darkness. No more care only a void. No sound only
'Don't stand so close to me'
My eyes shoot open, saving me from the nightmare. That night seems to still haunt me even as a vampire I guess.
I don't know how long i've been here at this point. He said he would be back in the morning but it seems like morning never came. The smell of blood has found its way down here a few times so I know he's still there, just leaving me be for some reason. The only positive about this whole situation is that been able to clear my mind more without his constant presence. When I smell the blood it still hurts although the more it enters my senses, the easier it is to resist the temptation to give into my impulses. My body still aches terribly. No longer howling anguish but in the time he's been gone, I could feel my skin netting itself back together again. The netting itself doesn't inflict loads of pain though it's extremely disturbing how unnatural it all is.
The restraints holding me down haven't loosened much but I've been working on getting them undone as well. They're just simple knots so it's been a slow process. Well at least it's something. It's better than just staring at the plain gray ceiling. With my head clear i've been inspecting the room i'm in, trying to formulate any plan at all. It's just your standard creepy basement except for the lack of any boxes or shelves. There's a few rusted pipes hanging off the ceiling and the wall near the window. The pipe he broke off is leaning on the wooden handle bar of the stairs.
Sometimes I can hear a bird or two through the glass of the window.The window is the only reason I have any perception of time at all. The fall and rise of light give me my only sense of comfort. They've replaced the rise and fall of breathing. The buzz of the light is also a constant. Normally lights only sound like a stream of noise but to me it's become a beat. One to replace the sound my heart should make.
Days have passed in this rhythm. The sun rises, my chest rises. Clear my mind, focus on the heart beat. Work on the restraints, feel my skin knit together. Watch the sun's light fade and my chest fall.
