Everything Changes Chapter 3.

Chapter Three:

It's been about four months since Pam came home and she's been spending a lot of time with Jim. She has listened to his stories about all the things he's seen in his 60 years of immortality. The birth of rock n roll, Elvis, The Beatles, bad 80's fashion, the first cell phones and stuff like that. She's amazed at all he's seen and done.

"Did you have a mullet?"

"No. I couldn't grow my hair to be able to. That's the one upside to being a vampire. I don't have to shave or get my hair cut."

"That'd be so great."

Jim's tone then gets serious. "No, it's not great. You have to live with a constant thirst for blood. You can't make normal human connections or let yourself fall in love because eventually they'll find out what you are and they'll run or you'll be exposed. I have been alone for the past 60 years and it's not fun at all. It is a curse. I shouldn't even be telling you this. You're risking your life every time you come near me. Your life is fragile. You shouldn't chance it like this."

"Hey, I'm here aren't I? And I couldn't care if you were a vampire, human, or some kind of halfsie. I like you for you, Jim. Any guy I let myself get close to would eventually end up hurting me. It's been happening since I was 15. You're changing all that. You treat me with respect. You tell me things I'm sure you've never told anyone."

"Pam, I can't let myself get attached. I'm a vampire and you're a human. It's not the natural order of things. You're supposed to meet a nice, normal human, fall in love, have a family and die old in your sleep in your own bed. That's how people live. Not like this. Not like me."

"I don't care."

Pam leans forward tentatively and lightly presses her lips to his. She pulls back a little to see him concentrating. As wind blows, she sees Jim's eyes go all strange and his mouth open a little to expose his teeth. He moves his head away from her as not to scare her.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm not frightened."

"No," Jim says, his voice an octave lower than normal, "I can't show myself like this. I'm a monster."

"No, you're not. You're beautiful. Let me see you."

She touches his face and she slowly sees his teeth disappear and he opens his eyes. They lean towards each other again, lips meeting.

"We can't do this."

"Yes, we can. Trust yourself for once, Jim. Trust me."

They lean in again and their lips meet once more until things get more heated and he lays her back on the lounge, him laying on top of her. As she moves her face to nuzzle his neck, he is hit by her scent and he pulls away a little.

"What's wrong?"

"We have to take this slowly if I want to stay in control."

"Okay."

The kissing resumes and soon, they lay on the floor of her rented apartment catching their breath.

"See? Not so bad, huh?"

"You have no idea, but it had nothing to do with your scent."

"Jim, I've been thinking about this the past four months and I don't want to ruin a wonderful night, but I want you to do something for me."

"Sure. What is it?"

"I want you to change me."

"No. No. No. End of story. No."

"Why, Jim? I'm coming close to my 21st birthday and you're frozen at 20. I want to be with you and the only way I can truly be with you is if I am one of you."

"I would never inflict this on someone that had a choice."

"Then I don't have a choice. Do it. Or I'll find another vampire to do it for me. I'm not asking for anything else but to be like you so I can be with you forever. I know you want me to have a normal human life, but I have nothing left in it except for you."

"What do you mean, you'll find another vampire? I haven't come across one in like 3 years. We keep pretty much to ourselves. And what don't you have? You have a family that loves you, friends, a life you've spent 3 years at college building. Why throw that all away now?"

"I have no family, Jim. My mum died of breast cancer when I was 15, my dad went not too long after because he was broken hearted, and my sister died when she was 2 of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. Her death nearly killed my parents, but as it turned out, it wouldn't matter in the end. As for my friends, when I left for college, we all fell apart from each other. See now, Jim? The only thing I have left in my life worth living for, whether it be as a vampire or human, is you."

"Why are you so determined to become a monster like me? It is not as glamorous as the movies say it is. You have no idea what the process of changing is like. It is the most searing pain anyone could think of. It is like a million fiery knives are simultaneously stabbing you over and over and over until you feel no pain at all. And the pain as your heart takes its last human beat? Don't even get me started. But then you think it's over. But in truth it's only just begun. You have to live with a constant burning in your throat whenever you are anywhere remotely near mammal blood, whether it be human or an animal. You find it almost everywhere. It is not a solution to any of your problems. It only makes them a thousand times worse. Do you really want that?"

"Yes, I do. All that pain will be worth it when I see your face looking back at me and be able to do what we did tonight without causing you any pain. Do you know what it's like to look up at the man you love and he be in so much pain he can hardly think or enjoy what he's doing? Believe me, I know this will be all worth it when I can no longer cause you pain," Pam grabs Jim's face between her hands and stares him right in the eyes, "Please, Jim. Please."

They kiss again and Jim pulls away, his eyes slowly moving into their blood-seeking form once again.

"Are you ready? You can back out at any point…"

As his teeth appear, Pam answers with a determined tone, "Yes. I'm ready."

"Okay."

Jim nuzzles his mouth into her neck, focussing on the hottest part of her neck where the blood flows most freely and kisses it before he whispers a quiet, "I'm sorry." At that point, Jim bites into her warm neck, first stealing a quick taste before pumping his venom right into her bloodstream, as to limit the length of time she would be changing.