Chapter 10: Catch the Falling Sky
My expression relaxed and I stopped struggling with the chains.
"Why didn't you say anything before?"
"I thought...well I thought this time might be different. That I might be able to try again. I was wrong."
I mused over this. So David had lost a loved one, was that it?
"Yes, that's...that's what happened. Do not ask. I will not be providing answers."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I never understood why humans feel the need to apologise for something which was not their doing. If anything, I should be apologising to you."
"I forgive you." I had not anticipated being so ready to excuse his actions. But it pained me to imagine staying like this, cold-hearted. Vampires may not have beating hearts but I intended to do everything in my power to remain with some compassion.
David looked at me again but his expression was unreadable.
"Enough."
Bemused, I stared at him, silently demanding an explanation.
"It is time. It is time for you to make your first kill."
I blanched. Of course this was expected of me but I wasn't ready! What I had thought earlier, still remained true, I definitely wasn't mentally prepared. I didn't know how to even begin to say goodbye to what was left of my human life.
"It's easy." David stated.
"Maybe for you....." I grumbled. I couldn't believe I was discussing this so calmly: I was contemplating murder!
"It isn't murder."
"What do you call it then?" I shot back, irritation seeping into my voice. Despite my efforts to put him off, David would not surrender to my unspoken pleas.
"It isn't murder," he repeated, "the definition of murder is for one human to kill another. We are not human."
Well, I couldn't think of an argument to counter that, his predicament was water-tight, as far as I could see.
"Well its...its....oh I don't know!" I was very fractious now. David looked smug, as my shoulders slackened and I admitted defeat.
"And it isn't like you never ate animals before, that's all humans are to us, animals."
I glowered at him, "I'm a vegetarian."
David did not look even remotely abashed;
"Well it's time to break that inclination."