The beige gritty sand crumbles like liquid gold in-between my toes; I stare forlornly out to the stormy sea that acts as a ruptured mirror to my own emotions. As I lift my leg up and down, the miniature grains scatter in the wind, like my hopes and dreams of Michael and I. The strong waves crash together as they caress the rocks spraying an eruption of sea water repeatedly, the wondrous blue shimmering in the moonlight. As I inhale, the sea's entangling breeze fills up in my lungs. I look up at the sky, a dark beauty with the buckled stars glittering lucidly from even billions of miles away. The orbiting moon hovers like it has strings made from tungsten in its purest form attached to it in the twilight sky that is so inviting I could leave this beach and fly to those pulsing stars never to return. I hear the crunching footsteps colliding with the coarse sand; I whip my head around to that one person who I am craving to see but dreading the appearance of him.
It's Michael, the cold vast climate embracing him and his twirled ribbons of lustrous milky chocolate locks glistening in the pale light provided by the moon. Those eyes, so enticing as they shine out that colour of exotic blue behold my presence as he watches me looking at him with amazement.
"Michael, what are you doing here?" I ask taken aback that he has returned to greet me with his existence.
"To see you" Michael announces taking a seat next to me on the silken sand, his eyes not coursing away from my being "Sierra, I don't know what's happening to me and I admit it ok, it's scaring me to death knowing that what I turned into tonight could of killed you. I need you to know that I would never intentionally harm or frighten you" his eyes are clouding up with watery tears, allowing one to revolve down his cheek "Please Sierra, I need someone by my side. I want that someone to be you, I –"
Before Michael can continue, the noise of chanting motorcycles take over his words; out of the thin veil of fog the guys appear behaving like their usual buoyant selves, fuelling off the freedom I can never savour. They immediately start to wolf whistle at the first sight of Michael and I, Star and Laddie following behind like lost sheep with Star keeping a firm hand around Laddie.
"Well, well, well what's going on here? A little canoodling huh?" David badgers making kissing noises whilst pouting his lips trying to imitate us. Dwayne scowls at Michael with naked hatred vividly in his rich cocoa eyes. "Come on Michael, we've gotta show you something" David orders Michael, giving him a look that masters authority.
Michael arises from the sloughing rice like sand, assisting me up with his affectionate hands then dusting the leftover grains of sand that refused to leave the loose denim material that made his jeans. As he turns to leave giving me one last brisk smile, I wrap my arms around him.I can't leave him; he can't be alone during this oppressing time. Like Michael recalled, he needs me – and I need him. Michael snugly hugs me back like he doesn't want to ever depart from this embracement before angling his lips to interlock with mine.
"Coming Michael?" Dwayne spitefully spits another message of abomination in Michael's direction. Michael warmly smiles as if he was holding me in his arms all over again before running to catch up with the guys, leaving Star, Laddie and I.
"So you and Michael going steady now?" Star investigates knowingly smirking at me as we stroll around the dynamic arcade together whilst keeping a watchful eye on Laddie who is buzzing around like a bee on all the games that he has played many times previously; he enjoys them though and that's all the matters.
"Yeah, we are" I reply, grinning famously, my smile droops slightly when I think of the incident earlier "Star; I need to tell you something about Michael. You're gonna think I'm crazy though" Star lets out an amused giggle.
"I know you're crazy Sierra! Come on, I've known you since kindergarten. Now, tell me – what is it about Michael?" she laughs unaware of my words true intentions. She's going to think I should be locked up in a place for lunatics like I once thought Edgar and Alan should be. Edgar and Alan were right though, and I was wrong. I can't feel anything but shame, what would Delilah think? I can see her sitting up in the satin black sheets of the sky on a diamond star, disgraced and shaking her head in vexation that her own blood could have so little trust in her siblings that I had disapproved of for so long.
"I think Michael's a vampire, you see I was in the bath and he just came in and I saw his fangs. Star I saw –"I pause to examine Star's reaction. Her eyes reveal pure guilt, horror and sorrow. Her mouth is agape, abhorrence is written all over her face. Star's exquisite facial features start to disintegrate into a whimpering lip and puffy eyes created by the tears cascading down her cheeks.
"I'm so sorry Sierra; I tried to tell them... I tried to tell them not too but... but they wouldn't... wouldn't listen to me!" Star bawls through shortened breaths. Who are them? What did she try to tell these people? But what is she sorry about? I envelope her into a hug, Star throws her arms around me as she weeps loudly into my shoulder leaving moist patches on my bare shoulder.
"What is it Star? Tell me what's going on?" I ask confused, Star encourages her head to heave itself from my shoulder, her eyes flaming red from all the salty tears that have burned her.
"David... David and the others. They're vampires Sierra"
The magical fairground music goes straight past my head, my eyes widening feeling like an infinite amount of electric currents seized up in my blood flow. My heartbeat reaches the ultimate pace. Michael suddenly swims into my thoughts as quick as a diver jumping with talent off a diving board. He's with them!
"Michael's with them! Come on we need to get him now!" I bellow recklessly above the clamorous swarms of human activity, Star grabs Laddie by the hand and we sprint out the arcade together.
The heat drained out of my body as the frigid night air attracted to it, goosebumps emerge from my skin in an unsuccessful way to shield myself from the chilled winds that swayed in my direction. I couldn't believe it. David, Marko, Dwayne and Paul – the closest people to I had were untruthful to me. All those dark secrets that they had hidden from me were crawling out from the shadows. They were my saviours, but now they are my deceivers. Their love was all just lie that I was lured into like a fly in a caught in a spider's web, I now know that I will never escape from their trap of deception.
