Again I repeat Disclaimer is at beginning of story.
This chapter sucks I will admit it to you but this was the best I could do I had a mental break, don't worry that's just for today! My next chap will be better.
Chapter 5:
I fell asleep that night and I dreamt about my lover, the lover who gave me those boxers. She was beautiful and had left me because of my everlasting youth… I loved her with all my heart. She left me with only a note and those shorts. She told me that she didn't want me to cry and that's why she bought me these shorts so that I wouldn't cry when I thought about her.
((A/N: I'd like to say this before I continue, I found out the actual story behind Gavner's boxers after I started this, so forgive me I already have an ending planned out and I know that it's not really what Darren Shan had in mind when he wrote it… but I'll try to fit in both… if you want to know the real story go to Darren Shan's UK site and click on extras and it's the one with read soon after Trials of Death on it))
I woke up crying beyond her wishes, I knew that she loved me but I also knew that I would never see her again. I knew I would lose her eventually and I would never blood her because I didn't want her to live the terrible life of a vampire. It would give her nightmares. I actually met her at the same time as Larten and I were running from those vampire hunters. I can still pick out the scar from the day I met her. Wow, I'm too lost in my thoughts.
I got out of bed and wiped my eyes.
It's OK Gavner, you're going to be fine… I thought to myself.
I heard a knock at my door.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Housekeeping!" Someone from outside said.
"Uh, one sec!" I replied getting dressed quickly, "Cumon in!"
"You're Gavner Purl right?" The woman asked.
"Uh yeah…" I replied.
"Um, here's your laundry and your complimentary loaf of bread for being such a good visitor at Vampire Mountain! Um, are you OK? You're looking a little red-eyed…" The woman said.
"Uh thanks for the uh… bread. Oh I'm fine just allergies that's all…" I retorted. I guess I said it a little to quickly.
"Uh OK then… well have a good night on the last day of the feast. I know I'm off duty but I figured since yours is the only one due. And I figured you might need the clothes…" She said sarcastically.
I laughed, "You're right I probably could use the clothes! Anyways I'll see you later; I need to get ready for the day ahead; it feels like its going to be long!"
I shut the door still laughing and then changed into the clean clothes she had just given me.
Now what's going to happen today? I thought.
When I walked through the halls I couldn't seem to find anyone, and when I saw the crowd of people surrounding the table in Kheldon Lurt I knew why.
"I can so drink more than you!" Vanez groaned.
"No way buddy you're going down!" Kurda laughed.
"I've almost had it!" One of my old tutors who was in this contest whined.
Kurda vs. Vanez? This is just too weird! I spotted a couple of my old friends and walked over to them.
"Hey guys how many have they drank?" I asked.
"About 15… and they're still going at it! I quit after 10!" My tutor yawned.
"Did everyone do this?" I wondered.
"Well Larten did but he's passed out, we carried him to his room… Seba didn't drink, but he's now making sure Larten doesn't make a mess of himself and obviously Darren and Harkat didn't just because they're not that kind of people. Also a bunch of arrogant young vampires who were drunk after 2 beers. Little do they know vampire beer is richer than human beer," he replied.
"Stupid young people, even I knew that when I was younger," I snickered.
"Hey they're counting down lets listen up!"
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"Oh Kurda's knocked out… poor kid… out cold!" I said walking over to Kurda and lifting him by his shoulders.
Normally I would've asked Vanez to help, but well he was having too much fun dancing around, smashing into tables and well being drunk… he would probably pass out from being hit on the head with a glass.
"Cumon Kurda at least try and move your legs!" I whispered putting him lightly on the ground and dragging him by his hands. My arms were aching for an unknown reason, probably from hitting things in my coffin. Though there's not much to hit yourself on in a coffin.
"Did I win?" he moaned.
"Nope but you were close, don't worry Vanez always wins, second's amazing! It beats your 10th place from last year!"
"Yeah I got last, last year!" Kurda laughed.
I pulled him down to his room which was on the other side of the mountain which sucks when you're dragging a drunk person who keeps saying utter rubbish like:
"You know girls are like stupid yeah know? They always just leave you when you least expect it!"
This was when it occurred to me that Kurda was drinking his sorrows away. He probably just broke up with some girl that he loved. Though I wasn't aware that he had a mate, but hearing him talk about this made my stomach hurt. I knew I wasn't sick, it was all in my head, but I had a love as well who broke my heart. So hearing him talk about that, just made my stomach turn.
"Don't worry about it Kurda…"
"You know Gavvie? You seem down today anything buggin' you?"
"Gavvie? Um I'm fine really…"
"I've heard that one before! Fine feh, yeah like I'm fine! That's a good one! That's a good one!"
I was aware that he had repeated himself, and I was aware that he could hurl any second and that he could hurl onto me because of how far back his head was. I was lucky that his room was only 3 steps away.
"Gavner?"
"Yes?"
"I think I'm gonna… blah!"
And so he barfed on me, all on my nice clean clothes.
"KURDA!"
"S-Sorry…"
I laid him on his bed and walked out of the room.
"Some friendly advice buddy, if you can't hold your alcohol don't drink… this is disgusting… EW!"
Well as I walked through the halls I reeked of throw up, them housekeeper from earlier came up to me.
"I told you your eyes were red but you don't listen to me and now you've vomited on yourself!"
I laughed, "Yeah I should've listened to you!"
Right when she left I mumbled, "Kurda and his weak stomach…"
Now this was a fun way to start the last day of the Feast of the Undead.
well R&R and sorry for the crappy chappy... hey that rhymes...
