and, thusly, this is the last chapter. there will be no more, highly unlikely there'll be a sequel, so don't ask. if i get bored, i may write one, but NOT upon request. anyway...
Smiling Shyly
chapter 4
And so it continues:
you continue to meet the blonde man
and feed on him,
and you slowly realize
that what you have is more than
a mere predator/prey relationship.
The change was so slow
and the results so uncommon
that neither of you noticed it.
But now, after many months,
you can't deny it anymore:
you have grown to love the blonde man,
and he, in return, you.
Your softly smiling face
compliments his harshly scowling one,
your personalities clash constantly.
He is a romance novelist,
though you'd never guess.
As often as possible,
he comes to the club where you play,
and you go home with him
where your tired voice is exhausted even more.
But now, after so many months of this,
it's beginning to take it's toll on him.
You feed on him so often now
that his body doesn't always have the time
to replenish the lost blood.
And you feel guilty
for slowly killing him
in such a way.
But if you try to bring it up,
he refuses to acknowledge it.
You worry now over his health;
he lives off of beer and cigarettes,
and you aren't helping.
The only way you can find to help him
he would never consider.
But at this rate,
he'll be dead within the month,
and you don't think you can handle
being alone like before.
Now that you've found someone you care about,
you'll do anything to keep him,
even if he becomes like you.
But with as many problems as this solves,
the feeding that has become
part of your lovemaking
would kill you
should you try it.
And in the end he makes the decision for you.
He gently takes your wrist
and slashes it;
but before it can really bleed,
he brings it to his mouth.
By this time you are too shocked to move,
and do nothing to resist
as he takes your blood
to save both your lives.
He knows that should he die,
you would find a way to die as well.
And with new-found vision
he looks at your
shyly smiling face
and answers with a smile of his own.
yea, it's done. don't cry, 'kay?