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Chapter 2
Marisia frustratingly only dreams about him once again. No matter how hard she tries she can't stop. A small part of her that she tries to desperately fight doesn't want to stop, wants to keep dreaming about his face, his smile, his laugh. But the rational part of her mind eventually wins, she forces herself awake breathing heavily.
What is wrong with me? He must be doing this! She thinks terrified and angry .Marisia jumps out of bed, determined to get this over with. She quickly dresses in her vampire hunter clothes, minus the boots; they would make too much noise. She creeps quietly through the hallway full of rooms were her roommates sleep holding the boots in one hand.
Marisia carefully maneuvers down the creaky stairs, strategically avoiding the loudest boards. She winces as the ancient front door groans on its rusty hinges as she opens it. She gently closes the door and it shuts with a soft click. She rapidly puts her boots on, and begins to walk quickly in the direction of the pier.
Right before Marisia reaches the pier, she abruptly turns left. She soon arrives at a rickety little dock and sits at its edge. She closes her eyes and relaxes as she listens to the water gently hitting the dock's worn and weathered sides. She's tempted to take her boots off and put her feet into the cool water but knows that's not practical. So she settles on swirling her hand through the icy water for a moment.
She pulls it out with reluctance after a minute, she has to be ready, and she knows he will arrive soon. She has no clue how, but he always seems to find her. Marisia sits back and waits patiently. Within minutes, she hears the quiet sound of footsteps approaching.
"How do you keep finding me?" She questions exasperated. He sits down beside her, his green eyes weary.
"It's a little secret that I am not willing to share." He replies his obvious exhaustion making his attempt at sounding joking weak.
"Are you ever going to tell me why you won't leave me alone?" He sighs.
"I don't know if you're ready to know that." He says suddenly quiet and serious.
"Well, then I suppose if you will not tell me, then I still have to kill you. Just to let you know, but I am way too tired to attempt that at the moment." He chuckles softly.
"I really like the way you say exactly what you mean, you don't hold anything back do you?"
"Not really, what's the point of hiding things? It just makes people upset when they find out. Which they always seem to. " Marisia replies flippantly. He laughs loudly this time.
"But what if the truth upsets people more than a lie?" He sounds genuinely curious.
"Well, at least they'll know the truth; the lie always ends up hurting them way more than the truth." He seems to consider this.
"Yes I suppose that is true, but a lie is sometimes a good way to have time to figure out how to say the truth." He responds slowly.
"Yeah, I guess, but I really hate it when people lie to me and assume I'm not mature enough or ready to handle the truth," She stares pointedly at him, he looks away. "You know you haven't even told me your name." He seems surprised at this.
"Oh yes, how could I have not told you that? My name is Haydn, and you are?" She thinks it's extremely ridiculous that her practical stalker didn't know her name.
"Marisia." She replied, attempting, but not succeeding to keep her voice void of emotion.
"Marisia," He tests the name, making Marisia shiver happily in spite of herself. Haydn breaks into a grin. "I like it."
"What do you want Haydn? Why are you really following me?" It felt so good to say his name! Stop it! She orders herself. He's evil! He looks away again.
"I-I can't tell you, not yet, or maybe not ever." Haydn sounds unsure, completely the opposite of how he usually sounds. Marisia stands up, frustrated.
"Fine don't tell me!" She snaps, beginning to walk back, he already knew where she lived; it didn't matter if he followed. She glances back once but he's gone of course.
She looks up at the sky and is surprised to see the sun already rising; thank God it was the weekend! She go's immediately back to the house and to her bedroom where she promptly falls asleep the instant her head hits the pillow.
Marisia wakes up feeling more tired than before, she examines her clock and the red numbers blare one p.m. She moans and rolls back over. Calvin was probably out doing something fun while Eve and Ashley shopped and Mark was doing who knows what and here she was sleeping.
She lies there another minute and then decides she might as well get up; she was never going to fall back asleep. Her phone beeps with one new message from Calvin, it's very brief just saying, Out till tonight. Great, well she didn't feel like doing anything but watching T.V today any way.
She shuffles to the kitchen and poured herself a bowl of Captain Crunch, not the berry kind, yuck, just the gold squares, and then she plops down on their old, sagging, worn couch in front of the one nice thing they had allowed themselves to buy, a flat screen T.V, something the boys had initiated was a necessity. Their parents had left them all immense fortunes, but they figured it was best not to spend it all since none of them planned on working in the near future, they needed money.
She flips it to a random action movie on HBO, but doesn't pay attention to it. She just lounges mindlessly eating her cereal, and of course thinks about him. What did he want? Why was he following her? Why couldn't he just leave her alone? The same inane questions that refused to leave her head.
Just kill him Marisia! She chastises herself. If he's dead it's over! You don't have to worry about it anymore, so kill him! He's just playing a game with you for his own twisted amusement! Just kill him! Marisia doesn't know if she can do it, for some reason she just couldn't! It had to be some new kind of mind control, there was no other reasonable explanation!
Next week, she would do it by then, if she didn't they would move to the suburbs of another city with a large vampire populace, and she'd never see him again, the others didn't even have to come, she would go alone, it was better for her to be alone, it had always been. She was saddened at the thought, she would miss this city, her friends, even the school, she hated to leave them all behind, but she knew it was necessary; they had been here too long. The vampires were catching on; they would soon completely vacate Chicago or find and annihilate them.
Marisia spends the majority of Saturday and Sunday planning where she will go. She finally decides on an area near Minneapolis, she knows the area well and maybe the school could use her, so she makes arrangements.
"What are you doing Marisia?" Calvin asks, suddenly appearing in her doorway on Sunday evening. She slams her laptop shut which she had been looking for apartments on.
"Calvin! You know I hate it when you do that!" She snaps. Calvin shrugs, unconcerned.
"Yeah, I, and I asked what are you doing?" Marisia sighs in frustration, she knows Calvin's just concerned; she would be too if he was acting as strange as she knew she was, but seriously couldn't she have some space?
"Nothing different than usual, do you want to check my laptop?"
"Yes, actually I do." Calvin replies coolly.
"That was sarcasm Calvin!" Marisia shouts angrily, hugging the laptop to her chest.
"You said you were doing 'nothing different than usual' on it, so why would it be a big deal if I saw it?" Calvin challenges. Whoa, he had totally caught her on that one. Maybe she should tell Calvin, let him come with her, he was just worried about her.
"Fine Calvin I'll tell you, but come in and shut the door!" He complies, and is sitting on her bed in a second. She frowns. "I really hate when you do that!" He grins at her.
"I know sorry, but why can't I take advantage of the one thing my father gave me?" He says ending the sentence surprisingly bitter. She gives Calvin a hug, and he stiffens but soon relaxes. "I don't know what I'd do without you Mar." He whispers. Calvin suddenly sits up, breaking the hug. "So," He continues clearing his throat. "What have you been up to?"
"I'm leaving Calvin, to Minneapolis we've grown too conspicuous here, we're going to get caught, or run out of vampires." His face is confused.
"We've only been here six months Mar, how conspicuous can we be?" She really doesn't want to tell him this.
"That vampire I talked to told me that vampires are starting to notice and uh, he kind of knows where we live." She finishes meekly. Calvin swears loudly.
"Seriously Marisia, you're just telling me this now? I thought you killed him."
"Oh yeah, I kind of lied," Calvin begins to rant again but she puts a hand up to stop him. "He has a new kind of mind control or something, and he just uses it on me to get me to have a conversation with him until he gets away." Calvin's expression tells her he knows she's lying.
"So we or at least I have to leave, are you coming or not?" Marisia ends, pretending not to notice.
"You know I'll always be there for you, no matter where you go," He says softly, letting it go. Marisia breathes a sigh of relief; she could always count on Calvin, no matter what she does.
"Thanks Calvin," She says gratefully. "I can always count on you," She gives him a brief hug, and then goes back to business. "I've found an apartment in a suburb of Minneapolis. Two bedroom." Calvin nods
"When are we leaving?"
"Friday, after everyone has left, Calvin you can't tell any of them. If you do, I'll just go somewhere else alone."
"I won't." He promises, and is gone in the blink of an eye.
"I hate when he does that!" She mumbles to herself, before crawling under the covers and promptly falling asleep.
Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! Blares Marisia's alarm. Beep! Beep! Beeeeeeeeeeeeep! "Ugh!" She moans, and slams the snooze button. The second she drifts back to sleep; it resumes its annoying call. Beep! Beep! Beeeeeeeeeeeep! "Fine I'm up!" She yells at the alarm, and switches it off. She slowly crawls out of bed, stretching and yawning.
She goes to take a shower, and the scalding hot water jerks her awake. "One week left," She whispers to herself in excitement. "One week till it's over." She blow dries her hair and dresses in skinny jeans, a long sleeved dark blue shirt and black Uggs. She decides to leave her hair down and races down stairs for her customary breakfast of a bowl of Captain Crunch.
She quickly devours the bowl, snatches up her purse, jacket, and book bag, and rushes out the door. It was a cool, early October day, with a steady breeze whipping her hair around. She decides to walk, it was pretty nice out, plus if she drove she would be way early.
She also needed time to think. God, she hoped when she went to Minneapolis with Calvin this would all stop, if the vampire followed her there she didn't know what she'd do. Maybe Calvin could kill him. For some reason that thought sickened her. Stupid mind control thingy! Why can't this just stop? Marisia thinks, on the verge of panic.
She too soon arrives at the school; Wright Community High to be exact. It's a pretty prestigious school for the area, really big, two stories and it almost takes up an entire block. They had all had to pay quite a lot to bribe the administration to allow them to attend. From the start, the students had all been frightened of them. A few had attempted conversation, but a glare or two had scared them away. No one messed with them, but no one included them. There were plenty of whispers and rumors spread daily; like they were in a cult, or fugitives from another country, or a gang. It was best that way; they were never anywhere long enough to get close to people.
The students mingling in front parted like the red sea when she began to walk towards the building. She glances around coolly and receives a few terrified stares, and more than several begin whispering. Marisia continues with her head held high, and glares at any one who dares to look at her. It wasn't safe or practical to have friends, not like she wanted any.
She sees Mark's small, black car pull into the parking lot, and he, Ashley, Eve, and Calvin step out laughing. She almost wishes she had ridden with them today; she won't have the opportunity much longer. She walks into the building to her locker and then to first hour, Geometry. Several minutes later the bell rang, and the class files in. She's in the back, at least five desks away from anyone.
She mindlessly sits through her first four classes listening to her teachers drone on and on about subjects she could care less about. When lunch time comes, she automatically walks to her normal table in the back by a huge window were she sits with her roommates. When she reaches the table though, conversation again stops, and Ashley and Eve look at her with anger and disdain. Mark shrugs, indifferent, but going with whatever Eve does and Calvin gives her a sympathetic smile.
"What's the matter guys?" Marisia demands, confused at their anger.
"Why would you want to sit with us?" Eve asks. "You've been ignoring us for days."
"Would you care to tell us why?" Mark asks, raising an eyebrow.
"I—I've been really distracted." Marisia stammers, completely baffled by this.
"Don't give us that bull shit," Eve snaps. "We're not stupid."
"Yeah, when you want to tell us what's going on, feel free to come back." Ashley says coolly.
"Fine, I guess I'll sit somewhere else." Marisia says stiffly, and spins around to find a new location to eat. She ends up in the library, which is completely empty, and in fact locked, but she manages to get in of course. She sits at a dusty table in the back, in case anyone looks in, and only turns on the small lamp sitting on the table.
She picks at the unappetizing mush the cafeteria had decided to serve today, which they claimed was mac and cheese, but was grayish and lumpy. She fights back the urge to cry, which she almost never does, trying, but not succeeding, to cheer herself up with the fact that this would soon be over, she would leave, and everything would be fine.
The bell rings, announcing the continuation of the long, monotonous school day, but Marisia ignores it. She'll just pay the teacher to not talk. She eventually goes back to class, and waits eagerly for the final bell.
Buzzzzzzzz! The bell screeches, and her classmates jump up, ignore the still talking teacher, and rush out the door. Marisia is soon swept into the sea of students, being pulled along wherever they go. Somehow, she ends up outside and despite the dark menacing sky above, she begins to walk back. What's the point of school when with my parent's money I won't have to work a day in my life? And even if I did, I would never stop hunting vampires till they are extinct. She thinks in frustration.
She continues the mile walk back fuming. Everyone hates me! That crazy vampire won't leave me alone, and despite the fact that I will never need it, I still have to go to school! Marisia pauses, she's acting totally unlike herself she was never this negative and upset. It must be the stress, yes it's just stress! She tries to desperately assure herself, though she knew something was horribly wrong.