Authors note: Sorry, this is very short, but in my defence the last one was in fact two parts. Anyway hopefully a bigger chunk is coming next.
As I got out of the shower, I gracefully avoided the puddles of water. I was amazed at my strength, the sights, smells, everything distracted me.
I skipped to the lounge, curious, eager to see what life I ended.
I paused, hugging myself, guilty.
I'm a monster, I thought, but what kind of monster? Clearly I wasn't human.
I thought back to all the monsters I knew, and then a story came to mind…
Count Dracula: A vampire, drinks blood by night, sleeps by day.
I tried the word on my lips, "I'm a…vampire?"
Then I collapsed, gasping as images flew into my head, overlapping, flashing, wanting my attention.
A Tiny girl with cherubic face…red eyes…black eyes…golden eyes…a gravestone…a family…cold, ice, pale white…sparkling skin…
Then the images faded, to be replaced by a bar.
A man walks in, face hidden by his duster jacket, he sits in the nearest seat, he keeps to himself, alone in his own world. Then he raises his face from his jacket, a face full of pain and anguish. His skin is pale, blonde hair, red eyes.
Vampire…Jasper…My Jasper…
The vision fades, and I shakily stand up. "Jasper…?"
Darkness, everything is black, but then I see him, my angel, Jasper, he smiles at me.
"Alice," He croons, in a southern accent.
I blink, and I'm back in the woman's house.
In the space of a few minutes I found out my name, what I was, and possibly my true love.
"I need to find that bar," I mutter to myself. I floated to the door, opened it, saw the body again, and shuddered, a small trickle of blood flowed from her neck.
I missed a spot.
Unable to control myself, I kneeled down, scooping some of the blood up with my index finger. I lick the blood like a child with honey.
I stand, thinking, should I remove the evidence? I pick her up, cradling her in my arms, and look around for a place to bury her in. Then a brilliant thought comes to mind. The cemetery. No-one will look there.
Its night now, I wonder to myself, if I go out in sunlight…will I burn?
I race into the night, my new world of darkness and blood. A grim life, but at it could be worse.
