I just gaped at him, thinking it was all a sick, twisted joke, but his expression was completely serious, and honest.
‘What...do you mean?’ I finally spoke, my voice was dry and I felt sick and weak. How could they think I was dead?! I never even got to say goodbye to them!
'Wait a second, how long was I ‘asleep?’
A pause, then: 'a week or so.'
My stomach dropped. How would they know?
'I created your ‘death’ and they found your body. Your funeral wasn’t long after, and I retrieved you from your grave and brought you back here.'
He made it all sound oh so casual, I couldn’t speak; I just stood there shaking.
‘Alex,’ he implored. ‘I want to tell you everything, I DO, but I can’t!’ I couldn’t listen to him. I jerked my arm free and headed for the door. He tried to follow me but I turned round and unleashed the full force of my anger on him and he went flying backwards and smashed into the wall, brick and rubble crashing down on him. I didn’t check to see if he was alright. I was out the door, into the night air, running at a speed I never thought I could reach, not caring who saw me, with only one destination in mind: home.
Running at such high velocity, I never felt so alive! The wind whipped past my face, tangling through my hair; it was so fresh, such a relief. My legs never tired, I could run like this forever. Even the dull ache in my throat didn’t bother me as much. I wanted to run and run, but I couldn’t I had to get home. I had to make sure they were okay. I wasn’t sure exactly what I was going to say, I couldn’t just walk in and say, ‘Hi folks! I’m not really dead, I’m a vampire but hey ho, what’s for dinner?’
Slowing to a stop, I was at the top of Charles Road. My house was at the bottom, I could see the light from the living room. I was suddenly nervous about this whole idea; was it really wise to do this? I should just turn back now and...
Outside my window, peering inside the house I had lived in since childhood. There was nobody there. I frowned and headed down the side of the house, climbing with ease over the fence that separated the garden from the driveway. I don’t know what I planned to do; I just had to check that they were okay.
I crept up to the back door and my hand clutched at the handle. I gave a gentle push and the door swung open. I slowly entered, a part of me aware of what Micah had said earlier about vampires coming and going as they pleased.
I could hear voices as clear as a bell, coming from upstairs. I crossed through the living room, up the stairs ever so slowly, avoiding the creaky steps. I crossed the landing and stopped outside mum’s bedroom.
‘Yeah, I know it’s sad but I’ve gotten over it now, you know?’ Mum’s voice sounded. A pause. ‘I don’t know, but I feel better.’ It took me a while to figure out she was on the phone. And she was talking about me.
‘One day I woke up and...I don’t know Alison, it’s the weirdest thing, but I feel well.’ Her voice was happy, smiling. I didn’t know what to think. I was pleased my mum was coping well, but... am I just being selfish? Is it so wrong to want to be mourned? I don’t want to inflict pain on those I love, I should just be happy for them.
I tried to be satisfied as I headed slowly back down the stairs. They were okay. I couldn’t interfere anymore. My old life was officially over. I felt empty.
I didn’t want to go back to Micah’s place. I couldn’t face him, besides, I was free for now. I didn’t rush this time, I wandered through the park, the night air refreshing and invigorating me in ways I didn’t think possible.
I was thoughtful, reflecting on my old life and the implications my new one could cause when I caught scent of something mouth wateringly delicious . It smelt like mangos mixed with something flowery, blossoms perhaps? I was instantly drawn to it and before I could control myself I raced towards whatever it was that was captivating me. It wasn’t far off and before I knew it I was stalking a teenage boy walking by himself. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this, but regrettably I realised Micah was right, vampires couldn’t survive without human blood.
I was much lighter on my feet and this guy had headphones in anyway. I gave up trying to defy what I really was and sunk into a crouch. It was too easy. I was sailing through the air, and I decided to do this as painlessly and quickly as possible, when at the last minute the guy turned round and I found myself looking down into the shocked, brown eyes of Nate.