With bloodshot eyes I watch her sleeping. The warmth inside me slowly fading. I touch her neck, run my fingers down her spine. A smile plays on her lips, she wrinkles her nose and rolls over. I put my cool hand on her back, I must be colder than I thought because she squeaks in surprise. A thought runs through my head. Would she still love me if she knew what I am about to do? Probably not, but I hope she will understand and forgive me.
Gently I sit her up, facing away from me. Wrapping my arms around her, I brush the hair away from her throat. I kiss her neck and she starts wriggling. "Shhh," I whisper and she calms. I kiss her one last time, and sink my fangs into the side of her neck. I drink deeply, I can feel her heart racing with my own. The warmth flushes into me, almost painful.
When I let go I can feel her dying in my arms. Biting my own wrist, I thrust it bleeding into her mouth. "Drink," I say, willing her to live. Suddenly she latches on and begins to feed. It starts to hurt, I can hear our heartbeats pounding like drums. When I think she has had enough, I pull my arm away.
We lay together, hearts beating furiously. I feel weak and a little sick. I don't believe what I have just done. I have condemned the love of my life to an eternity of suffering. My mind reels in anxiety.
A hand slides across my chest, bursting my bubble of thought. I crash back into reality, as a glowing pair of the most beautiful green eyes rise to meet mine. I almost melt in relief when I see the love burning in the backs of them. I gaze back in adoration, as I think to myself, "I am so lucky to have someone like you in my life."
I am passing out on the floor of my study. How quickly a life so precious can be torn away. My body is struggling with some unseen demon. This new painkiller that I'm on has reduced me to a dependant, life-sucking leach, I am ashamed to be alive.
My cat comes and rests on my chest, making breathing impossible. My lungs rattle and heave as I try to draw each breath. My brain is not recieving enough oxygen and I can feel my body weakening. I can't draw enough air into my lungs to even cry for help. I can see a light under the door! But it's fading, now it has gone. It seems I am fated to pay for all the bad or irresponsible things I ever did, right here in this room.
This is what I deserve. For leaving my wife, my kids, abandoning my elderly parents, not showing for my brother's wedding, or his funeral a week later. I could blame it on the alcohol, as I was drunk every time these things happened. But I am only lying to myself.
My body has totally shut down now. I have no feeling in my arms or legs. I didn't even notice that my cat had started clawing at my chest. Blood is flowing down past my neck. My brain feels fuzzy and I think it's shutting down too. I thought I had my eyes shut, but when I try to open them I find I still can't see. There is a ringing in my ears and I can hear a slow, fading thumping noise that I think is my heart-beat. I feel floaty and dizzy like I'm spinning around. I'm falling in a bottomless pit. Forever a lost soul, destined never to find peace.
Part 1
A sunset over the ocean, I'm sitting on a cliff above the dunes. My heart pours out as the waves crash down on the sand. Tears slipping down my cheeks as a lone seagull cries out into the vast expanse of blue. No-one comes to comfort me, no-one even knows I'm here.Only the solitary rushing of the swell on the rocks below me.
I feel my heart being torn to shreds like the bushes whipped around in the oceanic breeze. I hear whistles and chortles of dolphins, unseen in the growing darkness, enjoying the freedom I long to feel again.
The dark envelops all, stars peeking out from behind the clouds. Not a sound is heard except for the waves caressing the beach. The moon is rising above the horizon, a gentle blue light adding a silver gleam to the water. Oh, how I wish to join those waves, sink into the depths of the sea. Oh, how my spirit longs to be free. If only I could go, leave all these sorrows behind me.
The tears are pouring down my face now as I remember,and as the salty bitterness hits my tongue a blade slides across my arm.
Now I am kneeling in the wet sand, the waves pulling and tugging at my clothes. My life is draining into the water and I feel numb. I can no longer see straight, lights are dancing in front of my eyes. I can hear voices--voices of the sea, it's calling to me. They're singing to my soul, and I am drifting away to join them.
Part 2
A dog runs along the beach, he chases some seagulls feasting on a leftover packet of chips, and drops into the sand, rolling over and over in a frenzy of excitement and joy. He stops, rolls onto his stomach and jumps up, swinging his head crazily as he lollops up to a girl sprawled in the sand.
Putting his cold nose on her face, he wonders why she doesn't get up. He licks her arm, tasting a bitter-sweet liquid that runs down into the water. Feeling a little lost as to what he should do, the dog lays down next to the girl, in an attempt to think. This does not work and he falls asleep straight away.
A while later the dog wakes to see the sun rising above the water. Remembering the girl, he turns to see if she has awoken. She hasn't and her skin is as cold and white as the sand she is resting on. He licks her on the nose one last time and trots off down the beach once more, frollocking in the water, chasing birds and racing the waves as they rush in and out.
COMMENTS
My god your writing's beautiful! You take me away with every word, your descriptions, your plot; everything jus captures me.
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heartache
14:18 Aug 03 2008
simply beautiful:)
luther
11:57 May 05 2009
very nice story wud like 2 hear sum more