My feet hit the ground so hard I can feel my skin split apart, letting the scarlet liquad flow out. I glance back to see if he is still there. I dont see any sign of him.
As i turn back around I see a black shodow coimg towards me. Fast.
I quicken my pace to where i cant see where im going. I put a little more space in between the showdow and me. However the showdow quickly recovers that pace and is now closer.
Think Kira. Think.
I look around to see if there is anything that could help me get him away from me. Just until I reach the house. Then i see a stick hanging on to its tree for deer life. Its not a long stick but it is short and stubby. And hard.
I leap up towards the stick and grab and run behind the tree. Since he is only a few steps behind me I have to do this fast. When he rounds the connor I swing the stick at him as if he is a baseball and I have the bat. He falls to the ground and has the wind knocked out of him. He wont stay down for long so i waste no time. Dropping the stick i run the fastest Ican towards the house.
Almost there. Just a few more steps til the house.
The house is within steps and I feel like i can make. Then my foot steps on darkness and I trip into a dark pit. I fall into a deep hopelessly pit.
But I was so close.
I hit the bottom with a hard thump. My head slams down on the rock hard bottom.
My head pounds as I stand. I look up and see that hole isnt as deep as i thought. I would try to climb out but my head hurts to much. I look around to see if anyone is there to help me out. Then i see him. His face hiden by the darkness of the night reviles a simle that is hard to forget.
" well, i see you have fallen into my trap. Im suproesed and that is very hard to do." A deep rich voice calls to me.
"Shut up Milo and help me out of this hole before i rip your head. And you know i can." I respone to his voice. I say it playfully but put a measingful tone in it.
"Gosh. Why do have to be so mean to me?" A long frim, muscle arm reaches down to me.
"Because", I add a little simle as I grab his hand," your my friend and this is friends treat friends"
All Milo can do is laugh. His laugh sounds rich and childish but strong and manly. He jerks me up and im face to face with him. The darkness leaves his face and i can see it clear as day. His defined facial features curve reviling purly white teeth. His ocean blue eyes shine with joy as he looks down at me. I rest my pound head agaist his chest laughing which makes it worst.
" So i guess you won." i finally say after i finish lauging.
"Yep. And guess age had worn you down. You use to be able to beat me bad. What happen"
" Well I've lived 6,000 years and you've only lived 4,000."
"True but at 6,000 years you still look good. Better than my mom when she was 40."
I hit him friendly in the chest but he caughes my fist. "Dont be mean to your mom. She did many things for you"
Milo's face falls when i say that and i immentialy try to aplogized but he beat before i could say anything.
"How could you say that?My own mother killed me and turned me into a stuipd vampire. i didnt even ask for this."
I wrap my arms around Milo and feel his chest fall and raise fast. " Im sorry."
"its ok." His chest begins to raise and fall normally,"let's just go eat"
I try to lighten the mode. i let a faint smile on my face,"i like that idea."
A little smiles cracks on the surface of his face. "ok. Since i won i get to feed first and i grt to figure out how we get in. And i say we play roles."
He knows i hate role playing. Ijust liking getting inside the house quickly and get it over and done with. He knows this too. I see the smile on his face. I dont agure with him because no matter what i say we will still do role playing. it is the rules.
"What do u have in mind?"
"Come here i have a really good plan. it is bound to work"
i step in closer and listen to his plan.
"Are you sure this is going to work" doudt fills my voice. I know that Milo is smart and all but i dout this plan will work. What if the person sees right through my desige? What if they dont let us in? what if....
" Yes im sure it will work. What man could restices you?" Milo says this with a smile as he looks me up and down.
"no. Many men would leave their wifves for you," He hesitates and lowers his voice, " i know i would"
ummmm.....Did he just say what i thought he said?
Milo sees me staring at him and quickly collects himself.
"Well, hurry up im straving." he adds a smile to it.
I walk up to the house and knock waiting forsomeone to answer. To my surpise a boy about in his mid twentys answers the door. i put on my best lost girl voice and look i can do.
"aloha. ummm I was out surfing," i point to where the waves crash meting the land," when my surf borad crash agaist a rock and broke. I swam to the closes land i saw. I was gong to call someone to come pick me but then i remembered i left my phone at the beach so i started walking. Then I saw your house and was wondering if i could use your phone."
The boy wasnt listening to one word I was saying for my sweet heart top cut deep and my shirt at the bottom was rip to show my tanned skinned stomach. He looked me up and down. He started at my jet black hair that was curly to make it look like i just swam. He then traveled down to my brown eyes that i had enlarge to make myself look scared. He stopped to take in my whole faceial features. My almond shaped eyes. I forced a smile to show him that i was friendly and harmless.
When he finally relizes that im done talking, he respones"A`ole pilikia." No problem.
"Mahalo nui loa." Thank you very much.
i slip past him and can hear his steady heart beat. He is very healty and i like that. The house is very nice and well kept. The decorations are very plan. Brown couches and sofas.A coffec table in between the couch and flat screen TV. The kitchen is very big that it takes up most of the first level. There is a island in the middle with a stive on it. The oven is on a countier that connects with three others. The one on the right holds the sink. The other one holds a bunch of paper and..... A phone.
"The phone is over there." The boy has small accent. One a normal human ear couldnt hear but i am no human. I am a 6000 year old vamipre and i am sorry that i met this boy. he really is cute. i will hate feeding on him.
i pretend to call someone but really listen to what the boy is doing. He moves the couches and chairs so that there is only one couch so we are forced to sit next to each other.
Tpical guys. i smile to myself.
I hang up the phone and slowly round the connor to where the one couch is. I settle down on the oppisite side of him. Putting my leg under my body, i tell the boy that i called my mom and my brother is coming to pick me up.
"so since im going to be here for a while..... What's your name?" i add a smile and show him my purly whites. It worked. I have him all soft now. Just the way I like them.
"My name is Beauregard but my friends call me Bo. What is your name?"
"My name is Aelan," I dont want to say my name because i dont know how tonight will end," Beaureard doesnt sound hawaiian. Where are you from"
"I am from French. My parnets and I moved here because French was too expisive ad my mom wanted to live in Hawaii so we moved here."
"Ok. Where are your parnets?" I wanted to know where his parnets where so could figure out a way to cover up and make it look like he ran away.
Bo rolls his eyes and looks like he is about tell a sad story.
"When my parnets and I moved here I was 9. THey always thought i was a disappament because I wasnt perfect. I wasnt smart. I wasnt alethic. I wasnt normal. I had a very wild imagition. I belived in most things people thought was crazy. So one day they told me they had to run a errand.They left food for me and I stayed here while they went out. I waited and waited for hours that turned into days.And days that turned into weeks. I soon relized that they had left me."
His touches me because his story sorta is like Milo's. Milo's dad left him and his crazy witch mom. Later on in life when Milo wanted to go find his mom but his mom wouldnt let him. He tried to leave and didnt. The last thing after that that he remembers is waking up on the floor. Alone. All he could think about was blood. His mom left him a note saying that this was the only way to kept him safe and alive. She turned him. He stayed in that house for a while until I found him with a gun in his mouth. I talked it out of his mouth and our long jounary together began.
Bo is looking at me and i start to fake cry. I need to be close to him for our plan to work. And my plan works. Bo quickly makes up the space between us. He holds me close to him and I cry on his sholder.
"Shhhh. Im sorry. I didnt mean to make you cry." Bo's voices hold compassion and now i dont want to go along with the plan.
"No. Im sorry."
"No its My fau...." My fists flashes out towards Bo's temple. He falls into my arms. I havent kill, yet. One tear rolls check. I really do hate feeding on such a kind boy. He is all alone. He doesnt desvert it. Why did I agree with Milo's plan? Why did..
"How did it go? Is he out?" Milo's head peaks around the conor similing. I didnt hear him answer.
"Dont." I stroke Bo"s soft blone hair one last time.Milo apraces and I roughly toss Bo's body to him and i walk away.
Milo looks puzzled and is about to say something but I sotp him.
"Dont pretend like everything with perfect. This is why I hate role playing. I always talk to the person and find out that they are friendly and did nothing wrong. But still we have to kill them. They have family and friends that will miss them and..." I cant contiune. I break down and i dont know why and how. Tears roll down my face and i cant stop them. Milo drops Bo and is by my side in seconds and holding me close just like Bo did.
"im sorry. I didnt know this is how you felt about it."
"Ya. Whatever." i dry my tears,"Lets just get this over with and go home."
Milo nods and picks up Bo. He is about to drink when Bo wakes up suddenly. His eyes are wide and bloodshot. His whole demeter has changed since when we first met.
"He was right. He was right about your kind. Vamipres are real." His eyes flicker between Milo and me.
"Who was right?" Milo's voice boomed with demand.
Bo looked at Milo as if he couldnt belive his eyes.
Milo stepped back and almost fell. I caught him as he was caughing himself. Milo stand up and looked Bo stright in the eyes. I could hear Bo's heart beat. It fsat. Too fast. If he didnt calm down he would die and our meal would be gone.
"Bo. Clam do..." I couldnt finsh. Milo riped Bo's head off and throw it alside. Bo's headless body fell to the ground.
Milo looked at me and saw that I was going to rip hios head off for killing our meal before we could feed.
"We have to go. I'll explain later." Milo's face is strong but I can see a worried look. He seees me staring at him and grads my wrist. I'm strong than Milo but i can't pry his fringers away from my wrists.
"We have to go. NOW!" His eyes are wild and this means he is serious.
We run out the