Vamp Wars: Chapter 5,6,7,8and 9

 

               Chapter 5

 Alex helped me up with his ‘macho vampire strength.’ I’ve read that vampires were the strongest of the undead and could crush a bone with no problem. Darkness had by this time completely fallen and it was getting chilly. I guess that’s why Alex put his arm around me, with me being in my short short cheerleading skirt and my no sleeve cheerleading shirt. We started walking with no conversation passing gravestones of all types of people, but after a few minutes I stopped. “Alex, aren’t any of the other vampires going to notice that I’m not one of you?” He nodded. “Yeah, it may occur, but how to make them believe?”

 

      While Alex was thinking of an idea, I grabbed my bag and took out a pair of scissors. “What are you doing with that Anastasia? Hopefully not………..” I cut him off. “I have a plan and yes, I think it’s what you think I’m doing. How far do vampires bite in a persons neck?”

                 “I don’t think you should do that.” I put my hand up to tell him to stop talking. “I know, but it’s the only way. It will hurt a lot too but I’m already pale and all I need is something that looks like bite marks.” Alex shook his head. “It’s really not a good idea. You’ll bleed a lot.”

                    

          “Fine! If all you care about is the blood, lick it up!” I threw the scissors at him and stormed away. I didn’t understand why he would not let me cut his thinking short. I mean, thing have happened that made me cut all over the place. He didn’t know me. He knew the girl he dated a year ago before he died. He didn’t know that after he died, my life became other people’s life. He would never understand me and he knew it. He of course followed me; one reason was because, on Mama’s orders, he was to be my friendly stalker, and two, because he really did care about me.

     I turned around to tell him to stop following me, but then I looked into his eyes and saw more than sorrow about what I did. He was also carrying the scissors. “What do you want me to do with these?” He asked. I shrugged. “Whatever. Do what you feel like doing.”

              “Do you really want to do this?” Alex asked. I shook my head ‘yes.’ He hugged me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. He then gently turned my head to my neck. I felt a shiver down my spine, but I knew it had to be done. Between his sobbing, Alex made the scissors equal with his fangs, took a deep breath and plunged the scissors in my neck as hard {yet as gently} as possible. I think he was thinking that if he did it softer it would hurt less.

 

Chapter 6  

                    Tears streamed down both my face and Alex’s face as he pulled the scissors out of me. I fell, being weak at just feeling my blood, but Alex caught me just before I hit the ground. I put my hand where the holes were punctured. They were pouring much more blood than we had expected. I have always hated the touch and sight of blood.      Especially if it’s my own. Alex put me on the ground, moved my hand and   put his two first fingers to replace mine. Once in a while he took them off to lick the blood clean, but for the most part he held on for ten something minutes.

                  When the blood flow lessened, I looked up at Alex who was crying a bit and said the two most used words in my language to him. “I’m sorry Alex. Don’t cry.” I stood up. “See, I’m fine. No worries.” Alex hugged me for a few minutes. Then we went on walking.

                   “Alex, exactly where are we going?” I asked. “We are going to the little cottage that I live in. Yes I do live in a coffin though.” I nodded and just kept walking without words. The two of us walked for about four miles when we got out of the cemetery. Finally we did come to a cozy little cottage.

          When I walked in, I saw a table with some chairs, a chest, a huge coffin and some dimly lit lanterns. Alex closed the door and came up next to me. “Wow Alex, this place is wonderful.”

          Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Alex went over to a little trap door and opened it. “Come in here Ana.” He whispered. I walked over and he helped me in to the little hidden spot. I was very crowded. It was really hard to breathe. I was lying on my side curled with my knees hurtingly against my chest.

               Chapter 7

               I heard Alex open the door and a recognizable voice to follow Alex’s greeting. “Hey Briana. I was…..uh just about to, um, get to the coffin, so if you don’t mind……..” Briana must have punched the door to stay open. “Alex, did I just see you with someone?” She asked. “Briana,” Alex said, “Your crazy.”

            “Oh really? Are you still lonely and trying to find a girl to replace Anastasia Maria? Well, I can tell you one thing! That girl is a s**t who wont let you go! She has three to four pictures of you on each of her binders at school, in her locker, on her locker and even a tiny memorial spot in her room! You should see what her life is made to now! I HATE her! Soon I am going to bite her and everyone who is on my side is going to get a piece of her! Do you want to come?”

             Alex sounded as if he were to explode. “YOU DON’T TOUCH HER, OR I WILL MAKE SURE YOU DON’T WAKE UP ANOTHER NIGHT! SHE TRUSTS YOU AND YOU BETRAY HER, THEN YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU HAVE HEARD ABOUT! I THINK YOU ARE THE MOST DESCUSTING THING ON THIS PLANET! I WOULD NEVER HELP YOU HARM THE MOST BEST AND BEAUTIFUL GIRL IN THE WORLD! I DESPISE YOU!!!!!!!”

         Briana made a tiny giggle. “Are you going to try to do everything like her? Love animals, hate war and become a ‘vegetarian’? You better not. You’ll starve.” Alex got real angry, because I heard a smack, the door slam close and the door lock.

              He came over and helped me out of the trap door thingy and gave me a nice warm hug. He probably knew that after what I heard Briana say about me, I needed one. And I really did. I thought that after everything she did to me, she was my friend. I guessed that I was wrong.

                “Alex, everything she said was true. I do have a bunch of pictures everywhere of you and talk about you and worry about you all the time. At school, I just missed you and wanted you back. No one at school liked me as much as you did. Heck, nobody knew I was upset. Everyone though that because I was a cheerleader that I was automatically happy. Nobody understood me as much as you.”

             He lifted my head. “That’s why you never took another boyfriend. You know what, I do understand you. I would have done the same thing if you had died. It’s very easy for me to understand you. I talked of you nonstop to my friends… here. They are getting sick and tired though.” We sat at the little table and talked about how we would live.

             “Are you going to finish school? I know you’re under a lot of pressure and you can’t do cheerleading unless you attend school daily. I would hate to see your dreams of becoming a professional cheerleader crash and burn.” I shook my head. “No, there’s no point. The first sight of me would cause a riot. Everyone already thinks I killed Mama and went crazy. They’d arrest me and put me in an asylum for sure . Plus, if I did go to school, I would have to deal with Briana and I would not be able to see you. I would hate that. No, I’ll just hang with you here nightly.”

          Alex nodded his head in agreement. “You’re completely right. You would also be in danger to whoever is going around waiting for you so they can capture, and kill, you. So, as you know you mom wants you to stay here…” I laughed and shook my head at him. “You could never play the part of a business man. Listen, I can sleep on the floor and tomorrow night I can see if I could go shopping. Some type of vegetable for me and something that used to be an animal that has blood all over it for you. If I can stand to touch it.”  

           “That’s alright with me Anastasia, but I don’t want to put you on the floor. I’ve known you for so long, it just wouldn’t seem right.” He looked at me. “Are you all right, Ana? You’ve stayed up all morning and just about all night! You must be very exhausted!”

               My eyes were getting all droopy. Alex was right. I was very tired. I was so tired that my only response was “mhm.” I put my head on the table; expecting Alex to just let me fall asleep there. Instead he picked me up, carried me half way across the room and put me in a box with him lying right next to me. I then realized where he had put me. I was in the coffin with him. I guess he was tired too.

                Chapter 8

                          I don’t know how long I slept, but it was way longer than Alex, because he was up already. I felt for something to help me open the coffin. Finally I slid the lid open and there was Alex at the table.

            “Good morning Sleepyhead.” He said gently. He was always gentle with me. “What is the time Alex? Are you usually up at this time?” Alex shrugged and walked over to me. He looked at me in the eyes, leaned forwards and bit me in the neck as hard as possible.

                I woke up screaming, bumping my head on the top of the coffin. I was all sweaty and shaky, barley breathing, afraid of what happened. The worst was, I woke Alex with my scream.

             “Ana, are you alright? What happened?” My heart was thumping so hard about the frightening nightmare that along with me not being able to breath, I couldn’t speak either.

                   Alex was as though reading my mind and noticed that I was shaking, because he took me in his arms and rocked me back and forth in the coffin, playing with my hair repeating “It’s alright, I would never hurt you. Shhhhhh. Try to go back to sleep. Everything will be fine Ana. I would never hurt you on purpose.” He repeated this all day until I got to sleep, but even then he would not let me go.

 

                     

         Alex woke me up many hours later, telling me this was about the time he got up. He climbed out first and then helped me out. “I think I’ll go to the store now, before it gets too, late.” I said. Alex took me to the small chest and opened it. There was a very thin, black dress with a straight, black haired wig so that no one could notice I was Anastasia.

           I put the wig on and took my cheerleading outfit off to put the dress on. “What is on your back Ana?” Alex asked me, pointing at scars on my back. I didn’t want to tell him the truth. “It must be from all the falls, I didn’t recognize them.” I quickly put the dress on. It made me look like Mortisha from The Adams Family.

           Alex came over and gave me a kiss. “You are so cute in that Ana.” I hugged him. I never realized how much I really missed him until that point. “So, what do you want me to get you Alex? Please don’t make it too bloody.”

                  “How about a squirrel?” He joked. I shook my head. “I would NEVER SACRIFICE an animal. It’s too against what I do and what my believes are.”

                    “How about some normal, plain meat then?” I nodded. “Surely that would do wonderful Alex. What time is it, so I known what store to head to? Some of them close at eight.” Alex looked at his black and white watch. “It’s around nine thirty. Do you want me to go with you? It would be no problem at all.”

                       I grabbed my bag, {I carry that bag everywhere although I’m only a quarter of Italian. It has my fighting tools in it.} And shook my head. “No Alex, it’s ok, really. I think I can walk through a graveyard {cemetery if you prefer} by myself. But thanks anyway.”

                 CHAPTER NINE

                  As I walked through the cemetery, I saw many different groups of vampires gathered around either animals or people, drinking their blood, but leaving nothing left. To me it was a gross and sickening sight. A sight I couldn’t stand.

                 I got to the most famous store in town, {The Always Open Store. How convenient!} And got Alex some meat. {Ewwwwww} I only got some carrots for me, {and black hair dye so I didn’t have to wear the wig,} and walked back to Alex’s place very quickly.

      I walked through the cemetery gates very quietly, though I did hear something from behind me. I turned around and saw absolutely nothing though, but I turned back around, and there in front of me stood a tall dark figure.

         The figure started to attack me, making me drop all of my stuff even my fighting bag. I tried pushing the whatever it was off of me, but it just wouldn’t let go. The two of us rolled down a huge hill, still clutching each other. It started to rip at my skin, making me bleed like crazy {Yes, even if someone pokes me lightly with his or her fingernail I bleed. I have gentle skin.}

             I threw the figure off of me, grabbed the shopping bag and my Italian fighting bag, and ran as fast as I could {this was fast, because I usually joined track} all the way to Alex’s place.

Author's Note

I know its a bit much....sorry....