Cheza just points in my direction.
“Shit! I’m sorry Cole; it was just a stupid, careless joke! I don’t truly think you would hurt me!” Tia says.
“It’s alright. Let’s get to work!” I say while standing up, feeling like I’m using only five percent of my lung capacity.
“No…we’re done for today.” Cheza quietly says.
“Come now Chezarei; you heard what Cole just said.” Tia says.
“YEAH , I DID! BUT YOU DIDN’T JUST FEEL HIM TIA!” Cheza screams, grabs my hand, and pulls me up the stairs and into my room before I can protest. She slams my door shut behind us and pushes me onto my bed (which is much comfier with the new, not-splattered-with-vampire-brains mattress). I scoot up so my head is on my pillow while Cheza throws herself into my left side. I wrap my left arm around her and set my hand on her hip as I use my right hand to brush away a tear that was rolling from her left eye and onto her nose.
“I’m fine Cheza,” I tell her trying to sound as convincing as possible and hoping my emotions follow suit.
“No, you aren’t Cole. It’s no use trying to lie to me when I can feel how badly that hurt you…” Cheza says while turning her face down towards my shirt so I wouldn’t see her crying.
“You feel so empty…it hurts me to be connected with you when you feel like this. I want to fill this void but I don’t know—” Cheza says, choking up while muffled by my dampened shirt. After she breathes a few times, she turns her head and looks up at me. “Tell me what I can do to make you stop feeling so hollow…”
I bend my head down and kiss her forehead. “Just you laying here is enough.” I say and then I shut my eyes for a while.
…
A long while apparently because when I wake up, it’s dark outside and Cheza is no longer beside me. It feels kind of cold…I get out of bed and walk into the kitchen, only to find that no one is home. I hear a voice coming from down Sara and Tia’s hall.
“Yes…According to the reports, it sounds like he is starting to get pleasure from it…Yes, I think that it’s possibly that he’s being influenced…” Sara says. I try to pick up the voice of the other person, but no matter how hard I push, I can’t hear the speaker of the phone.
“They seem closer now…Yes…Yes, it does seem that he finally came to his senses…I think that influence is also a possibility in this as well…No, it sounds like they are headed to Greenland next…” My mind flashes back to The Kahala hotel. How had the were-sharks and/or Kamohoali’i known where we were? Oh Sara, don’t tell me that you…I need to find out who she is talking to!
(Knives on the rack. Ask while holding it to her neck to frighten the truth from her)
I grab a medium size d chef’s knife from the magnetic rack on the wall and walk silently down the hall.
“I a gree; it still isn’t time yet…”
I’ll wait until she gets off of the phone, and I’ll knock on her door.
“Yes, I’ll keep you updated…”
When she opens the door, I’ll quickly pull the blade up to the left side of her neck.
“Alright, the others will be home soon and Cole will be awake…”
I’ll press the blade in hard enough to draw blood to exemplify my seriousness.
“I really have to go start dinner now…”
Once I have the information that I need, I’ll quickly slice through her jugular.
“Okay…I love you too, bye.” Sara says and ends the call as I hear my phone start to ring in my bedroom.
What was I just about to do? Was I going to kill Sara? Did I really just imagine myself sliding this knife through Sara’s throat? I imagine her horrified expression, the same one she had when she saw what I did to Illapa’s vampires, permanently frozen on her face with her death.
The gravity of what I almost did hits me and I take off in a full speed sprint to my bathroom. I throw the door open, go past the cabinet sink on the right, and turn right while dropping to my knees. I’m able
“Shit! I’m sorry Cole; it was just a stupid, careless joke! I don’t truly think you would hurt me!” Tia says.
“It’s alright. Let’s get to work!” I say while standing up, feeling like I’m using only five percent of my lung capacity.
“No…we’re done for today.” Cheza quietly says.
“Come now Chezarei; you heard what Cole just said.” Tia says.
“YEAH , I DID! BUT YOU DIDN’T JUST FEEL HIM TIA!” Cheza screams, grabs my hand, and pulls me up the stairs and into my room before I can protest. She slams my door shut behind us and pushes me onto my bed (which is much comfier with the new, not-splattered-with-vampire-brains mattress). I scoot up so my head is on my pillow while Cheza throws herself into my left side. I wrap my left arm around her and set my hand on her hip as I use my right hand to brush away a tear that was rolling from her left eye and onto her nose.
“I’m fine Cheza,” I tell her trying to sound as convincing as possible and hoping my emotions follow suit.
“No, you aren’t Cole. It’s no use trying to lie to me when I can feel how badly that hurt you…” Cheza says while turning her face down towards my shirt so I wouldn’t see her crying.
“You feel so empty…it hurts me to be connected with you when you feel like this. I want to fill this void but I don’t know—” Cheza says, choking up while muffled by my dampened shirt. After she breathes a few times, she turns her head and looks up at me. “Tell me what I can do to make you stop feeling so hollow…”
I bend my head down and kiss her forehead. “Just you laying here is enough.” I say and then I shut my eyes for a while.
…
A long while apparently because when I wake up, it’s dark outside and Cheza is no longer beside me. It feels kind of cold…I get out of bed and walk into the kitchen, only to find that no one is home. I hear a voice coming from down Sara and Tia’s hall.
“Yes…According to the reports, it sounds like he is starting to get pleasure from it…Yes, I think that it’s possibly that he’s being influenced…” Sara says. I try to pick up the voice of the other person, but no matter how hard I push, I can’t hear the speaker of the phone.
“They seem closer now…Yes…Yes, it does seem that he finally came to his senses…I think that influence is also a possibility in this as well…No, it sounds like they are headed to Greenland next…” My mind flashes back to The Kahala hotel. How had the were-sharks and/or Kamohoali’i known where we were? Oh Sara, don’t tell me that you…I need to find out who she is talking to!
(Knives on the rack. Ask while holding it to her neck to frighten the truth from her)
I grab a medium size d chef’s knife from the magnetic rack on the wall and walk silently down the hall.
“I a gree; it still isn’t time yet…”
I’ll wait until she gets off of the phone, and I’ll knock on her door.
“Yes, I’ll keep you updated…”
When she opens the door, I’ll quickly pull the blade up to the left side of her neck.
“Alright, the others will be home soon and Cole will be awake…”
I’ll press the blade in hard enough to draw blood to exemplify my seriousness.
“I really have to go start dinner now…”
Once I have the information that I need, I’ll quickly slice through her jugular.
“Okay…I love you too, bye.” Sara says and ends the call as I hear my phone start to ring in my bedroom.
What was I just about to do? Was I going to kill Sara? Did I really just imagine myself sliding this knife through Sara’s throat? I imagine her horrified expression, the same one she had when she saw what I did to Illapa’s vampires, permanently frozen on her face with her death.
The gravity of what I almost did hits me and I take off in a full speed sprint to my bathroom. I throw the door open, go past the cabinet sink on the right, and turn right while dropping to my knees. I’m able
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