I Will Love You . . . Always
Streaks of light melted off the moon, turning the world into a dream. The wind sang to her, pulling the tears from her rose-colored cheeks, as she sat, staring, thinking of the monster she was.
"Please, Carrie, please," Matthew said desperately, as he dared to move closer.
Carrie shook under the pressure of her hunger, her want. Please Matthew, please don't come any closer, I beg you, she thought to herself.
She could hear him. The soft shuffle of his feet over the dirt floor pulled at her senses, gnawed continuously at her hunger. Oh God, please! She mouthed silently, as more tears slid from her face. Save me from this monster I've become. But she knew that God wasn't listening. God no longer cared about someone like her and to tell the truth, she didn't blame him.
"All our lives we've lived on the streets in this pathetic town, scrounging for food, struggling just to see the sun rise. That is, until you got bitten! You could no longer go out in the day, instead you slept, which left me alone. You didn't have to worry about staying alive, you barely had to worry about anything. I want that Carrie. All these years we've been together, all the things I've done for you, and now I want something back . . . and you will not give it to me," Matthew said, anger washing upon his face as he paced across the floor.
"I want you to be happy, Matthew . . ."
"Then why, Carrie will you not do this one thing for me? This is all I ask of you!" he said impatiently, pulling his cloak around him more tightly.
"You don't understand what it's like, Matthew. You don't know the feeling of being . . . of being like this! A monster, a creature no longer loved by God. A creature of the dark. You can't even imagine the pain I feel when I look upon myself. I don't want this for you. Not because I don't love you! But because I do! I love you so much . . ." Carrie said sadly, knowing inside that Matthew had his mind set and nothing that she could say or do would ever change that. She shakily wiped the tears from her eyes, hearing the soft swish of his cloak as he came closer.
His soft fingers slid on to her bare shoulders, pulling her closer. Every muscle in her body tensed as she held herself back. The smell of his blood swam to her like waves of heat, hitting every part of her body.
"Why Matthew?" she cried softly, "You can't want this, you can't!" she said, raising her voice as she felt the monster clawing at her soul, tearing down the wall around her heart that she spent so many years building.
Matthew leaned in and Carrie could smell his blood. The sweet, tangy essence made her vision waver.
"I do want this Carrie, I want this more than anything in the world. I'm tired of starving every day, I'm tired of being treated like shit on the streets. I want respect, Carrie, I want to be feared . . . I want to live," he whispered softly in her ears, "And only you can give that to me," he said smiling, "Only you."
Tears fell, forming a pool of pain on the ground as Carrie turned to regard her friend, her only friend. She tried to hold on, wanted more than anything to not let herself go. To not become the monster that she hated so much. But she couldn't. The hunger overcame her as soon as she saw Matthew. It was no longer her friend standing there, it was her prey, her food. Matthew's heartbeat echoed in her ears, the steady pulse of blood was all that she heard. Carrie was gone. Now there was nothing but a creature of the night, a vampire.
Matthew smiled as he saw Carrie's teeth grow into a menacing grin. Saliva pulsed into its mouth, making its teeth shine in the moonlight. Its eyes turned to black. There were no pupils, just dead black like assassins in the shadows. Matthew smiled all the wider.
"Beautiful . . . you're beautiful Carrie. A creature of the night. A shadow among shadows," he said laughing, as he waited for the monster before him to give him what he wanted most.
The creature snarled and jumped towards him, curving its long fingers around Matthew's neck. Matthew pushed towards it, fear and joy rising as one before this semi-God. Matthew could feel the hot breath on his neck and it made him shudder. He kept his eyes open, wanting to see, wanting to know what it was to hunt, to taste, to feed. The teeth brushed against his neck and he pushed towards them hungrily. No pushing was needed however. The creature thrust forward, saliva dripping on to the soft flesh. The teeth pierced the neck like water and red blood poured. Matthew gasped at the pain, feeling the teeth brush against the bone inside his neck. He felt his blood rushing out, pouring out into the creature's mouth. He felt a blackness creep towards him, but he brushed it away. He wanted to feel this, to grasp it and hold on to it, for this was his new beginning.
The creature sucked the body dry in a matter of seconds, relishing in the tangy, sweet taste of fresh blood. Finished, it dropped the lifeless body to the floor. Matthew tried to escape the black, but it rushed up to meet him and he unwillingly gave in. His body and mind were simply too weak. The creature stumbled away, heading for the window, but suddenly collapsed.Tears slid down Carrie's face as she looked at the boy she loved. The boy who meant everything to her. He wanted it, she kept telling herself. She knew one day he would get what he wished for. That one day she would no longer be able to hold back. But at the same time she hated herself for it. In a way, she had killed the boy she loved. He was a monster now, like her, and she had to wonder to herself if she still loved him. She turned back to look at him and knelt down beside his lifeless body.
"I will love you," she whispered in his ear.
With that, she knelt down and gave him a kiss. A kiss which was stained blood red.
"Always . . ."