After that night we apparently were expected to the city’s vampire-quarters, and Daisea apparently liked to be there. I felt a bit jealous, but I started to get used to the vampires. Well, I still had to watch my back, because they still wanted to feed on me, but as long as I watched out, and kept close to Daisea I would be safe.
We sat in my bedroom that morning, the morning everything changed. I was just going to get some coffee for her, when suddenly I fell, and I didn’t stop falling. I fell through darkness, and light, through heat and cold, and I didn’t even think one single thought. I saw strange things rushing past me, I tried to grip after them, but they just slide through my fingers.
I could hear a voice, it was Daisea’s voice, and it was worried.
“wake up Doyle, please, wake up!”
I tried to open my eyes, I wanted to se her, but I couldn’t, so I tried to tell her I was awake, but all I could make was a low whisper. Apparently that was enough, I felt her soft hand on my forehead, and heard her whispering ask me to open my eyes. I tried again, and I could se a small string of light through my eyelashes. It took a while before I realized where I was, I wasn’t at home, that thing I knew immediately, and after a while I realized where I was. I was in a hospital bed. Why?
The doctors looked at me, and they looked quite serious. I was so scared that I didn’t even hear what they were saying, well, I mean I heard, but I just didn’t get it. I could hear the doctors tell me that I was dying, that I only had a one or two months left to live, maybe less. I just didn’t understand what he was saying, but I could se that Daisea did. And all I could feel was that I was sorry for her. It just wasn’t possible! It couldn’t be so! Not so soon.
She had promised me to stay with me forever, and now I was leaving!
We returned silently to our home, Daisea’s arm around my shoulders, I felt her shiver when I put my arm around her waist. I heard her tell me that everything was going to be alright. She told me she wouldn’t let me die, and that she didn’t want me to leave her so soon!
“I’ll figure something out,” she said,” I won’t let you die from me! It will freeze in hell before I let you go!”
I looked at her and smiled, she was so beautiful, but she didn’t understand, there was no chance I would survive. I told her that, and that I just wanted to be with her, and try to have some fun till my time was over. And she said she could understand that, even though I saw that she was angry.
And so past a month, when we were being together all the time, we actually even managed to be happy! But we both saw the changes; I was thinner than ever, and so tired. She could se how much I suffered, and I knew how much that tormented her. I grew more tired every day, and soon I couldn’t even go out, so we stayed inside, and just talked about us, life, death, and other things. One night when I was unusually tired she looked at me, and said
“Doyle, if you’re going to die this night I want to turn you into one of us please let me do it. I don’t want to loose you now.”
I looked at her.
“I don’t know,” I said. “I don’t know if I want to, I’m afraid of dying, but I’m afraid of being undead to.”
“please, at least think about it!” she said.
And I promised to do so.
But I didn’t die that night. I didn’t even die that week. I was alive, but so tired, and weak that I couldn’t even move from my bed. That week was last week, and today both Daisea and I know that it’s my last night. I will die tonight. She has been out for a while, but now I can hear her steps in the hallway. She is looking at me, with her beautiful eyes. And I can hear her voice.
“Will you let me?” is the only thing she says.
“yes, I will, but please be gentle.”
She smiles, I know exactly why, she has told me stories about being turned into one of them, and it didn’t sound at all pleasant.
“I will try” she says simply.
She kisses my lips, and suddenly I feel her teeth sinking into my throat. It hurts, but I will be able to be with her forever. Now I can feel the life disappear from me, suddenly she stops, looking a bit scared.
“sorry” she whispers.
She just looks at me, and I know what’s wrong. She took to much. I’m going to die. Totally, and I’ll never se her face again! I try to reach for her, and she bends over me, and I feel her lips gently kissing mine.
“sorry” she whispers again, as I slowly close my eyes and stops breathing.