Category : Stories

Sub Category : Thriller

When he knocked on Michael’s door, he expected him to be in bed.  Instead he found him shuttling around the darkened room. Only couple of night lights were making the room visible.
He was in his sleep outfit – black t-shirt and grey cotton pants. The bandage on his head had blood on his forehead, his jaw was purple. He was keep walking in sircle, which was not exactly a circle.
“Are you alright?”
Mike shakes his head.
“You better sit down…”
“I don’t want to sit.”
“Dude…”
“I will not sit…”
Alex made two big steps crossing the room, grabbed his shoulder and pulled his head back.
“Your eye is swelling, you have internal bleeding. Lay down or I will fucking make you!”
Mike mumbled something and against his will reached the high old bed with columns, laid on the edge and pulled the sheets over him, like he was ashamed someone to see him with his home clothes and in the bed.
“Why didn’t you take the jeep? What did you ever done outside alone?”
“This is my city.” said Michael unclear. “I live here. What’s the matter if I…’ 
He chocked and started couch, as he was about to throw up. He felt nausea.
“Lay and calm down.” 
Alex took his shoulders and turned him to lay on his back.
“Give me blood.”
“You will get better without blood.”
“Give be blood, and then kill me.”
Vampire took off his hands and his eyes opened wide.
“What are you saying?”
“I want you to kill me.”
“Mike, you are not stable…”
“I want you to kill me!” he cried loud. “I want you to turn me, right here and right now.”
Only one time Alex saw him in this condition, so weak and frightened, when he was about to lose his vision. Now he was shrinking under the sheets like a homeless wet cat, beaten, persecuted, without a home and a shelter.
“I don’t want to feel weak anymore. I don’t want to be a damn helpless child anymore!”
“You are not…”
“You don’t know everything about me” Michael told him. In his eyes there were tears of anger. “My entire life I depend on someone else. First it was my best friend, when he died, now is you. I am sick and tired of being  weak! I’m sick of it!
He started couch again and hide his face ashamed.
After a little he probably decided he needed air and uncovered his face. Raised a little and reached for the end table where he had water and painkillers. 
He took two more pills and swallowed them. 
“You overdosed. You will poison yourself.”
“You are right. I want not to feel pain anymore. Ever again.”
He spill the entire bottle at his hand, most of the small white tablets dropped on the ink blue blanket. He took them to his mouth, Alex knocked them out from his hand immediately.
“What is wrong with you?! You are acting like an idiot!”
“I want to die. I want you to turn me.”
“You are not hearing yourself.” 
Alex dropped his voice so other boys downstairs wouldn’t hear them fighting.
 “You have no fucking idea what is to be unable to replay. To stay there and can’t defend yourself…”
“I do have.” he said. “Those both, who attacked you, they are history already. They will never attack anybody again.”
“Someone else will.”
Mike was acting inadequate, aggressive, lost control of his emotions.
“Turn me. It’s all I’m asking for. I never asked anything from you, I  defended you so many times, and was on your side.”
“I will not turn you just because someone has beaten you.” Alex stand from his bed. “Learn to take the hit and be strong.”
“Oh you will educate me now? About life, maybe? How damn unfair it is and you can’t always get what you want? And how justice is not enough for everybody? Trust me, I’ve learned those lessons. I mastered them!” Both of them stayed, looking at each other at the dark.
““You will be like sheep among wolves.”Mathew, 10:16”
Alex shakes his head, not understanding.
“I 've never judged you for all these years,  because I was watching people, I justified your actions, not worst than those who were killing people for fun. I’ve met twisted minds that would make even you run away.
 “You want me to turn you into avenger.” quietly said Alex.
“I want you to give me a chance to protect myself, not to be eaten.”
 “Tomorrow you will think different and will hate me for your decision.”
“I’m thinking about this for years, Alex. I have no family, nobody will miss me…”
 “Oh, save me your heartfelt speech!” vampire cut him. “You will not have a chance for those, if I satisfy your wish. You will see none of the world, which isn’t mine anymore.
 “I saw enough” said Mike with disgust. 
Alex shakes his head. Mike rose a little at his bed and continued.
“Once I thought it’s from the company„ he started bitterly. “Then thought it is from the place. Now I know it’s me. I don’t want to live in fear anymore. I don’t want to meet psychopaths…” 
“Michael!”
Ice cold voice of Alex made him silence.
“I will not take your life and turn you. Not today, not ever. Forget about that.”
“You once offered me yourself” said Mike, being a stubborn.
“And you refused.”
“Now I’m asking you. Do you want me to kneel before you?”
He reached to remove the sheets and stand up, Alex raised his arm and hold him laid from a distance.
“Why are you taking me through this?” he asked, clenched teeth and shaking, trying to resist to the invisible hands holding him down.
“You would hate me.”
“I am not going to hate you…”
“You are not like me” told him Alex, still keeping him down in bed. “You have conscience, empathy, humanity. I don’t. It looks like I never knew those things.
“Oh, enough stupid excuses.”
Mike was struggling against him, his head was about to explode from the effort.
“I would not blame you for something I asked you for.”
 “You will” he told him and the tension weakened. “Not today, but after a few hundred years, when you realize about  every taken life, you would want never even started.
You would hate me for the violence you caused yourself, for the screams of people which faces you would never remember. For the sun that will burn your eyes. For the ones who will call you monster.
For every vanishing memory. For every drop of blood. I cannot take this.”
He looked at him.
“I can’t stand you to hate me till the end of my existence, knowing that the reason for all this is me.”