Later that night,
Jade and I went to hang out at the library. I hadn’t been to the Carleton Place
Library since I was about six or seven, so it was a whole new world to me. Jade
brought me here in an attempt to take my mind of to the situation hereafter
referred to as “The Alec Thing”, and it would have worked, except for the fact
that Alec seems to follow me everywhere. Including the Carleton Place Library.
“Hey.” I didn’t
even look behind me.
“Go away.”
“What’d I do?” I
turned around.
“You ruined me.”
“What?”
“Nothing. It
doesn’t matter.” I started to go find Jade.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.
Like I said, it doesn’t matter.”
“If you say so.” Jade whisked me away from
Alec.
“Can we go now?” I
asked.
“Sure as hell we
can.”
The next day, at
school, I couldn’t concentrate at all in class. Not through gym, science,
religion, art, lunch, or silent reading (during which I read a book about the
affects of smoking, and found out over 50 different poisons that can be found
in a cigarette). Finally, I decided just to ditch all together. I faked a
stomach ache so that I could go to the office, and then started for the door.
Ms. Dennis saw me and stopped me.
“Where do you
think you’re going?” she asked.
“office.”
“So the office is
outside now?”
“I called home. I
don’t feel well.” I lied.
“Then go wait in
the office.” When I got into the office, Tegan was there.
“Hey.” She said.
“Hi.” I replied,
not looking at her.
“I heard you’re
BFFs with the new girl now.”
“Uh huh.”
“Why haven’t you
talked to me lately?” she asked.
“I don’t know.
I’ve had a lot on my mind lately. What are you doing in here anyways?”
“Sean pulled a
prank and blamed me. Lets just say it involved three cans of silly string and a
confetti gun.” I laughed. Ms. Dennis stormed in, furious.
“I just called
your parents. Neither of them recall you calling home sick.” She said sternly.
I bolted for the door. Tegan, Jade (who saw me while getting a drink of water
from the fountain), and Ms. Dennis chased me outside.
“You’re not going
anywhere, Miss Gordon.” Ms. Dennis growled.
“What makes you
think you have any power over me?”
“I have the authority to suspend you.”
“And you think I
care?” I started walking towards the parking lot, but she followed me.
“What the hell do
you want?”
“Don’t you speak
to me that way.”
“Oh yeah? Watch me.” I was so mad that
my eyes darkened and my fangs emerged from my gums. I lunged for her neck
viciously, tearing open her throat. Tegan and Jade were speechless. I released
my school’s now dead staff member and watched in horror as her limp body fell
to the ground. I was so horrified at what I had done that I couldn’t think
straight.
“I-I-I’m sorry you
guys had to see that.” Tegan and Jade still said nothing. I heard footsteps
coming down the hall, panicked, and ran.
I ran right past
my house, Jade’s house, and all the way past my old house in Almonte. I just
kept running. Past the Mack’s Milk where Brianna McIntyre, the eighteen year
old mentioned in the paper, may or may not have been attacked. Past the library
that I owed tons of money in fines to. Past Roxy’s house and the Almonte High School. I stopped at Tegan’s house
and ran reflexively into the forest there, remembering that that was a place
where I had once felt happy. I found a spot where Tegan and I ate watermelon
one day during the summer after sixth grade, went down the steep hill that she
had warned me not to go down, and found a small pond where I washed the dried
blood off of my face. I went back up the hill and sat down. It was a beautiful
view of the forest. I lied down on the cool grass, curled up in a ball, and
began to cry.
I opened my eyes.
I must’ve fallen asleep; it was now twilight and the sun was setting. On the
horizon I saw that the sky was a radiant purple with tiny bits of red where the
sun was. If I’d remembered to get my cell phone out of my locker before I
ditched school and killed Ms. Dennis, I would have taken a picture. Remembering
what I’d done, I started to cry again. For that one moment, I hated myself and
what I was. I spotted a large, pointy branch that had fallen off of a tree and
was now lying dead on the forest floor. And I hated myself so much… I wouldn’t
feel this sadness and hatred anymore… I picked up the stick and pointed the
sharp end towards my chest. Was I really going to end my life here, in Tegan’s
backyard? If the last thing I saw was that beautiful sunset, then maybe now
would be an acceptable time to die. I closed my eyes. On the count of three. One, two...three. Just as I was about to
stake myself in the heart, the stick disappeared from my hands. I opened my
eyes and looked around.
“Who do you think
you are, Edward Cullen? A suicidal vampire? Really, Kieyra?”
I spun around.
Alec stood there, twirling my weapon of choice around in his hand.
“Jade told me what
happened.” He added, his voice a bit more sympathetic this time. The tears were
coming back.
“Are you okay?”
“That’s a stupid
question, of course I’m not.” I wept. He sat down on the grass and I sat next
to him.
“ I didn’t mean to
do it,” I said softly, “I swear I didn’t.”
“I know.” He said,
trying to comfort me as he locked his arms around me. I leaned my head on his
shoulder.
“I thought
vampires weren’t supposed to feel bad about stuff.” I said, sniffling.
“You don’t, until
you decide to feel emotion. And then you feel everything.”
“Why do you even
care?”
“What?”
“Why are you here?
You could have let me die.”
“We’re friends.
Friends care about friends. And if I can recall, this is the second time I’ve
saved your life.”
“Thanks for that.”
I’d never been this vulnerable around him before. I’d never cried in front
of…well…anyone…in a long time. It was actually kind of…nice, If I thought about
it. Nice to finally have a friend I could talk to. Nice to know that someone
actually cared. Nice to know that Alec, of all people, cared. And with that in
mind, I drifted off to sleep.
Wow, I certainly didn't see that coming! Talk about waking up your readers! Nice work.
ReplyDeleteThere was real humanity in how you described the scene following the big bite! I really felt the character'sfear, sadness, confusion, and despair over "the act".
I like how Alec keeps showing up to support Kieyra. He is a real friend.
Great work!!!!
what was it that you didn't see coming????????
ReplyDeleteI couldn't stop reading!!! You really conveyed the emotion that Kierya was feeling. I could really empathize with her. Great writing!!!!
ReplyDeleteAwesome job!!! I was shocked, terrified, sad, depressed and so much more all at once! You have a real gift that allows you to put your reader right there with the characters. I am impressed!!!
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