1881 An ending, a beggining
My dead blood boils, the audacity of her selfish needs, feigning ignorance, denying my monstrous plight. But tonight she has learned the truth. She, looking so innocent, demure, questioning with grace! There is no grace, damn the falsity of grace upon the dead god of last years dream.
Placing my hand over her mouth, savagely ripping her dress, throwing her on the floor; taking her like the demon I am, without care, without shame. Ah the look upon her innocence, when my dead loins entered her hot pulsing nethers; the look of fear! Yes my love and afraid you should be, my teeth sinking into your lip; teasing my thirst with paltry drops of life. Bite after bite, drinking your existence slowly, punishing you for your loyalty, restricting your choice, you have no choice.
I could smell her humanity, the pulse of her living vein, begging me to destroy it, daring me to end the commonplace, tempting me to add a notch to the belt of the undead. Oh, how you struggled at the moment of true knowledge; I wanted to laugh but the deed was at hand and so be it. My teeth finding your avalanche of verve, pouring into my mouth, hot, wet, salty and thick, taking me farther into the abyss of damnation, taking you with me, forever a slave to darkness; welcome to the darkness my love, welcome to hell!
I stood over your body, watching and waiting, more then content to let you slip into the light of peace, a tragic ending, but not to be damned. But your eyes in that last moment pleaded with me, so foolish, so contemptuous as to plead for an eternal hell. A moment of weakness upon me; sneaking up, whispering the advent of eternity alone; a single thought to change the course. No! I cannot, will not, slicing my own white feverish wrist, her blood soaring and taking me to that place of complete satisfaction; now shared as she drank with abandon as if it would save her life; in truth, the complete opposite.
Damn you, drink and join me! For we are damned together, and so it must be; she lay now resting but tonight she will have a new god, the god of thirst. Oh my love, soon you will know what I tried to hide you from. A choice I have made, and very soon, you too, will understand the monster within me, within you. I would laugh at the tragedy of love, the ridiculousness of love, but at the moment, a single red tear has clouded my vision and truly blackened my heart.
