Paranormal Bromance by Carrie Vaughn

Author:Carrie Vaughn [Vaughn, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror
Published: 2014-12-11T05:00:00+00:00

JACK FINALLY CAME back from his meeting with Carter.

“Well?” I asked, setting aside my laptop. I’d been writing a new article.

He stopped, thought a second, and said, “Sam—you ever think there’s more to this? That we’re not… that we shouldn’t bury ourselves in a hole in the ground like this. You ever think about fifty years from now and wonder if we’re just going to be doing the same damn thing, ordering pizza and killing time?”

“Killing time. Isn’t that what you said about Ginny?”

“Who? Oh—wow, you really like her. You haven’t stopped talking about her.”

I didn’t say anything. He’d basically said it all. Any life I might have had before becoming a vampire wasn’t worth thinking about. It’s entirely possible I’d have spent the last fifteen years playing games and writing articles and wouldn’t be living any different. Then again, maybe not. I did wonder sometimes what my kids would have looked like. But there was no guarantee I’d ever have had any. I couldn’t say I’d lost something that might never have existed—and that was the whole future, right there.

He came around the sofa and made to slouch down; I scooted over to give him room. “Carter asked all kinds of questions like if I’m happy or not and if being a vampire was everything I thought it would be—”

“Had you even thought about being a vampire before actually being one?”

“No, why would I? And I’m thinking, of course I’m unhappy, but I’m not going to admit it to her.” He got this distant look in his eyes. Probably thinking of everything he’d lost, which was more than any of us had. I asked him once why he didn’t just end it. It would be easy—walk outside at dawn, and poof. He said that would be too easy. That it would be letting entropy win, and he didn’t want entropy to win. Then he laughed and went back to this guy, the Kiefer Sutherland wannabe.

I said, “Jack, are you okay? Clearly you’re not, but—can I help?”

He patted my shoulder. “Just keep on keeping on, man. I’ll be okay.” He looked tired. Not just hungry, pallid from lack of blood. Actually tired. I wondered if I ought to lock him in his room to keep him from doing something foolish come dawn.

“So, Ginny. You talk to her tonight?” Jack asked, changing the subject.

“Yeah, some.”

“I didn’t mean that. About just killing time.”

I snorted. A waste of breath, really. “No, you’re right. I mean, how serious can it possibly ever get? But I think Aaron may be afraid that I’m going to run off with her and leave him alone with you.”

Aaron, who must have been listening, stormed out of his room. “No, that isn’t it at all, if both of you ran off I would finally have some peace and quiet around here.” He crossed his arms, and he really did look serious. “I’m just worried about you. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I can’t get hurt, Aaron,” I said wryly.

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