The Vampire Killer by James Weber

Author:James Weber [Weber, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror | Vampires
Published: 2019-03-12T04:00:00+00:00

Thirty-Eight

When Mary first met the man of her life, he looked decent and unsuspecting. But, it was all a vail of deceit. Even the way he appeared was a ruse. Everything about him was the kind of trap that a girl like her fell into more than enough times and not even notice the blood. Oh god, the blood.

But, how could she not see? How could she not fall for him?

He looked so harmless, at first. He had these pair of crystal blue eyes and wore brown rimmed glasses. He carried the saddest smile, you've ever seen.

In a way, she pitied him.

But, this man had a hate in him from the moment he was first born, that could never be extinguished. Throughout his life, he was so good at showing one hand, while keeping the other behind his back and away from prying eyes. It stayed in the shadows, where he kept his cold black heart wrapped in a lie that she thought was love.

"Mom."

Mary heard the boy's voice again, the voice that she did not want to hear, the voice that was week and feeble.

"Mom."

When she thought about the boy, she felt nothing now. He was no more than a weightless twig doing whatever the wind wanted.

The boy tried again. "Don't say his name, mom. Please."

Of course, the boy continued to nag her, along the way. Somehow, he kept on. But, she no longer felt responsible for him. In fact, she didn't feel like his mother. To her, the boy felt like a useless appendage that held on to her for no good reason.

The boy was no good for sure. He wasn't even strong enough to place a seed of doubt in her heart.

Without her realizing it, the night had dug deep into her flesh and had torn her from the very thing she loved the most.

"Why doesn't he just give up?" It slipped out of her mouth. "Just let him go. There are more than enough things to worry about in this world, than the boy, more important things. The boy is nothing to me." She giggled to herself.

"Mom."

Then again, why should the boy give up, just because she has.

"No. mom. don't say his name. Please don't say anything."

As walked along the outside of the wall of the cemetery, she heard something faint. She heard it, not from her son, but from somewhere else. The sound came from a place just beyond her. It was a tingling sensation that felt like something she expected and didn't expect at the same time. The sound she heard was something that moved easily with the cool wind and circled close to her right ear.

In a way, she began to yearn for him, without realizing it.

Again, the sound came alive right by her ear. It was him. It had to be him. He spoke in a lazy dry tone, like some one whose been lurching in front of a computer for years, a bureaucrat living a sedentary life, where confusion was his only friend.

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