vampire for hire 08 - moon river by j r rain

Author:j r rain [rain, j r]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-08-24T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-two

I smiled, although I kept my physical eyes closed.

Yes, this sounded like the real Russell. Confident, humorous, carefree. Not obedient, agreeable and, well, love-struck.

I did fall in love with you, Sam, but something funny happened on the way to the Forum...

You fell under my spell.

I sensed him chuckling. Something like that.

So, who am I speaking to, exactly?

It’s me, Sam. The Russell you met and remember, I’m just sort of...buried down here. Watching myself from a distance, watching myself act like a love-starved schoolboy. That’s some spell.

The ultimate pussy-whipped spell, I thought, and blushed, although I didn’t think Russell could see me blush. I was still talking to his ego. The part of him that was him. Not his higher self or spirit.

He laughed lightly in my head. I was still looking at a very bright spot...what this was, I wasn’t sure. Perhaps his focused energy. Or perhaps this is what the mind looked like at its deepest, most unreachable spot.

Unreachable by most, Sam. Not you, apparently.

So, you believe me now? I asked. That I am, you know...

A vampire?

Yes, I thought.

You have a hard time saying it, don’t you, Sam?

Yes, I thought. I do.

Why is that?

Because it’s crazy. I can only handle so much crazy.

You’re in denial, Sam.

Oh, yeah? And what do you know of vampires?

Not much, but it’s pretty obvious you are one.

That obvious, huh?

I knew something was up by our third or fourth date.

What gave me away?

Your skin, mostly. You were always so cold.

But I used hand warmers!

Russell laughed, the sound reaching me distantly. True, but the rest of you was always so cold. Your cheeks, your lips, your shoulders. And I mean cold. Ice cold. Dead cold.

Ouch, I thought.

There are no secrets here, Sam. We’re both an open book. At least, I am. I can see that your mind is still closed.

You know more than I give you credit, I thought.

We all know more than we give ourselves credit for. The problem is, there’s too much surface shit that gets in the way, too many clouds obscuring our thoughts, filling us with worry and doubt and fear. It stops us from tapping deeper within ourselves.

Good to know, I thought. But I have a hard time believing you could ever be afraid.

You would be surprised, Sam. For instance, I’m afraid now.

I caught his meaning. You are afraid that you might never come back.

Yes, Sam.

How do I release you? I asked.

You’re doing it now.

And how, exactly, am I doing that?

By reaching out to me, connecting to me, bringing me out of the funk I was in.

You call this a funk?

It’s the funkiest of funk, Sam. Limbo, actually. A dull state where days and weeks and months slip past, and I can only watch from a distance, watching as I act like a love-struck fool.

But you love me, too.

I do, Sam.

I’m sorry I did this to you, I thought.

It wasn’t your fault, Sam. I believe you didn’t know what would happen.

I wanted to bury my face in my hands, to

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