Surrender (11 page)

I shook my head ‘no’ and then started to try to talk some sense into her.

“I appreciate the coffee, I swear I never gave much thought to what you do. I am busy, just like you are and I figured you went to school here.”

“Nope. I just work here, because I have too. “

I looked behind me to see if I had a straight shot at the emergency exit. I turned back and she was in my face with the knife in her hand. My eyes widened, but my heartbeat did not speed up, strange enough.

“Listen, what bit you?” I asked as I slowly backed away from her. She stopped and touched her neck, almost as if she was remembering a fond childhood memory.

Her expression was one of sudden confusion, “Bite?”

“Yes.” I pointed to my neck as she lowered her hand and then raised the knife. She stared at it and then at me.

“She is really cute, isn’t she?…I hear you, I do,” she looked around as if she was searching for someone. “You don’t know what true freedom is do you Fay? You have to allow yourself to evolve.”

I stared at her as I tried to regain my composure. “What did you say, Rose?”

“Evolution, change…becoming more, so much more than this shit.” She tilted her head as her skin started to shimmer in sweat and scanned the room. “I hear you! I do Mother!”

“Who are you talking to you?” I yelled at her. She snapped her head and stared me down like an enemy.

“The Mother of all things…the one who will give me immortality.”

She cried out as she took the knife and started to cut lines into her arm, one after the other, deep enough to kill but she didn’t even scream. I stepped towards her as she lifted the knife to her tongue and licked it. Then her facial expression changed from joy to sadness. She shook her head and started to sob. I started to walk towards her but she suddenly stopped and tilted her head.

“I am nothing,” she whispered. She raised the knife and then plunged it into her chest. She cried out as she fell to the floor and I turned and ran for the exit. I hit the bar over and over again, but it would not open. I stopped when I heard a voice behind me. I turned to see Calista standing there. I swallowed hard, followed by a cough. I held my hand over my mouth and more blood came out. I lowered it and she smiled at me. She crossed her arms on her chest and tapped her fingers against her arm.

“Well now, kind of at a crossroads aren’t we, Fay?” she asked, as I stood my ground and looked for another exit to just get out of the café.

“Listen, I don’t know what the fuck you are, but I just want to leave.”

She laughed, I almost expected her too. I looked up at the television screen and saw reporters at the hospital as they rolled people in. Some were coughing, some were drenched in sweat. Rose was right, there was something happening to the world and I had missed it as I fell deeper into my book and into Keegan.

“Oh, I think you do know, Fay. I think you have known all along, you and that big brain of yours.”

I clutched the laptop to my chest. “And that…that little story you have going there, you need to just give that to me.”

“What?”

“That story you have been writing, with me in it. It seems you have a bit an ability. Visions…you had visions about me, I mean where the fuck do you think that story came from? Your dull imagination and dried up vagina?”

She stepped towards me, but stopped as we both heard a familiar voice.

“Calista, stop.” Keegan said as he stood in the entryway of the café. She turned and smiled at him.

“Oh, there he is, my knight in shining armor.”

“Just leave, that is all that you have to do.”

She turned and stared me down. “Don’t tell me that you love it.” She turned her back to stare at him. “It will die, they all die…except for you.”

“She is not an 'it', none of them are.” He glanced down at the girl on the floor and his expression was one of sadness.

“I’m sorry…what the fuck is going on here?” I asked, as I could not help myself.

“Oh…for fuck's sake. Tell her Keegan.”

Keegan looked at me, his eyes darker and his expression grim. It was not like him at all to be this way.

“Calista changed me in 1792.”

I looked at her and then back to him. “Excuse me, changed you how?”

“Into a vampire, Fay.”

“No…”I said as I stared at him in disbelief.

“Oh fuck it…” Calista yelled as she rushed towards me and grabbed me. We spun as she placed her mouth to my neck. She bit into me and memories flooded my mind, her memories… I could see everything. I saw Calista sick and dying amongst many on a large leaking boat headed for the new land. That of America. Keegan lay at her side, she looked at him lovingly, coughing up blood and stumbled to her feet. Her feelings for him strong, her love for him true and everlasting. They were lovers.  I could feel everything she felt and it had remained the same throughout time for him. She walked along the bows of the ship among the dead and dying until she saw a man sitting in the corner. She approached him and her heartbeat sped up, he had black blood coming from his mouth, but it did not turn her away, she could smell it, it smelled sweet and beckoned her to it. It was a blood lust that came over her and she rushed at him, falling to her knees and kissed his mouth, taking his blood and swallowing it. She fell to the wooden floor, twisting on her side, crying out for the Lord to save her soul and that of her lover, Keegan. She lay there for two days and two nights in agonizing pain. Finally, she found the strength to roll onto her stomach, exhausted and dying, but not willing to do it alone. She crawled towards Keegan until she reached him and pulled herself up. She pressed her lips, caked in dried blood, against his own, and then she smelled it…more blood. She could hear his heartbeat in her own ears, beating like a tribal drum. Calling to her…she bit into his neck and sucked on his blood. It filled her mouth, warm and sweet and with each swallow, the pain started to go away.  She stood up as she could still hear his heart beating and turned to the others dying on the ship. What followed was pure carnage and as she tossed the last of the bodies overboard, Keegan stumbled to the upper deck of the ship and she ran to him as he collapsed in her arms. She touched his face as bloody tears ran down her own.

“We are cursed, but cursed as one,” she whispered as she laid her head on his chest and the ship sailed toward land.

She let me go as I stumbled away and fell to my knees. I placed my hand to my neck as Keegan ran to me and helped me to my feet. The room tilted and I felt nauseous to my stomach. A fever quickly followed and I coughed up more blood.

“What have you done!” he screamed at her.

“I gave her our beginning, my beloved. It will also be her end. You know as well as I do that those we bite do not survive, and those that I bite, die quickly. My venom is toxic to them, as it always has been.”

“Fay,” Keegan whispered to me as I lowered to the floor. He leaned down and touched my face. Then he looked up at Calista and his eyes became stone as he rose and squared his shoulders.

“You have spread your disease for centuries, Calista. The Black Death, The third Pandemic. But long before that, you spread your disease in Milan, Athens, London…the list goes on and on. You cannot help yourself and each time I break free, you come and cause this, this death. You are death, Calista, and if you want that, then you will get it with me.”

“Come with me, Keegan. Stand at my side as you have for centuries, I will leave and spare the rest of them.”

He paused and then looked at me. “No, no more, if she dies I die too.”

Calista narrowed her eyes and stepped towards him.

You cannot mean that.”

He clinched his fists tightly. “I don’t love you Calista, I never will again, I stopped loving you when your heart stopped beating in your chest, I stopped loving you when you robbed me of my life.”

She stopped and shook her head. “We have been here before, it will pass.“

“No, it won’t. I want it to end, I don’t want to spend another day with you.”

She screamed as she rushed towards him and he quickly spun on one foot and dropped down, grabbed the knife from the girl’s chest and rose up. Calista said nothing but stopped dead in her tracks right in front of him. He stepped back, pulling the knife from her chest and the thick blood dripped from it. She touched her chest with her fingertips and then looked up at him. Her eyes filled with bloody tears.

“You cannot kill me this way Keegan, I have no heart.”

“Oh, I know that you don’t Calista, I have always known.”

He spun and extended his arm, the knife slicing through her neck, all the way to the other side. She stood there for a moment, reaching out to him and then her body dropped, her head dropping off to the side as her eyes finally closed.

***

Lia woke and placed her hand on her chest. The heart beat she had always known was now gone and so was her sense of being human. She had evolved into something that she was not quite sure of what it was. All that she did know is that she loved him, she loved Keegan and the life she knew before him had ended.  He reached out to her and she took his hand…cold, but not lifeless, in fact, she had never felt so alive in her life. She was ready for immortality as much as she was now ready for love….

I typed THE END and smiled as I hit save and closed my laptop. The ocean waves were rolling in on the shore and I stared out as a storm loomed on the horizon.  I stood up and watched as a shadow stood out at the water’s edge, still and statuesque. I walked out onto the large deck and then headed down the stairs. I walked across the sand until he turned and looked at me. Keegan, just as beautiful as the day I had met him in school.  I stepped up and he opened his arms to me and I stepped into them. He held me as we watched lightning streak the sky off in the distance.

“Did you finish it?” he asked me and I nodded to him.

“Good, I wondered if you ever would.”

“I said that I would, it just took time, as all books do.”

“Did you let her live?”

I stepped away from him and stared out across the ocean. The sky pulsating in colors of pink and gray as the storm offshore put on a beautiful show for us. I turned to him and grinned.

“Yes, I let her live in the book. I figured she gave me you, so I would give Calista true immortality and let her live in that story forever.”

“Well, that is a matter of opinion.”

I touched his face and then hugged him, pressing the side of my face against his chest and hearing nothing, the same as in my own. I grinned as my fangs elongated in my mouth.

“I love you.”

Keegan grinned and held me closer to him.

“I hope so, because it is forever.”

I closed my eyes and truly surrendered.

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Rue Volley resides on earth with her partner in crime, Von Erik and their two pugs, Mobacca and Oshi Wan Kenobi. She is a descendant of the Blackfoot Indians and is very proud of her heritage. She is a bestselling author with over 40 books published with Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly publishing, Hot Ink Press and Vamptasy Publishing. She writes YA, NA, adult fiction, Dark Fantasy and Horror erotica. Her writing style has been described as a perfect blend of Tarantino and David Lynch. It falls under the new category of "Chick Noir", where women do not have to always have a happy ending. She is also co-owner of Vivid Book Designs and LOVEBITES Production Company, which is an Independent film company that focuses on Dark Fantasy films.

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