Her eyes eternal

Augusta hates Tristan, the new boy in her School.. he is full of himself, all the girls faun over him and on top of being handsome he is smart. Also he seems to old to be her age..
They have a couple of clashes, Augusta getting more and more annoyed with Tristan, he on the other hand seems Hell-bend on having her..
But one day she hears that Tristan is in big trouble, trouble that could kill him. Does she safe him even though she hates him ?
And what is Tristan's story ?

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10. So much hate

 

 *Augusta*

 I slump down on the couch, hiding my face in my hands. Why did he have to be so annoying ? He had seemed so open, so vulnerable when we talked. I had almost forgotten that I don’t like him, until he went and kissed me.

 

 I do not want to become another one in a long line of his female conquest and I don't like the loss of control over my body I feel close to him. I am uncertain if it’s for real or if it is some vampire mumbo jumbo he makes me feel.

 

 I really need someone I can trust to talk to about this, someone who can give me an objective answer. I Think it would help kind of putting words to it all. And by the way isn’t it kind of nasty kissing a vampire ? I mean technically he is dead or at least undead.

 

 But there isn’t really anyone I can talk to. I mean who would believe me ? And I don’t feel like it is my secret to share. I actually feel kind of bad that I had been about to tell Mia.

 

 I walk into the kitchen, getting some food. I haven’t eaten anything since last night and my stomach has started making me aware about that.

 

 *Tristan*

 I am laying on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, feeling confused.. confused by the way Augusta is acting and confused by my own feelings. Why doesn’t she just give in to her desires like most women ? Maybe it’s because she knows my secret, but honestly it usually doesn’t  scare them, quite the opposite, to many romantic vampire movies I think.

 

Do I even want her to just give in ? For what ? For me to use her and throw her away as usual when I am done with her.

 

 I could force her, physically but also mentally, I could make her think that it is what she wants, make her give in. But it is not a power I want to use, especially not on her.

 

 Sighing I rub my face, there is something about her, her eyes, some of her mannerisms, it makes things stir inside me, things I thought dead and gone. I had never expected to feel like this again and I am not sure I want to.

 

 I get up, opening the window and disappearing out into the night. I am still very weak and I need to feed. If I don’t I fear I can’t control my myself and my hunger around her.

 

 *Reverend Blomquist*

 Walking down the deserted street, feeling the cool evening air I feel good. Another town clenched of monsters, one step closer to my goal, a World free of these evil leeches.

 

 We are moving on tomorrow and I have let my companions do the packing. There are no sign that this area holds any other monsters.

 

 Vampires, the word makes me feel sick. A lot of them might pretend to be nice, try and act all human. They think their existence are acceptable if they just refrain from killing.but they are still just parasites, who throws you away like a broken toy when they are done using you.

 

 I hear the nearly soundless footsteps coming up from a side street and instinctively pull into the shadows. When I see him pass by, I have no doubt he is a vampire. To my big surprise he doesn’t see me. Is there another vampire anyways ? Or has he somehow escapes the burning ?

 

 As he passes by I clamp a hand over my mouth, no it can’t be, I must have seen wrong. When he is gone, I turn and walk briskly back towards the hotel, hissing one single word. “Tristan”.

 

 Walking into the hotel room I don't waste a moment. “Why did I just spot a vampire, presumably the one you claim you burned last night, walking down the street ?”

 

 “No it couldn’t be. He was totally gone and we closed the barn from the outside with a heavy beam”. The first one say.

 

 The second one add. “And it was totally deserted too.. sure it was him ? Very tall guy, early twenties, dark hair, kind of handsome”.

 

 I sink down on the couch, cradling my face in my hands. I have no doubt it is the same and very little doubt that it is him. The two idiots just stand there, looking at me. “Get going for God’s sake, go check the barn and then find out everything you can about that monster”.

 

 *Tristan*

 I am walking absentmindedly through the street. I need to feed very soon, or I might lose it. The thirst is like a burning hunger down through my throat and the slightest human scent makes my fangs unsheat. My endeavour last night has really drained me.

 

 I know I need to be extremely cautious when I feed, I could easily lose control in this state. I don't want to lose control and harm someone.

 

 Shortly after I knock on a window and a young busty blonde opens to me, inviting me in to her bedroom. I already know I will need to make several stops this evening, what I Can take from her is nowhere near enough to sate my hunger.

 

 

 

 

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