Seemly Forbidden [Chapter 3- What exactly are we?]

As just the like the night before, my mind didn’t let me rest. Buzzing constantly with thoughts, ideas, pictures, and cravings.

I lived in a small building just outside of town. It was a small one with one bedroom, a small sitting room, a kitchen, bathroom, and a basement. Not that many of those rooms came to my need. The kitchen wasn’t used, for I don’t need food or water to survive. The bedroom wasn’t in use- for I didn’t sleep. Yes, exactly, not all vampires sleep in coffins. Most of them don’t sleep at all. So, there wasn’t any coffin in the room that took the place of the bed. Instead there was a giant antique piano. For the years that I spent living I devoted myself to music. Piano, violin, trumpet. Clarinet, Saxophone, Flute. Drums, Oboe, Trombone. I play them all and more. I’ve also have a thirst for knowledge. Having over a hundred years of it isn’t enough, for the world is constantly evolving and there are new things being discovered every day.

But my life, sorrowful and threatening as it is, I crave more for human company then blood itself. I’ve been alone forever and longer. From the time I was seven to the age I am now. I am permanently frozen in time as the lifeless, ageless, and forever young seventeen-year-old. Music may take the place of humans, to listen to music from my time and to now a days. Listening to how music has developed from the pleasant classical music to rap. From jazz to country. It’s all changing. To watch the changes with my own eyes.

I don’t live by myself, but another at my kind. Not exactly the company that I hope for, and one’s knowledge that far exceeds my own. Over two more centuries of knowledge, able to answer a simple math or science, history or geography question what seems less then a second. Admiration is the only reason why I stay near, to learn more from his stories about the past to help my thirst to learn more about life.

"Quiet this evening- or shall I say night?"

I heard the rough voice from near the open window beside the couch I sat on.

"What’s bothering you, son, on this fine peaceful night?"

I wasn’t exactly his son, just living with him for many years now. Which gave him the reason to call me son. For I was more his son then his real son in blood.

"Thalkore, my mind has."

Thalkore’s hand rose up to stop me from talking. He occasionally does this when he wants me to stop talking or if he was done himself. It was too early in the conversation for it to be able to last, so I grew quiet and waited for him to speak.

"Blaze, I told you before to call me father. Thalkore is such an old name, I don’t wish to hear it anymore. Now, continue."

Well, I knew it wouldn’t be anymore. He has told me plenty of times before to call him father, it just hasn’t yet engraved into my ancient mind.

"Father, my mind has been going crazy since all last night. I can’t seem to calm it down."

"So I have noticed. You were pacing around the room last night muttering such works like ‘monster’, ‘human’, and ‘beautiful’. I was glad that you told me this before I had to ask you. Now, what is wrong?"

I shook my head as if I was embarrassed to tell. I never had been comfortable telling someone else my feelings. It felt to me that my emotions are more my personal feelings and not to be shared, therefore, I was a little hesitant. So, I let out a soft sight and told him, "my mind has been spinning ever since yesterday around noon. I saw-" And I was cut off again.

"A girl and ever since then you can’t stop thinking about her and angers you that she’s human and you’re vampire. You wish to talk to her, but afraid that she’ll find out what you are and would immediately been turned off… Possibly be frightened."

I slowly nodded in agreement, my back slightly hunched as I sat there in the darkened room. I heard Thalkore sigh in the window. He was outside, probably waiting for a deer of smaller animal to appear out of the forest.

"Then talk to her. Just make sure to not blow our cover, trust her if your going to tell and get to know the girl. Be cautious though. When you’re hungry, stay clear from her or don’t go to school that day. You’re trained well enough to control your cravings."

I narrowed my eyes, knowing I won’t be able to do that. I looked up from my knees to Thalkore while I slowly shook my head, "I can’t do that."

I barely spoke audible, but our hearing it way beyond the hearing range of humans, "You don’t understand. There’s something about her, I can taste her in my mouth just by breathing the air… I can feel my teeth lengthen just by the look of her."

Thalkore nodded as if he knew I was going to say that. I stared at him with a questioning look to tell me what was my problem. How come I had this odd attraction to this girl that I only saw twice. I wanted him to explain why my mind won’t forget about her, I wanted him to explain these unknown feelings.

"And it’s obvious that that’s what going to happen. You see, our species of vampires have the tendency to live alone and after awhile…they all search for human company in fear of going mad from loneliness. They’d find one that find attracted to… and bring them to our side for them to be theirs forever."

I was horrified at the thought, "Tell me…. Tell me what exactly are we?"

"We are the beings that live between the line of alive and dead. We walk, talk, and live just like humans. Only, our senses have sharpened and our body needs the blood of living creatures for we have none that runs through our body. "

I didn’t understand, but, I nodded. I think I got some of it. Nodding slowly, still head filling with questions. Of my entire time of living my life of eternity, I never asked what I was. I always thought I knew. I turned away from Thalkore, looking into the darkness of the next room and ended the conversation.

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