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I can’t take it anymore.
Breaking from his arms, I run.
I run past the road.
I run into the wilds of the mountains.
I run until I can’t hear Spencer’s screams as I mutilate him. I gag on his blood and bits of flesh in my teeth and cry. I cry for what I’ve done to him, for what has happened to me, and for the future that has been so cruelly stolen from me.
I want to die.
Ineedto die.
In just a few hours, the sun will rise.
The sun will rise, and I will be erased from this planet forever.
Just like Spencer.
Moonlightfadeswiththenight sky as I sit, unmoving, on a boulder that should give me an excellent view of the sunrise. Facing East, I think about my life. About everything I wanted to do and never will. I will never run my own project for a massive campaign for a company. I will never get married. I will never have kids. In a while, after they are done trying to find me in the lake and resign themselves to the fact that the car being there means I am dead, they’ll be right. My parents will mourn, but with no body to bury.
Where are you?
Words seem to whisper across my mind, but they sound like Oz. I shake my head and listen. That can’t be right. I must hear him calling, looking for me.
I have no desire to see him. To speak to him.
Helied.
He knows more than he’s letting on. I always had a feeling that he was keeping something from me. They all are. Never did I think it would be this huge. Did he stage all of this? Was he behind my accident? Trusting he could save me in time to turn me into a vampire like him?
So many questions, not enough answers, and not enough time. I can sense dawn’s approach. An hour, though it seems like weeks, has passed since I returned to our home in the mountains. One more to go by the looks of things.
“WREN!”
I definitely hear him now. He is close, too close. I instinctively want to call back, so he can comfort me, tell me this is all in my head, and mean it. I focus my thoughts on the sun to restrain myself, and I give nothing away. I will not give in to desire and reveal myself.
“Damn it, Wren! Where the fuck are you?” He sounds more scared than angry.
Scared that I discovered his plot, and that I know he betrayed me.
Just like Spence.
“Wren,please, it was a mistake. We all know you didn’tmeanto kill him. It was just an accident. Please, let me help you.” More excuses for my behavior. More ignoring the fact that this whole thing is a setup. He doesn’t know I remember. I know he will find me. His voice is getting closer still. I can leave, but I don’t want to abandon the spot I’ve chosen to die. It’s so beautiful here.
It was amistake. I scoff. How naive does he think I am?
Crashing to my left tells me he is here and has finally found me.
“Little bird.” He runs to me, hugging me, kissing my unmoving lips still covered in Spencer’s blood. “I was so worried. Please, come with me. The sun will rise soon, and you need your rest.”
He tries to tug my arm, but I don’t move.
The joy of finding me evaporates from his face.
“Wren?” He crouches before me, his eyes searching mine. “Wren, talk to me, beautiful. What’s going on?”
Beautiful?
