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59. Wrong Together
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Bloody Full Moon 60. The Frail Girl
Alisa - Her apartment“Laura, where are you going?” I shout right when the door slams shut behind her.Why would she answer me? I let out a mocking sigh and flung back onto the couch. The cigarette rolls over the table until it stops next to the blood bag.Raising my head, I stare into the broken TV screen. My face has cracks all over the place. How did I end up here?Yeah, right, that pesky book. When I was little, I read an old book that turned my perceptions upside down. It was about vampires. Funny, right? Never thought back then that I would end up as a strigoi. The book showed me a glimpse of darkness I could never picture otherwise. My heart broke at the sublime loneliness one can feel, shunned by society. The two options were to live alone and forgotten, hiding from sight, or be hunted down and killed just for existing. I’ve never felt such pity for a being. Growing up, I thought it was all just a story. And then I met Laura. The perfect incarnation of loneliness.Maybe tha
Bloody Full Moon 61. Relief of Surrendering
Laura - The house in the suburbsIn the dead of night, when some people may be having a late dinner while most are deep asleep, I creep through the forest and enter the backyard. I’m sneaking inside the house Paul gave me, his childhood home. Luckily, I still have the key.It takes a while to get used to being back. The scent of pine trees and the cool breeze coming through the window is a welcome change from the suffocating stench of the city.I switch on the living room lights and get out my phone to text Paul to come here when he wakes up. I need to clear things up with him once and for all. I could tell from the expression in his eyes that he was not over us the last time I saw him.I feel a strange mix of emotions surging up within me. I know it's silly to worry about someone you dumped months ago, but I can't help it.Loving someone entails entrusting them with your whole being. That isn't for me. I will never put someone else through the ordeal of having to share the pain of m
Bloody Full Moon 62. The Witch's Lair
Laura - The house in the suburbsThe wind chimes sing harmoniously and soothingly at our window as I wake up. My face is strangely heated up. If it’s from what we did last night or from Paul’s hot chest where my cheek rests, I do not know.What I do know is that I'm torn apart. Whatever it is between us brings me peace to a level I've never felt before. It doesn't really matter whether this is love or anything else. Nonetheless, I can lose myself in it.It's almost like a drug. I gaze outside at the beautiful morning sky.On the one hand, there is peace and tranquility, but on the other, a violent storm threatens my entire life. This situation is going to drive me nuts. How long will I be able to maintain my sanity?Slowly, I try to get out of bed undetected. The hand on my arm tightens its grip. Apparently, there is no way to skulk away from a wolf.“Why do you want to sneak away?” he asks softly, his voice a mix of happiness and concern.An arched eyebrow and an inquisitive gaze acc
Bloody Full Moon 63. The Nonbeliever
Paul - The witch’s lairThe walls with handmade hanging carpets seem to close in on me. It’s as if all the air has been sucked out of the room. Witches, magic, it's all bullshit. Now, do I have to believe in curses and reincarnation too? “What’s your proof?” I can’t smother the disgusted smirk on my face. “Am I to believe that you see magical strings tied to our souls? Sheeesh! Where have you hidden the rest of the circus?”The gypsy witch laughs, her eyes glinting in amusement. She stares at me with the same good-tempered gaze she has since I stepped into her house.“Do you want me to be nice or honest?”I huff, folding my arms over my chest. “You can continue being nice since I don’t believe in your honesty anyway.”"Oh, but you see, now I’m bound to reciprocate your honesty." The old witch leans toward us without leaving her chair. "I can’t remember which renowned physicist once said, ‘If I believe in God, and He doesn’t exist, I have nothing to lose. But if I don’t believe in Him
Bloody Full Moon 64. Shift in Power
Paul - His Office at Wolves IncThe stuffy air coming in through the opened window carries the sound of the whispering people on the street and feet shuffling on the pavement. The honking of the cars usually covers up everything if one doesn’t pay attention.When I close the window, the sounds of the city disappear. It's only silence and peace that fills my office now.The warm sun shines through the window as shimmering specks of dust float in the air.I sit on the edge of the chair, facing the desk. My eyes dart all over the papers scattered on top of it.Almost a week has passed since we visited the gypsy witch. I haven't seen Laura since she dashed away after answering that phone call. I should attempt to contact her, but why must I always be the first to reach out?Even if she's hiding somewhere in her apartment, she might not want to talk to me again. I guess I've already said what needed to be said. My hand comes up to loosen up my tie.Brushing together my fingers in a futile
Bloody Full Moon 65. Time Is Relentless
Laura - The cemeteryToday I remembered how I can still feel lonely even when surrounded by a lot of people. Their blurry faces kept dancing around me when Alisa told them I was the deceased’s niece.I should have cried my lungs out, shouting that I was Beatrice’s older sister. But I merely stood there, frozen in place with my gaze on the floor, nodding from time to time.Many of them didn't even bother to look at me. Some stared at the floor while others looked at the coffin.I’m tired. A knot in my throat formed after hearing so many worthless words of comfort. Nothing can be said to soothe the aching inside my chest. So why do they keep spouting their useless consolations?Whenever I think of her, my chest grows tight, and my throat dries.It's hard to believe that she is gone. I remember all those times I snuck into her room to play with her when we were younger.Time will pass me by regardless of whether I shield my eyes or close them firmly. Others' lives flash by in the blink o
Bloody Full Moon 66. Start Living
Laura - The house in the suburbsBeatrice lies on her bed, unable to get up. Her weak hands lie on the blanket, her lovely gaze locked on me.I kneel by the side of the bed and touch her cheek gently, feeling a coldness.I don't know whether it's a dream, a memory, or both, but I want to see her face again; I don't want to let go.“I can’t go if you don’t find peace of mind, Laura. I’ve always been here for you. But now love is right around the corner. Let it in, or I can’t move on.”I take her hand and give her a sad smile. “Then I’ll never find love if that means you’ll always be with me.”“For everything, there’s a time,” she starts with a shallow voice. “Now is the time for me to die and for you to start living.”Her soft words always had the gift of making everything better.A strange sound makes me turn my head to the window. A bright light sweeps over everything, and Beatrice disappears. I wake from my dream to some noises from the window. Something keeps poking at the glass,
Bloody Full Moon 67. Crushing Doubts
Laura - BucharestMy first stop is Paul’s villa. It’s been a while since I last came here. The guy at the entrance gate says Paul’s not here. I look at the phone. It’s already past 7 PM. Is he still at work? I have to try.I dash through the streets, thinking about what I'll say to Paul when I find him.As a result of the moisture in the air, the city has a less pungent smell. It reeks worse than wet dogs; the stench of wet hobos instead of filthy hobos. The crowd swarming the city center disgusts me.I cut through the narrow streets of the city center. A sudden gust of wind forces me to walk faster, but it also stirs the cobblestones beneath my feet, making the sound of breaking glass.I stop and stand outside Paul’s office building. The rainy evening washes the streets. The cars swish as they drive past on the wet asphalt.When I step inside, I'm already soaked. Water splatters across the floor tiles as I make my way to Paul's office.I nearly forgot the building's interior. It's o
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