literature

Diary of a teenage undead

Deviation Actions

darkcrumpet's avatar
By
Published:
142 Views

Literature Text

Wednesday, February 10th, 2001
History ; 11:07am

It's getting to me now... I sit in class and wonder how I'd ever been able to concentrate in
previous years. Now when I look about the room, all I see is blood. Fresh...young...The wrists
and necks of classmates that I've never even had the urge to look at now offer the prospect
of a kind of...peace. A pleasure that can be found only in pain. Quarterback and Tight-end
compare their bulging biceps, their veins presented and pulsating, taunting me.
"Shit!" a blonde girl shrieks. Her voice normally grates on my nerves like nails on
a chalkboard, but I am numb, weak. I haven't the energy to care anymore. That is, until I
realize what provoked her outburst.

A papercut. Unbelievable!

She goes down to the office to get a bandaid. What a bloody waste. (No pun intended.) I ask to go to the washroom and as I'm leaving I hear someone snicker,
"Some people just can't handle the sight of blood." and she's absolutely right. I take a drink of water, but it's not the same, nothing is.





Lunch; 12:01PM

I buy a fruit punch and suck it from the box without a straw, pretending. I consider thickening
it with ketchup. Maybe a little bit of salt for a more realistic flavour. Valerie (the only other
of my kind in, what seems like, the world) sits next to me. She checks to make sure her
hamburger is well cooked (consuming even a drop of blood from dead body is suicide for our kind)
and bites into it. She isn't edgy like me, having fed on her little brother's pet rabbit this
morning. Damien, Emma, and Klaire are cutting open their fingers and drinking of eachother. Val
and I watch, wanting to join in, but we can't. Not anymore. We're too strong now, we'd drain
them each in a matter of seconds. We all venture outside for a smoke, in hoods and gloves, of course, although only two of us need them. The sun wouldn't kill us, but vampires burn about 300 times faster than mortals. It's...quite unpleasant, but not deadly. Damien and Klaire smoke
clove cigarettes. I'll stick to DuMaurier. Smoking is one of the only things I can still do.
I can't drink alcohol or do most drugs. We have to keep our blood clean.

Damien, Klaire, and Emma are talking about John Carpenter's "Vampires". Val and I used
to be like them. Obsessed with all things "Vamp". Vampires represented all things beautiful to us. Their sharp, white fangs... their pale skin... their fierce, soulless eyes. Like oleanders,
beautiful and elegant on the outside, deadly on the inside. We hung out at graveyards, drinking,
taking pictures, hoping to catch a glimpse of an immortal, or if we were lucky, to be it's next
victim. We longed more than anything to join them, to be "undead".
"Be careful what you wish for..." I hear Val mutter. You might just get it.

The smell of cloves is overwhelming, so Val, Emma and I head upstairs to the washroom. As we
enter, a cute redheaded freshman is standing at the mirror touching up her lipgloss. I look
at val and she shakes her head No, reading my mind. The redhead takes an elastic band from her
wrist and pulls her hair into a pony tail, leaving her neck exposed, and before I can stop myself
I lunge at her and bury my face deep into her neck.
"Jess! Don't!" Val screams, but she's too late. I move away and the redhead falls to the floor, limp. She was so pretty. Val stands on a garbage can and smashes the security camera with her fist. She hops down,looks at me, and sighs deeply, shaking her head. I didn't care, I had my peace.




English; 12:58 (12 minutes early)

I cannot believe what I have just done...I am so utterly ashamed I wish I could die, a wish
so discouraging in it's impossibility. Emma. We completely forgot she was there...I went to
rinse out my mouth at the sink, and I saw her. Sitting in the corner, watching, amazed. Although
I could tell inside she was horrified, she hadn't expected this. None of us ever expected that
we would REALLY come across a vampire. But here she was, faced
with just that situation, and the look in her eyes told me that she was ready. She had been
waiting. And she had been chosen.
"No fucking way..." escapes from her lips, barely audible.
"You weren't supposed to see that, Em." Val starts.
"But I'm glad I did! Because now you have to take me." Emma is smiling wildly, she stands, baring
her neck to me. I am not at all surprised by her willingness.
"I can't do that Emma..." I say. I don't want to do it to her... she doesn't understand how she
will suffer. She can't understand. Nonetheless, I know something must be done. She can't leave this
bathroom a mortal. She either has to die... or I have to do the unthinkable... I have to make her
one of us. The thought of such a thing makes me want to wretch... the thought of condemning her
to this...this hell.
"Can't...What do you mean you CAN'T!? You have to! Do you know how long I've waited?! Do you know
how I've longed for this day?! You have to take me! I deserve it. I'm worthy!" I see she's
starting to cry.
"Believe me, Em... Bloodlust isn't all it's cracked up to be...it's a useless existance... your soul
dies."
Emma rips off her necklace, a black string with 3 razorblades seperated by jewelly red beads. She
holds the largest blade to her wrist and drags it across until it draws blood. She holds her
wrist to my mouth.
"I'm willing to take that risk."

And here I am now... full, and I guess I should be content. One more vampire to hunt with, to
know my secret, to by myself with... but with that comes another Vampire to share my pain, my
hell and hunger. No one should have to experience that... God knows I wish I didn't have to. And
now Emma does, and it's all my fault. I can hear her screaming from the washroom, her body is
dying... Val is keeping people out of the washroom. She'll pounce on the first drop of blood she
smells,like a newborn on it's mother's breast. Starving, greedy...I've created a monster.
an un-altered journal, documenting the " life" of a 15 year old Canadian vampire.
© 2003 - 2024 darkcrumpet
Comments2
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
avivi's avatar
Wow just WOW