Unlife to date (in no particular order)
Posted: 01 Feb 2012, 17:02
He sat and stared at the smooth white paper before him, waiting to be filled with his thoughts, memories, and whatever else he decided to put there. The book had been purchased months ago and he'd meant to chronicle the events in his life since meeting Micah but something always seemed to distract him from doing so. Life, as it were, got in the way.
So much had happened that he was hard pressed to figure out where to begin. Finally he came to the decision to just let whatever decided to come to the forefront of his mind, be the starting point.
Entry 1
June 26th....met a guy named Micah. He propositioned me. Sort of. Not in the way one might think though.....his proposition saved my life and more importantly, healed my hands and enabled me to play my music forever. Somehow, I get the feeling that even though he asked me if I wanted to live, he'd already made the decision for me.
So far, in the six months and one week since meeting him, life....or maybe unlife? has been a good experience mostly. But it also mirrors life before meeting him, in that life has it ups and downs, good **** and sucky ****. The good outweighs the bad. I'm pretty sure it does anyway.
For example, not long after I was turned, Scorpia introduced me to this chick, Phoenix. See, I happened to mention that I had a thing for redheads to Scorpia and the next thing I know, I'm getting a text from one. A sharp-tongued, sarcastic, confident, witty woman to be sure. I was immediately intrigued, though I think we spent a few nights texting back and forth before we actually met. Well, before she gave me her actual location, I spent a few days camped out in the hall by a place she was known to stay at or pay a visit to in the hopes of catching a glimpse of her at least.
So back to the actual meeting. She gave me a location and I traipsed off, map in hand, to pick her up. As in literally picked her up and hauled her off into the dark night. Okay, not into the dark night. I hauled her back to a place I'd been staying at, ala kidnap style. Yeah, it was a mock kidnapping but she played along; which has to have made for the most interesting beginning to a date, or whatever that was, I've ever had.
Hell, she somehow convinced me to serenade her. She was the first person I'd ever done that to. Also the first one I'd played my guitar for since being turned. While the exact lyrics escape me right now, I remember the song itself was about a redheaded hellhound. Yeah, cheesy of me but hey, I wanted to impress her and maybe, just maybe, I had a bit of a crush on her.... How could I not? She was easy to talk to and didn't tease me too much about my choice to always wear one black sock and one white sock!
More to come later...turns out vampires, at least this one, aren't immune to writers cramp....
M
So much had happened that he was hard pressed to figure out where to begin. Finally he came to the decision to just let whatever decided to come to the forefront of his mind, be the starting point.
Entry 1
June 26th....met a guy named Micah. He propositioned me. Sort of. Not in the way one might think though.....his proposition saved my life and more importantly, healed my hands and enabled me to play my music forever. Somehow, I get the feeling that even though he asked me if I wanted to live, he'd already made the decision for me.
So far, in the six months and one week since meeting him, life....or maybe unlife? has been a good experience mostly. But it also mirrors life before meeting him, in that life has it ups and downs, good **** and sucky ****. The good outweighs the bad. I'm pretty sure it does anyway.
For example, not long after I was turned, Scorpia introduced me to this chick, Phoenix. See, I happened to mention that I had a thing for redheads to Scorpia and the next thing I know, I'm getting a text from one. A sharp-tongued, sarcastic, confident, witty woman to be sure. I was immediately intrigued, though I think we spent a few nights texting back and forth before we actually met. Well, before she gave me her actual location, I spent a few days camped out in the hall by a place she was known to stay at or pay a visit to in the hopes of catching a glimpse of her at least.
So back to the actual meeting. She gave me a location and I traipsed off, map in hand, to pick her up. As in literally picked her up and hauled her off into the dark night. Okay, not into the dark night. I hauled her back to a place I'd been staying at, ala kidnap style. Yeah, it was a mock kidnapping but she played along; which has to have made for the most interesting beginning to a date, or whatever that was, I've ever had.
Hell, she somehow convinced me to serenade her. She was the first person I'd ever done that to. Also the first one I'd played my guitar for since being turned. While the exact lyrics escape me right now, I remember the song itself was about a redheaded hellhound. Yeah, cheesy of me but hey, I wanted to impress her and maybe, just maybe, I had a bit of a crush on her.... How could I not? She was easy to talk to and didn't tease me too much about my choice to always wear one black sock and one white sock!
More to come later...turns out vampires, at least this one, aren't immune to writers cramp....
M