Chapter 8 Fledge Away
He had to push me away, I could not stop the need for the blood was more powerful than anything I had ever wanted in my life. He took my arms and pushed me over onto the bed, he was still so much stronger than I was. He sat on top of me and said again. " I need to feed more before you can " The feeling of his warm body to me now was a new sensation, I reached up to touch his chest and he let me for a bit but then took my hands and kissed them. " I have to go ' " No " I moaned out, " I have too " He bent down and kissed me and ran his tounge across my new fangs and I could again taste his blood. I put my hands on his shoulders and he again pulled them away and got up. I looked at him in the mirror and he looked so pale, he turned " We don't show much in mirrors, there are many things that are different now but not that many, more just subtle things, things that those who have eyes that are alive would not notice unless we pointed them out to them. " He came back over and kissed me again, " I will be back soon, then you can continue your frenzy on me you that your enjoying " he kissed me fully, " And that I am enjoying " He went over to the door and looked back at me again " I didn't think you would take so much at first, after all it was your first time " he laughed and left.
I laid back down on the bed, I could again smell just barely still the incense he brought me, I got up to look for it I wanted to light some more. I found it, on the table. I picked a stick up and noticed that my hand seemed lighter almost transparent, my nails looked long and beautiful. I could no longer see the veins in my arms and hands. I picked up a stick and smelled it, it was stronger than anything I had ever smelled before, I rolled my eyes back and gasped - the smell was erotic. I picked up my bottle of perfume that was also on the table next to it, the smell was so overpowering it almost made me sick. I went to the mirror that he had been in front of and I saw the same coloring as he has. I noticed strongly the smell of the Ocean, I also heard the Eagles louder than I ever heard before. To me I did not feel cold, just as he no longer felt cold to me, I smelled the incense and had to sit down. I picked up the hand mirror and looked closely at myself. I had dark circles under my eyes but not too dark that anyone would think anything of rather than just not enough sleep. I looked at my fangs - they were just like his, to see enough but not to be noticed unless I wanted someone to notice them.
I felt the hunger inside, it was not like a hunger I had ever known for anything, it was worse than the hunger that I felt for his blood. I ran my fingers through my hair and that did not seem to change any. I really felt no different except the hunger. I had died I knew that just as he knew it when it happened to him, but really felt no difference. I was sure there were more things that I could do just as he could. I knew I was stronger than I was before, I had not meant to rip his clothes. At the moment I was not tired, I only wanted him back, I wondered why he did not take me with him. I went back over to the bed and crawled across it wondering if I could smell him still, I could his scent was all over the bed and the pillows, it was the most sensual thing I had ever smelled before. If I had smelled this when I was alive that night on the Wharf I think I might have gone insane, maybe it was just as well. I took the pillow and held it just breathing in his scent, I wondered if I smelled this way to him.
I took the pillow and went over to the window and passed the incense that was still burning, it mixed in with the smell from the pillow. It was like an aphrodisiac to me, like nothing in the world I knew before. I got to the window and looked out down at his spot, I could now be with him in his spot. It was better than any dream I ever had, if this was the way my new life was to be, I wished he had given it and himself to me sooner. How could he have held this from me all these years. Had he ever given this to anyone else I wondered, I could see no reason why he wouldn't have - had he never met another he wanted to share eternity with, in my mortal life I hadn't but he had several mortal lifetimes to have met someone else. Surely someone would have asked him to do it, just as I wanted him to do it to me. In my mortal life I was not looking for anyone, maybe it was the same with him. Henry I had not really wanted, he just put himself in my life. Those several other mortal lifetimes would only have been one for him though. I had to realize he was thinking in a different frame of mind than I was or ever had. He had said that there had been no one else before he died. It was hard to believe but I did believe him. His spot seemed so lonely.
Then I heard the door and smelled him, I clawed into the pillow and heard him close the door and lock it, "There are still a few people", before he could finish I was across the room and had him pushed up against the door and was biting deep into his neck, he moaned out loudly and fell to the floor and took me down with him, I wondered again if he sounded like that when he was alive. I drank deeply and fully and with complete abandon and he let me take as much as I wanted. Though I felt no desire that a woman feels for a man any longer, this was a different type of desire. It was more so than I felt for him when I was alive. I heard him moan out with pleasure from time to time and I could feel it in his throat. I felt his grip in my hair loosen and his body go a little limp. I stopped and looked at him, he had a look of listlessness on his face. " Shaun " he looked at me, " That is how is feels to you when you drink from someone, if you don't want to kill them then you would stop just like you did - you learn quickly my love " " Did I take too much ? " " No " he laughed, " You can't kill us just by taking all of the blood we have consumed, it just makes us weak, so weak we can't do much of anything for a while." I got up off of him and sat next to him, he sat up and smiled. He leaned against the door and I watched him. I went to slit my wrist as he had done and he took my hands and kissed them again. " I just need a wee bit Christine "
I got up and held my hand out to him. " I'm sorry " " I will be fine " He took my hand and I led him back over to the bed, he laid down. He was so beautiful, so much more than he was to me before. I did not know what to do, I knelt down next to him and touched his face. His skin was very soft. He looked at me, " Don't worry, just lay down next to me for a bit " he laid out his arm and I put my head on his shoulder and he put his arm back around me and I smelled him deeply and I could hear he was doing the same. I could see the light was coming. "There are still some people downstairs you know " " I thought they had all gone, " Well it seems they found their way into the dining room and found the liquor, at least that is what it smells like. " I laughed. " How dark does it get in here with the curtains drawn ? " " You don't know " " No this is the first time I have been in here " I was a bit shocked by this. " You can't see without a candle " " Could you close the curtains then ? " I got up and did as he asked but looked down at his spot one last time, it was the oddest feeling I had felt, he was no longer there, he was here with me now.
I felt his arms around my waist as I pulled the curtain shut and I put my arms up behind me to hold his neck and he ran his hand across my body and kissed my arm. He took my hand and pushed me up against the wall and started to take his shirt off and the rest of his clothes. He pushed my legs apart with his knee and pushed up against me. I know he felt no desire, nor did I. He opened my robe and bit hard into my neck and drank fully This feeling of the blood draining from my body was more pleasing than I thought it would be, it was almost as equally pleasing as taking his blood, much beyond any physical pleasure that he had given me earlier. I felt the swoon from the loss of blood and started to fall, he picked me up and laid me down on the bed and looked at me very quickly and started drinking again. I let him take as much as he wanted just as he did with me. When he stopped his breathing was still heavy but the look of pleasure on his face was beyond anything I had seen before. It thrilled me that I could cause him such deep sensual pleasure. He kissed me on the mouth and I could taste my blood still on his lips.
He did not take as much as I did. I did not feel as bad as he had on the floor. I did feel the need for sleep now though, which I wondered why it felt more powerful than when I was alive. I fell asleep before he did. I had no dreams, the 'day' passed with only thoughts as I had when I was awake when I was alive. I knew I was sleeping or rather that my body was and I wondered why I would need sleep or to rest at all. Surely I had no physical reason for it. I could feel him beside me still. He was very still and so to must I have been. His breathing slowed down to near a nothing as to must have mine. I felt the heat of the day pass and thought it very uncomfortable and that I would want somewhere much darker to rest. I felt the need to take one very deep breath and then I woke up, before he did. I looked at him, neither one of us had moved at all, he looked so at peace. He took the same deep breath and opened his eyes and smiled and looked at me. The hunger I felt again. It was almost sunset and I heard the Eaglets squealing and I wondered if they had been fed yet.
I tried to get up but I still felt pretty weak, " You have to have some before we go out. " " Out ? " " You have to learn, and there are things you will want to see with your new eyes and I know there are things you want to talk with me about and I want to do that at my house" His house, I never even thought of it, where was it ?, what did it look like ?, how long had he been in it ?. Yes he was right there were still many things I wanted to know from him. He pulled me onto him and began kissing me gently until I could not control it and started kissing down his neck and I bit into it not so hard as I did though before. He let out a small moan. He ran his fingers through my knotted hair but did not pull through any of them. I took enough to feel as though I could get up. " You have more self control than I did " He said while I was getting up.
I went to the window and opened the curtain and winced away at the sun, it burned my eyes like it had never before I turned quickly around with my hands over my face and I felt his arms around me closing the curtain. " It takes time to get used to any type of sunlight, a long time. " " How long" " It was a very long time before I tried after I was made, but from that time, many years." I would not be able to see the sun for years I thought. " No " he said. " The night has it's own beauty you will soon see, you have been out at night before and seen the heavy moon, you know the wonderful cool feeling of the dark. Christine it's only better now. You can see me now in the darkness " I had not thought about it but I could. " Not well " " I know but soon you will be seeing as the night animals can see, you will also fall in love with the Owls of the night as much as you love the Eagles of the day. " " I will never see them fledge away " " You will see Barn Owl babies and hear their cries for food at night instead, you will hear the Great Horned Owl soaring through the night sky. " He let me go and went to light the oil lamp on the table, " Soon you won't even need this but you do for now "
I was beginning to think of other things I would not now ever be able to do. " Come to the bathroom with me " I looked at him a bit puzzled and confused, we need to clean up a little bit first, again something I had not thought of. I went with him and he lit many candles in the bathroom which became very bright, but it did not hurt as much as the sunlight did. I looked at him and he was indeed covered in blood, I had either not seen it or did not care before, I looked in the mirror and so was I. He took a hold of my waist and picked me up and put me on the counter. He took a wash cloth and dampened it in cold water and started to wipe my stomach off and kissed it, "You will always have the original scar here, I did it there because I did not want anyone else to see it ". He wiped the rest of my body clean as well kissing me here and there and I did the same to him and saw the scar on his neck that Lynn had left. It was lighter than mine but I could still see it. He picked up my hair brush " May I brush your hair " I thought it to be trivial but I could see he really wanted to so I let him, he did it so gently, brushed out every tangle, brushed such long soft strokes.
" No I won't " I said and he smiled and laughed so big I could see his fangs clearly in the candlelight, then I realized he had said nothing. I knew what his thought was " She would never have to worry about a monthly cycle anymore " " You do learn very quick my love " I answered his thought before he said anything just as he could do with me. " Will it always be like this with every thought now " " No not all the time" " How does it work ?" I asked, " I don't know, how did it work when you were alive and you were feeling me ? " You knew about that ? " " I knew, it will get to be more and more, much more than when you were alive and you will be able to control it no less " That thought scared me I could not control it when I was alive and now it will be worse. " You will just have to learn to live with it, there is nothing else you can do. It will come in handy though sometimes. " I never thought of it as ever coming in handy before.
When he finished brushing my hair, I had started thinking about leaving. " Where are we going to go ? " " Town " " How are we going to get there ? " " Well we could swim or you could fly like the Eagles if you wanted, they should be thinking of sleep by now " I just stared at him, " You mean really fly like them " " Yes " " I can do that " " Not alone yet but with a little help, faster than they can, it will be very fast though not much time to take in scenery and it will be too dark." I heard what he said but all I kept thinking was I could fly like the Eagles.
It did not take me too long to get ready for this as I wanted it so bad, he on the other hand was wondering how he would present himself with ripped clothes. " Christine I need to go home and get something else to wear " " I suppose that would be a good idea " I could not help but laugh a bit. " I'm sorry about that " " It was well worth it, I will be back in a bit " I was about to say no, that I had wanted to go too but he was already out the door and gone. Where did he live I wondered to myself again, I also wondered how far away he could hear my thoughts.
He came back in a very short while, dressed stunningly in a beige shirt and black floral printed vest and beige pants. His hair was pulled back and he had a dark coat on. I thought he was simply the loveliest creature I had every seen, he bowed and said thank you. It was unnerving to say the least. I wore what would have amounted to a matching beige and black dress, but he saw what I was wearing first. We stood next to each other in the mirror - we were beautiful without words. If we had been alive still we could have had frighteningly beautiful children. He took my hand and we went downstairs and I could see that there was a mess to be cleaned up still but that would wait till later.
I knew Collette would be coming back in a few days, how I was going to deal with that I was not sure. Tonight though was all that was really on my mind. We walked down the steps, I could hear the Eagles still, but they did nothing to us. He stopped just at the bottom step and told me it was easier from a hard surface rather than in sand. I was getting nervous. " Just don't let go. " If I had been alive I would have been sweating. I felt him lunge forward and up and pulled my wrist. I felt the ground leave under my feet, I felt gravity want to pull me back down but he had clamped onto my wrist like a grip. I felt the sensation of going up and fast. I wanted to close my eyes but didn't. It was like he said very fast and very dark. I could not hear much of anything except the wind blowing in my ears. Before I really knew what had happened, we were descending. It was quite fast and a very hard landing for me, if he had not caught me I would have fallen. It hurt quite a bit, he seemed to land more gently than I did. " It takes practice, you will learn "
I laid back down on the bed, I could again smell just barely still the incense he brought me, I got up to look for it I wanted to light some more. I found it, on the table. I picked a stick up and noticed that my hand seemed lighter almost transparent, my nails looked long and beautiful. I could no longer see the veins in my arms and hands. I picked up a stick and smelled it, it was stronger than anything I had ever smelled before, I rolled my eyes back and gasped - the smell was erotic. I picked up my bottle of perfume that was also on the table next to it, the smell was so overpowering it almost made me sick. I went to the mirror that he had been in front of and I saw the same coloring as he has. I noticed strongly the smell of the Ocean, I also heard the Eagles louder than I ever heard before. To me I did not feel cold, just as he no longer felt cold to me, I smelled the incense and had to sit down. I picked up the hand mirror and looked closely at myself. I had dark circles under my eyes but not too dark that anyone would think anything of rather than just not enough sleep. I looked at my fangs - they were just like his, to see enough but not to be noticed unless I wanted someone to notice them.
I felt the hunger inside, it was not like a hunger I had ever known for anything, it was worse than the hunger that I felt for his blood. I ran my fingers through my hair and that did not seem to change any. I really felt no different except the hunger. I had died I knew that just as he knew it when it happened to him, but really felt no difference. I was sure there were more things that I could do just as he could. I knew I was stronger than I was before, I had not meant to rip his clothes. At the moment I was not tired, I only wanted him back, I wondered why he did not take me with him. I went back over to the bed and crawled across it wondering if I could smell him still, I could his scent was all over the bed and the pillows, it was the most sensual thing I had ever smelled before. If I had smelled this when I was alive that night on the Wharf I think I might have gone insane, maybe it was just as well. I took the pillow and held it just breathing in his scent, I wondered if I smelled this way to him.
I took the pillow and went over to the window and passed the incense that was still burning, it mixed in with the smell from the pillow. It was like an aphrodisiac to me, like nothing in the world I knew before. I got to the window and looked out down at his spot, I could now be with him in his spot. It was better than any dream I ever had, if this was the way my new life was to be, I wished he had given it and himself to me sooner. How could he have held this from me all these years. Had he ever given this to anyone else I wondered, I could see no reason why he wouldn't have - had he never met another he wanted to share eternity with, in my mortal life I hadn't but he had several mortal lifetimes to have met someone else. Surely someone would have asked him to do it, just as I wanted him to do it to me. In my mortal life I was not looking for anyone, maybe it was the same with him. Henry I had not really wanted, he just put himself in my life. Those several other mortal lifetimes would only have been one for him though. I had to realize he was thinking in a different frame of mind than I was or ever had. He had said that there had been no one else before he died. It was hard to believe but I did believe him. His spot seemed so lonely.
Then I heard the door and smelled him, I clawed into the pillow and heard him close the door and lock it, "There are still a few people", before he could finish I was across the room and had him pushed up against the door and was biting deep into his neck, he moaned out loudly and fell to the floor and took me down with him, I wondered again if he sounded like that when he was alive. I drank deeply and fully and with complete abandon and he let me take as much as I wanted. Though I felt no desire that a woman feels for a man any longer, this was a different type of desire. It was more so than I felt for him when I was alive. I heard him moan out with pleasure from time to time and I could feel it in his throat. I felt his grip in my hair loosen and his body go a little limp. I stopped and looked at him, he had a look of listlessness on his face. " Shaun " he looked at me, " That is how is feels to you when you drink from someone, if you don't want to kill them then you would stop just like you did - you learn quickly my love " " Did I take too much ? " " No " he laughed, " You can't kill us just by taking all of the blood we have consumed, it just makes us weak, so weak we can't do much of anything for a while." I got up off of him and sat next to him, he sat up and smiled. He leaned against the door and I watched him. I went to slit my wrist as he had done and he took my hands and kissed them again. " I just need a wee bit Christine "
I got up and held my hand out to him. " I'm sorry " " I will be fine " He took my hand and I led him back over to the bed, he laid down. He was so beautiful, so much more than he was to me before. I did not know what to do, I knelt down next to him and touched his face. His skin was very soft. He looked at me, " Don't worry, just lay down next to me for a bit " he laid out his arm and I put my head on his shoulder and he put his arm back around me and I smelled him deeply and I could hear he was doing the same. I could see the light was coming. "There are still some people downstairs you know " " I thought they had all gone, " Well it seems they found their way into the dining room and found the liquor, at least that is what it smells like. " I laughed. " How dark does it get in here with the curtains drawn ? " " You don't know " " No this is the first time I have been in here " I was a bit shocked by this. " You can't see without a candle " " Could you close the curtains then ? " I got up and did as he asked but looked down at his spot one last time, it was the oddest feeling I had felt, he was no longer there, he was here with me now.
I felt his arms around my waist as I pulled the curtain shut and I put my arms up behind me to hold his neck and he ran his hand across my body and kissed my arm. He took my hand and pushed me up against the wall and started to take his shirt off and the rest of his clothes. He pushed my legs apart with his knee and pushed up against me. I know he felt no desire, nor did I. He opened my robe and bit hard into my neck and drank fully This feeling of the blood draining from my body was more pleasing than I thought it would be, it was almost as equally pleasing as taking his blood, much beyond any physical pleasure that he had given me earlier. I felt the swoon from the loss of blood and started to fall, he picked me up and laid me down on the bed and looked at me very quickly and started drinking again. I let him take as much as he wanted just as he did with me. When he stopped his breathing was still heavy but the look of pleasure on his face was beyond anything I had seen before. It thrilled me that I could cause him such deep sensual pleasure. He kissed me on the mouth and I could taste my blood still on his lips.
He did not take as much as I did. I did not feel as bad as he had on the floor. I did feel the need for sleep now though, which I wondered why it felt more powerful than when I was alive. I fell asleep before he did. I had no dreams, the 'day' passed with only thoughts as I had when I was awake when I was alive. I knew I was sleeping or rather that my body was and I wondered why I would need sleep or to rest at all. Surely I had no physical reason for it. I could feel him beside me still. He was very still and so to must I have been. His breathing slowed down to near a nothing as to must have mine. I felt the heat of the day pass and thought it very uncomfortable and that I would want somewhere much darker to rest. I felt the need to take one very deep breath and then I woke up, before he did. I looked at him, neither one of us had moved at all, he looked so at peace. He took the same deep breath and opened his eyes and smiled and looked at me. The hunger I felt again. It was almost sunset and I heard the Eaglets squealing and I wondered if they had been fed yet.
I tried to get up but I still felt pretty weak, " You have to have some before we go out. " " Out ? " " You have to learn, and there are things you will want to see with your new eyes and I know there are things you want to talk with me about and I want to do that at my house" His house, I never even thought of it, where was it ?, what did it look like ?, how long had he been in it ?. Yes he was right there were still many things I wanted to know from him. He pulled me onto him and began kissing me gently until I could not control it and started kissing down his neck and I bit into it not so hard as I did though before. He let out a small moan. He ran his fingers through my knotted hair but did not pull through any of them. I took enough to feel as though I could get up. " You have more self control than I did " He said while I was getting up.
I went to the window and opened the curtain and winced away at the sun, it burned my eyes like it had never before I turned quickly around with my hands over my face and I felt his arms around me closing the curtain. " It takes time to get used to any type of sunlight, a long time. " " How long" " It was a very long time before I tried after I was made, but from that time, many years." I would not be able to see the sun for years I thought. " No " he said. " The night has it's own beauty you will soon see, you have been out at night before and seen the heavy moon, you know the wonderful cool feeling of the dark. Christine it's only better now. You can see me now in the darkness " I had not thought about it but I could. " Not well " " I know but soon you will be seeing as the night animals can see, you will also fall in love with the Owls of the night as much as you love the Eagles of the day. " " I will never see them fledge away " " You will see Barn Owl babies and hear their cries for food at night instead, you will hear the Great Horned Owl soaring through the night sky. " He let me go and went to light the oil lamp on the table, " Soon you won't even need this but you do for now "
I was beginning to think of other things I would not now ever be able to do. " Come to the bathroom with me " I looked at him a bit puzzled and confused, we need to clean up a little bit first, again something I had not thought of. I went with him and he lit many candles in the bathroom which became very bright, but it did not hurt as much as the sunlight did. I looked at him and he was indeed covered in blood, I had either not seen it or did not care before, I looked in the mirror and so was I. He took a hold of my waist and picked me up and put me on the counter. He took a wash cloth and dampened it in cold water and started to wipe my stomach off and kissed it, "You will always have the original scar here, I did it there because I did not want anyone else to see it ". He wiped the rest of my body clean as well kissing me here and there and I did the same to him and saw the scar on his neck that Lynn had left. It was lighter than mine but I could still see it. He picked up my hair brush " May I brush your hair " I thought it to be trivial but I could see he really wanted to so I let him, he did it so gently, brushed out every tangle, brushed such long soft strokes.
" No I won't " I said and he smiled and laughed so big I could see his fangs clearly in the candlelight, then I realized he had said nothing. I knew what his thought was " She would never have to worry about a monthly cycle anymore " " You do learn very quick my love " I answered his thought before he said anything just as he could do with me. " Will it always be like this with every thought now " " No not all the time" " How does it work ?" I asked, " I don't know, how did it work when you were alive and you were feeling me ? " You knew about that ? " " I knew, it will get to be more and more, much more than when you were alive and you will be able to control it no less " That thought scared me I could not control it when I was alive and now it will be worse. " You will just have to learn to live with it, there is nothing else you can do. It will come in handy though sometimes. " I never thought of it as ever coming in handy before.
When he finished brushing my hair, I had started thinking about leaving. " Where are we going to go ? " " Town " " How are we going to get there ? " " Well we could swim or you could fly like the Eagles if you wanted, they should be thinking of sleep by now " I just stared at him, " You mean really fly like them " " Yes " " I can do that " " Not alone yet but with a little help, faster than they can, it will be very fast though not much time to take in scenery and it will be too dark." I heard what he said but all I kept thinking was I could fly like the Eagles.
It did not take me too long to get ready for this as I wanted it so bad, he on the other hand was wondering how he would present himself with ripped clothes. " Christine I need to go home and get something else to wear " " I suppose that would be a good idea " I could not help but laugh a bit. " I'm sorry about that " " It was well worth it, I will be back in a bit " I was about to say no, that I had wanted to go too but he was already out the door and gone. Where did he live I wondered to myself again, I also wondered how far away he could hear my thoughts.
He came back in a very short while, dressed stunningly in a beige shirt and black floral printed vest and beige pants. His hair was pulled back and he had a dark coat on. I thought he was simply the loveliest creature I had every seen, he bowed and said thank you. It was unnerving to say the least. I wore what would have amounted to a matching beige and black dress, but he saw what I was wearing first. We stood next to each other in the mirror - we were beautiful without words. If we had been alive still we could have had frighteningly beautiful children. He took my hand and we went downstairs and I could see that there was a mess to be cleaned up still but that would wait till later.
I knew Collette would be coming back in a few days, how I was going to deal with that I was not sure. Tonight though was all that was really on my mind. We walked down the steps, I could hear the Eagles still, but they did nothing to us. He stopped just at the bottom step and told me it was easier from a hard surface rather than in sand. I was getting nervous. " Just don't let go. " If I had been alive I would have been sweating. I felt him lunge forward and up and pulled my wrist. I felt the ground leave under my feet, I felt gravity want to pull me back down but he had clamped onto my wrist like a grip. I felt the sensation of going up and fast. I wanted to close my eyes but didn't. It was like he said very fast and very dark. I could not hear much of anything except the wind blowing in my ears. Before I really knew what had happened, we were descending. It was quite fast and a very hard landing for me, if he had not caught me I would have fallen. It hurt quite a bit, he seemed to land more gently than I did. " It takes practice, you will learn "