The Guest & the Change (9 page)

She pushed him back and pulled off his jacket and t-shirt, while he sat astride her.
 
His chest and stomach were tight and smooth, delicious looking.
 
She ran her fingers down his chest, to the top of his jeans, and he was back on top of her, pushing against her through their trousers.
 
She pushed back, wanting him, desire running though her.
 

He reached around her back and undid her bra, removing it and flinging it to the floor, caressing her breasts.
 
Sarah felt in heaven as his mouth came down to her tummy, tracing kisses down to the line above her jeans.
 
Then his fingers were ripping her jeans open and he pulled those off too.

He left her pants on and Sarah watched as he looked over her body, absorbing the site of her nakedness.
 
She reached for him and pulled him back to her again, pulling his hips towards her, fumbling at his belt as he kissed her lips, and breathed in her scent at her neck.
 

He pushed her pants aside, forcing himself inside her, pounding into her repeatedly, pulling her bum hard against him.
 
Sarah touched him everywhere, trying to be as close to every part of him as she could.
 
Feeling him deep inside her, she pulled him even deeper, contracting her hips towards his, pushing into his rhythm.
 
She kissed him passionately as he penetrated her, feeling his hair, his chest, his back.
 
She felt she was living in a fantasy, a book, a make believe
world.
 
Like this couldn’t be real.
 
But it felt more real than anything she’d ever experienced.
 

She felt tension building
within
her, moaning as she released, repeatedly.
 
Shaking around him as she held him tight.
 
She felt him release into her, while he kissed her and loved her.
 
Sarah leant into him as he pulled her back on top and held her tightly, stroking her hair, their breath slowing.
 
She looked up into his intense eyes, regarding her with awe, and what looked like love.
 
She couldn’t break his gaze and just let herself look at him, taking him in, connecting with his soul.

***

After Sarah had lain there, looking at Daniel for what she felt could never be long
enough,
she forced herself to get up.
 
He watched her mischievously as she dressed in front of him.
 
She felt her cheeks warming again, he was so hot.
 

‘I’m going to fix some food, would you like anything?
 
Do you even need to eat?’

‘I don’t need to, I can survive off blood, but food does nourish me, especially when I don’t feed as often as I should.
 
So yes, please, I would like some food.’ He said with a smile.

Sarah just made a couple of sandwiches and a small salad to share, opened some wine and fetched glasses.
 
Daniel came in and sat at the table, watching her as she poured their drinks.
 
He raised his glass ‘Cheers’.

‘To what may I ask?’ said Sarah.

‘To us, to staying strong, to sorting out this mess.’

Sarah
clinked
his glass and tucked in.
 
Her sandwich was simple but
tasty,
she hadn’t
realized
how hungry she was.
 
Images from earlier in the woods flicked back to her mind, but she pushed them away.
 
If she let them in she would lose it all over again.
 
No.
 
That couldn’t happen.
 
If she let them in she wouldn’t be able to plan.
 
She wouldn’t be able to sort out the mess at all.
 
And she had to do something, otherwise she was in danger - it was likely her whole family was in danger.
 
And the town?

‘What was it you said the night we met?
 
Something about writing a book about vampires invading our town?
 
Was that true, are you writing a book? Or were you testing me?’

‘I admit it, I’m not writing a book.
 
It’s partly my cover story, and partly I wanted to see how you would react - to the idea of the supernatural.’

‘But when you said about invading our town, did you say it because you think this town is being invaded?
 
And who is it that you’re following?’

‘I’m following Sebastian.
 
I think he must have turned Jo.
 
And killed, or turned, other people in this town who have been reported missing.
 
Sebastian likes creating havoc.
 
He is old, he’s wild,
he
finds fun in hurting people.
 
He turned me.’

Daniel looked sad so Sarah interrupted ‘He hurt you too?’

‘Well yes, but it’s complicated.
 
It was a long time ago.
 
I never turned wild like him.
 
He took things from me - my family, tormenting me, trying to make me act like him.
 
It didn’t work though, he made me insanely angry, but at him, not at the world.
 
I didn’t want to take it out on victims as he’d hoped.
 
I wanted to destroy him.
 
I do want to destroy him.’

‘Why haven’t you?’

‘He is substantially older than me, he has taken more victims, more blood, more lives.
 
He is stronger than me.’

Sarah stood up and paced, ‘Then what can we do?’

‘We must kill him, we must think of a plan, before he destroys us.
 
He will want you too, to spite me.’

Daniel got up and walked towards Sarah, she felt her heart pound as he took her hand.
 

‘Sarah, I want you now.
 
I want you to be with me.’

Sarah felt confused, she pulled away.

‘But, I don’t want to be like you.
 
I don’t want you to turn me.’

‘I won’t.’ He stepped forward and brushed her hair away from her face, his cool fingers making her tingle.
 

‘I’m so confused Daniel, I feel crazed by my feelings for you.
 
I want you, but this is all so crazy.
 
I’ve only just lost Jo.’

‘I know, I’m pushing things, but I’m crazy for you.
 
You are so beautiful.
 
And your smell, he pulled her close and breathed her in again, you smell
different, amazing.
 
And when I look into your eyes, I see
you,
I feel this draw I can’t explain.’

‘I feel it too.’
 
Sarah let him kiss her, and she kissed him back fiercely.
 
She made herself pull away, ‘I have children Daniel.
 
If Sebastian leaves this town, what then, you will follow him?
 
You will just leave?
 
I can’t follow you, I love Megan and Bea,
I
need to look after them.’

‘That’s why we have to end this, to destroy him.
 
Then I will never have to leave.’

‘And Jo, we destroy him to?
 
We kill him?’

‘If we don’t he will kill.
 
He probably has already.’

‘What if he’s like you?
 
What if he feels things more intensely and can reject that life?’

‘From seeing him earlier, I think that’s unlikely.
 
He wanted to kill you Sarah.’

‘But if we kill him, it’s so final.
 
I can’t accept this is happening.’

Sarah pulled back and sat back down at the table.
 
Picking up her glass
she
glugged at her wine, numbing her reality.

‘I don’t want to kill him.
 
I don’t want him to be dead.
 
Can’t we leave, get my kids and run away?’

‘But if we do that, how many people will die?
 
Do you want that?’

‘No, I don’t!
 
But to kill him.
 
Who would that make me?
 
What would it do to me?’

‘You would be a
protector,
you would be protecting this town.
 
He’s completely lost to you already.
 
You can’t have him back Sarah.’

Sarah looked into his eyes.
 
‘I don’t want him back.
 
I just don’t want this to be happening.’

‘Neither do
I
, although it has
led
me to you,’ he actually grinned, ‘I’m sorry Sarah, I know it’s destroying your world.
 
But I’ve been in this alone.’

‘For how long?’
Sarah asked.

‘Thirty years.’

‘It’s only thirty years since you’ve been a vampire?’

Sarah actually laughed herself, ‘I’m sorry, it’s just I would have expected you to be a lot older.’ And she raised her eyebrows at him.

‘That still means I’ve been a vampire for longer than you’ve been alive though,’ he smirked,
smoldering
at her.
 
Heat rose in her cheeks again, and she let it, watching him watch her appreciatively.
 

‘Daniel,’ she said more seriously, trying to bring him back on track.
 
‘What can we do, even if we are to plan to kill
them.
 
Both Sebastian and Jo.
 
How are we going to do it?
 
Have you ever tried to kill Sebastian before?’

‘Yes, I have.
 
A few times actually.
 
I’ve fought him, I’ve tried to trick him, but it’s never worked.
 
He laughs at me, like I’m an annoying fly he can brush aside.
 
He doesn’t really try that hard to kill me though.
 
He turned me - I think he still wants me to be like him.’

‘How old is Sebastian?’

‘He really is old, a lot older than me.
 
Maybe 700 years.
 
I don’t know exactly.’

‘And is he invading this town?
 
What has he done before?
 
What have you watched him do?

‘He has done all sorts of things.
 
He picks towns, always a long way away from each other.
 
Typically in different countries to cover this tracks.
 
Then he tears them apart.
 
He turns people.
 
He kills people.
 
He turns people against each other.
 
Sometimes he leaves it at that, moves on, finds something else to amuse
himself
with.
 
Every few years he will take it all the
way,
completely destroy everything and everyone in the town.
 
Literally leaving no-one alive.
 
He will create some cover story and influence investigators to forget, tell media some story, gas explosion, the like.
 
Then he will leave to torment someone else.
 
That’s what he enjoys.’

Sarah fell silent.
 
She couldn’t
bear
the thought of so much destruction.
 

But thoughts played at the edge of her mind.
 
‘Could I kill a vampire?
 
Am I strong enough?’

‘Yes, I’m sure you could ram a stake into a vampire’s heart, up through the ribs or from behind.
 
You would have to catch them by surprise though, as they are much faster than you.
 
You probably couldn’t manage to decapitate a vampire.
 
That takes greater strength, or a weapon.
 
But it would be hard to wield a weapon
strong enough for the job, fast enough for them not to defend themselves.’