The House: Chapter Five

Chapter Five – Death1

Part Five – Death2

It took five days for me to die. Five days of agonizing pain and semi-unconsciousness. I do not remember much from those days, it was all fuzzy. I saw things in flashes. 3

I would see Narmer standing over me giving me his wrist and then nothing. Then I would see blood and once again nothing. That was my whole cycle for those five days as far as I can remember blood and Narmer. 4

On the sixth day when I woke up everything was so bright. The room looked different the green wasn’t as dark as I originally remembered it. 5

It was a nice forest green and the tapestries were slightly lighter with their pictures woven in a darker green. I looked towards my left there was still no window, I looked over at the table and I saw the candles, but they were not lit. 6

I sat up and removed the covers I still wore the nightgown. I placed my feet on the floor and walked past the bed and the dresser. I headed to where the window should have been and pulled back the tapestry that depicted the King’s crowning. 7

I let the tapestry fall behind me and I stood looking out the window. I saw the moon, it was big and bright and it filled the garden with so much light it was as if it was practically daytime. I heard the door open and moved back into the room as Narmer walked in.8

“Why?” I said before he could talk. 9

“Because, I love you.” He said standing there with one hand resting on the door knob and the other by his side. He tilted his head to the side as he watched me watching him. He no longer had the same pull on me that he had had on me when I was human. 10

I laughed. I laughed so hard I collapsed on the floor legs curled under me. I looked up at him and he actually looked hurt. 11

“If you loved me you would have given me a choice, you would not have kidnapped me and changed me against my will. You’re no better than the stories the townsfolk tell of evil vampires coming in the night to steal the young girls and kill them!” 12

I shouted it at him, though from my position on the floor it was not a very dignified defence. I looked like a young girl having a screaming tantrum.13

I stood up hastily. He walked in and closed the door behind himself. He came over to me so fast I barely saw it. I would have moved had I known then that I was actually faster than him but I didn’t find that out until later on.14

He grabbed me by the arms and shoved his face into mine. My eyes widened with shock and I tried with all my new found strength to pull away but he was stronger. 15

“Me?” he nearly spat it out “Me the evil monster? I’m not the one going around at night attacking people at their campsites just because their different. I didn’t kill anyone in cold blood, I have only ever killed anyone in self defence and that is still thrown in my face!” 16

He shoved me backwards so hard I flew up of the ground and hit the wall. The room shook with the collision and I collapsed onto the floor. I wasn’t hurt though. I stood up and looked at him. 17

“We both made the same pact to each other over a hundred years ago. If one of us was to come back as human the other one would rescue the other.” He stood with his hands fisted against his side. 18

“Of course it would be you to die and me to do the rescuing, but then you have to go and be as stubborn as you always have been and refuse to remember anything. As a human I would understand that your limited mind couldn’t hold both sets of memories. But now you’re plainly refusing to let the memories rise!” 19

I stared at him, rubbing my arms out of habit rather than because they hurt. “Maybe you just simply picked the wrong girl.” I said completely calm. 20

“I did not pick the wrong girl.” He said calming down and letting his fist uncurl. “I can feel your aura, your spirit; I can feel it within my own.” 21

He walked slowly towards me holding up a hand he let it hover over the side of my cheek. Not touching and staying the full arms length away from me. He closed his eyes and I felt something pulse against my face. 22

I felt it tingle along my skin it knew me and I knew it. It felt so familiar. I closed my eyes and the feeling washed over me. It mingled with me and it made me feel complete, that’s when the memories started to flood back in. 23

All at once I had them shooting past my mind’s eye my birth my life my death, I clutched my throat and fell back when I remembered the split second of pain before the nothingness. 24

I slid down the wall, and sat there on the floor crying, holding my neck. I looked upwards at Narmer and held out my hand. He reached out for it and pulled me into his arms and held me while I cried on his shoulder.25

Pathetic I know, but I had just relived my death so forgive me this one act. Narmer began to stroke my. And I started to calm down. We stood there like that for about 10 minutes. When I finally stopped crying I pulled back. Wiped the wet tears from my face and looked at him. 26

Everything had happened so fast. I wasn’t sure what to do. I now had two different sets of memories in my mind; it was difficult to know what I wanted. Half of me wanted to kiss him the other half wanted to punch him as hard as possible. 27

“I need to be outside for a bit” I said to him as I began to walk past. I lifted the tapestry that had me depicted on it and opened the door. 28

I turned into the hallway and headed towards the stairs I descended them quickly not noticing how fast I was going, I was suddenly outside and standing in the garden. 29

I looked behind me and Narmer was standing by the open front door. I turned my back on him and looked out past the gate and the field beyond. I breathed in the cool night air and took in all the sounds of the woods, even though it was a good few miles away over the field. I smiled both parts of me smiled. I turned back to Narmer. 30

“Maybe one day I will be able to forgive you.” I stopped. “Well a part of me already does. And she loves you for it.” I paused and stared at him. “But a part of me also wants to kill you.” 31

I walked towards the end of the garden and stopped at the gate. “I need to figure out who I am.” I didn’t give him time to answer I just ran I didn’t stop I kept going until it felt like I couldn’t go on anymore. 32

I knew it would take him a lot longer to reach where I was then it had taken me. I had almost flown here my feet barley touching the floor. Narmer was at least a couple of days behind me.33

I could have kept that distance between us permanently but I didn’t. I stopped in a clearing in the forest; I sat down at the base of one of the trees just at the edge. 34

I sat there thinking; I watched the animals of the forest come and go as they went about their daily routines. I just sat there until he found me two days later. 35

“So who are you?” He said as he walked up to me. 36

“I am me.” I said as cryptically as I could and absolutely failed. I sighed “I don’t know who I am, but I have never known. Not even as Narrissa. I just lived from day to day not looking back not looking forward. And now here I am doing the same thing again because that’s all I know.” 37

I stood up and tried to straighten the robe that I still had on. A vague thought of getting some clothes crossed my mind.38

“I am going to go home now. Maybe by the time you return the urge to kill you will have subsided” and again I left him standing there.39

I reached the house and ran up to the bedroom. I walked over to the dresser and looked down at it, at the writing set. 40

I sat down and began to write. 41

#42

This is my final draft, I have been writing for a day now.43

It hasn’t helped though; I still don’t know who I am, am I Alesiya or am I Narrissa, which memories do I keep and which do I forget? Should I even forget any? It is all so confusing. 44

He will be back soon and then who knows what will happen. I might kill him, I still have a strong urge to do so, and I might not.45

I wish things were simpler; I wish that whoever is reading this now could call out and tell me.46

“This is what you must do! This is how it must go! This is who you are!” But it won’t happen. I know that at least. 47

He’s arrived, I can hear his breathing coming up through the window. 48

I shall go to meet him. Maybe we will hunt together; I feel the hunger pulling at me. 49

Alesiya.50