Seth's Mess- Just One Bite

DAY 1- Just One Bite

It was hard to think over all of the clutter already occupying my mind, but somehow I found a way to manage. Seth was standing in front of me now in as deep of a thought as me. I wasn't quite sure if he was in the same state of mind though. A moment more passed us by and I could feel the room only growing more tense with the time we wasted avoiding our options; and I still didn't have an alternative to my plan. Neither did he though, but that thought was far from comforting.

“I'm not going through with it.” God, could his being stubborn and proud get in the way. Nothing was ever simple for Seth. “I just won't.” I felt my eyes roll though it had been unintentional. Then he spun around and pulled out my desk chair to sit in, neglecting to push it under the desk frame. My desk was cluttered with Cds, scraps of paper from everywhere containing random information, and of course, my computer. Seth glanced at it for a moment and then back to me. “No.” He is the perfect example of stubborn; among other things.

I turned and stared into his eyes. The color had brightened. Seth had bright green eyes which had been slightly blue before, but now they were very noticeable as green. Mine were a blue which I was very proud of as I had always had my share of compliments on them; among other things.

My eyes were still stuck on his as he looked down to my fidgeting hands. Thanks for noticing my nervousness. I stopped instantly to catch his attention. “When you think of something else I'll be glad to listen, but until then I don't want to hear any complaints.” I could be just as proud but I usually never try to be. I was trying now.

I sat down on my bed and tried to think without recognizing that I was actually trying too make the stupidest decision I could possibly make. After all I could be committing suicide tonight; but it was for a friend. Actually it was for the guy I realized I loved about a year ago. But he was reluctant to tell me how he really felt about me. I had always wished he would have just flat out said 'no.' It would have made things a whole lot simpler. High school love was useless.

Now he is in my room, in the middle of the night, deciding how to handle his recent death. The other night Seth had come to me, well my window, in the middle of the night, for help. He told me in simple terms, after he had calmed down, that he had met up with a bad crowd out late in the middle of town and that they had bit him.

This would be his town luckily and not mine. Which he lived only a few miles from. But he had closer friends. I was the lucky pick to be brought into this though because he knows I loved him, correction love. Seth claims though that he isn't trying to take advantage of me but in fact that he just knows he can trust me. To keep a secret and to help take care of him. The bottom line, Seth knows that people can count on good old Kailey.

So after the truth came out, and I finally believed he was telling the truth, after much proof I assure you, we had to figure how he was going to live... well you know what I mean.

Out came a housing plan and rules, which are basically in the making as things go on mainly because neither of us no what to expect from this. And finally we are forced to create a health plan, as in a feeding plan for Seth.

Yesterday he started craving and we tried to force ourselves to think up something useful that would last. We finally decided that if Seth could make it to the hospital, he would steal blood until we could manage something better. It was hard to think about, but the fact was there are things out there, dare I say it: vampires, that are making it without killing. I could safely assume this because there are never unexplained deaths in Harrington, Maine. If they could make it we could, Seth could. All we had to do was get some answers.

Now the only problem was the fact after three days without blood he couldn't get the job done. So here we are, just my defenseless self and a hungry vamp. And my stupid selfless proposition. Well, up until now I had really thought my mother would always be content with my choices in life.

Last night when Seth was getting ready to sneak back out of my room, around 2 A.M., we had said we would sleep on my then unreasonable plan to restore Seth's health to it's true potential.

“It's a suicide mission that I'm not willing to fulfill and I can't believe you would even think of it.” He actually sounded really sincere.

I knew that him being in his state had probably thought of draining me way before I did, but I wasn't in the mood to fight about his gory fantasies. “Fine, you want to starve? Go do it somewhere else.” I pointed to my window behind me.

I had always been positive that that was what had made my room the coldest in the house, but my mom said she was certain it was my vent. Seth didn't seem to be bothered by any temperature, but I was.

I cuddled into myself as I sat on my bed in my layers of clothes. I thought about what I had said and wasn't about to let my guard down. That was until Seth got up from the chair and pushed it in. He avoided my eyes as he collected his coat and looked past me at the window with longing.

What an ass.

I jumped up and lunged at his rugged chest before he could take another step. It's really hard to surprise vampires, but I was confident I had done so. I mumbled some nonsense into his shirt about being stupid, not exactly sure which one of us I had accused of being so, but he didn't understand either. I took a step out of the embrace with one hand still gripping the side of his tee shirt. I looked at my hand and then quickly realized that this was the first time that we had really made physical contact in the time he had changed and I slowly let my hand release it's grasp and my arm fall limp.

“You're so... ” was all I could get out. I could feel tears forming in my eyes and I knew he could see them though it was dim. That only made me mad. Seth's hand reached over to touch mine and I answered by punching his stomach. Damn, I had to have chosen the most toned part of his body.

Seth was still silent which was both soothing and irritating and he grabbed my hand again this time with much more force. My face was scrunched because his touch only caused me pain in this moment and I felt a tear fall from my eye. It landed on Seth's hand that was still holding mine and his other hand came up to wipe my face. I was reluctant and kept my head down and in the next moment my head was placed exactly where he wanted it. I knew that because he had put it there. Seth had brought both his hands up and grasped my head gently. That was all he needed though. Then he had brought it up so that my eyes couldn't look anywhere else but at his face. He had managed to do that in less than a second, I was sure.

Seth's eyes were open wide and I noticed he had a tear of his own on his cheek. I was placed so gracefully that for a moment I didn't want to disturb it. I gave in and wiped it off as his eyes followed my hand down to my side. Only God knew how much I wanted to kiss him.

I followed Seth's face back up and he looked at me as if he was scared. It's not good when scary things get scared. “I have to go.”

What the hell? My hand came up to give him a slap on the cheek I had just caressed but Seth is fast and has better reflexes than a cat on speed. He caught hold of my arm with ease and brought it to my side. It really sucks being the weaker link.

“I have to go. I'm not going to put you in even more danger than you are in now.”

“And I obviously have no say in my own involvement in-”

“No, because that would be my irresponsibility that-”

I was truly fuming at this point. “I don't care. I'm doing it for you. It's my idea and so it wouldn't be on your head. Don't you get it? I chose this plan because it's all we have left and all my prides gone now so you're not going anywhere.” I never knew I could be so commanding up until now.

Seth looked even more amazed at my power than I, thank God, and I wiped the smirk off my face as I stepped another inch closer. That was as close as I could get without it being hard to look him in the face. He wasn't much taller than me but we weren't eye level.

Seth's stern face almost made me fall back onto the bed behind us. I stood my ground trying to prove every inch of me to him. I wasn't going to back down after that spiel, besides he had chose to come to me so that I could help him, not let him die, again.

I stood my ground firmly, though if Seth really wanted he could have just picked me up and placed me out of the way. Fortunately for me he respected me. Seth reluctantly spun around me to sit on the bed. I turned as he did and I caught a glimpse of something I was very unprepared to see: weakness. I almost gasped and then realized what I had to do. He was dieing and here I was filled to the brim with what he was trying so hard to refuse.

“Seth.” I spoke the word like I never had. I leaned down and placed myself kneeling on the floor in front of him partially between his knees. “Seth.” I repeated more sternly. His head came up to meet my gaze and I leaned over to him to get closer to his face. I met his lips almost trembling and I shivered quick because they were chill. He pulled away a little, but I caught him and was more persistent. He brought his face closer and deepened the kiss and once I knew he was alert and content I moved my head down to kiss his neck and then to the side. Here I could feel Seth get tenser and I moved up to his ear.

I paused for a moment because I had to make a crazy choice. I knew I had never been so scared in my life when it took me three times to get sound out of my mouth though my lips were moving. I felt like I was in a daze as I stroked Seth's hair. I think I proved to my self that I did love the man in my arms as I spoke. “Drink.” I said it coolly though I have no idea how.

I could feel Seth's hands move up to my lower back and neck and he pulled me just far enough away from his body to get a look in my eyes. They told all and then from stress, my own provoking, and who knows what else, he gave in.

Next thing I knew I was on the floor in front of my bed. It's composed of mattresses on the floor, but if I had had any room underneath, I would be in the perfect position to see what was there.

Seth was on top of me hunched over, with teeth in my neck. I didn't feel hardly any pain but only a strange far away sensation. Like I was standing on top of a tower or a mountain.

The only noise was Seth as he tended to grunt every once in a while and after a moment more I winced and gave a small yelp. I was home alone at the moment so I might as well have been a scream, but either way I could now feel myself draining and getting even more panicky.

“Seth.” I said hardly above a whisper. He grunted. I didn't know if it was routine or of acknowledgment so I called out again. “Seth!” No respond. Oh shit. I grabbed his hair and pulled. That sent a surge of pain and I ignored it best I could as I pulled again. I knew I had to think fast if I was going to see the light of tomorrow so I pulled once more and turned my head with all my might to meet his face. He instantly found my mouth and I unpleasantly kissed a mouth filled with my own blood. I felt latched on to as I had to work to breathe and found more trouble as Seth's hands began to wonder.

“Stop.” Seth was still unresponsive to me. Great. I found his hands and tried to control them while making sure his mouth never found the blood seeping out of my neck. I was definitely having troubles because though his vampire strength was hard enough to deal with I was getting weaker. I wouldn't mind if my adrenaline kicked on right about now.

Seth lost my grasp and wandered aimlessly for a moment but then I felt cool hands on by jean button. “No, Seth stop it now!” Now I was determined. His actions had caught my attention and now I was going to have to fight for life. “Seth!” I screamed into his ear as he worked my button undone and I lost it.

I started screaming and wailing to find the real him inside the monstrous body on top of me. I began to cry as I felt his hand pull on my zipper and I finally grabbed hold of his head. He had been caressing my neck and chest with his lips when I pulled his eyes to mine.

“Seth... please. Look at me. Just look at me!” I closed my eyes and heard a noise. It was scary as hell. I looked up and saw Seth growling as he looked over me. He flew back and off of me as I stayed motionless on the floor.

I opened my eyes and realized I was on my bed. Seth was cleaned up and was looking over me. I felt my neck to find a bandage there.

“God, Kailey. I don't even know what to say. What the hell happened?”

I looked at him and envisioned him on top of me again. I had to look away. “Can we talk about this in the morning?” As soon as the words cam out I heard my error. “I mean tomorrow night.” I smiled a little. My words came out as dreamy and slow as I felt.

Seth bent closer. I gave him a queer look as I thought he was going to hug or kiss me but as he just starred at my face I began to relax. “I'll come here first thing.” He spoke both angry and upset at the same time. I wasn't quite sure who those feelings were towards either. “Bye.” He hardly looked at me as he made his way out of my window. Once he was gone I chuckled a little to myself noticing once more we had been alone and he could have used the door.