VAMPIRE DOLLHOUSE

~I'm sorry for thinking

that you weren't perfect.

Because you are.

You're perfect.~

I'm starting to feel more and more worried for Luke. Despite his bout of energy days before after eating the rat, Luke is still sick. Not just a little sick, but very sick. His skin has taken on a pale greenish color and he is throwing up. I feel so bad for him but I don't know what to do for him.

The sickness is contageous and it hits me right in my mind. I feel sick and scared and confused. What if Luke dies. What of that? What would she do without him? I feel sad. I can't take the thought of being without him and the thought of being alone scares me though I had been alone for so many years as it was. The thought of being alone now terrified me. I couldnt' do it without Luke. I just couldn't.

I ask. "Luke, do you feel any better?"

"Not yet," he replied, his voice beginning to sound raspy. "The illness I suffer from is a small hinderence only. I promise it won't affect our journey."

"I'm worried Luke," I admit. "what if we don't make it. What will we do?"

"We'll be just fine, my Angel. I promise we will."

"I need you to get better Luke," I beg, crawling toward him. I reach out a hand but he does not reach for mine and I can not touch him because he is too far away. "I need you."

"I'm fine, my love," he says. "I'm just fine. Perhaps a little lightheaded but fine. You must stay strong if you want us to make it through this ordeal. You must hold on."

"Yes, Luke, I understand."

He gives me his hand and we reach across just barely able to make contact from opposite sides of the tower. "I love you, Angel. I do."

His hand is cold and I almost drop it at once. I force myself not to and keep holding his hand. "You're my inspiration Luke. I love you so much. I know you would never hurt me. I know you would never leave me."

"Then you know correctly, love. You are my angel and I would never do anything to hurt you. Everything is going to be just fine."

"Yes, of course, Luke."

I stare at his hand. The blood courses through his skin and I swallow hard. So thirsty. So hungry. What I would do to have a sip. Just a sip of his blood. I'm hindered by my love but I'm so thirsty.

So thirsty.

THIRSTY.

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