My Mr Vampire has gone Mad Again

AZALEA

“Daffy had another heart attack. You must come back here quick, Miss Lea” The doctor reported and my hands went numb immediately. 

“What… Did you just say, doctor?” 

His voice was panic stricken as he yelled again, “Your brother in danger, Miss Lea. Come here quickly!” Hearing it, I stood frozen on the sidewalk, the doctor’s voice echoing in my ear, over and over again. 

Daffodil again! 

Pain rose to my chest, my throat hitched and I felt like crying, but this is no time to cry. 

I ended the call quickly and pocketed my phone before sprinting towards the subway. 

Daffy must be in terrible pain.

He had no one but me! My chest hurt even more at the thought of that. 

My phone rang again, and I quickly picked it up, in case it was the doctor, but no. It was Poppy. My stepsister.

"Where on earth are you, Lea? Have you forgotten I must hand in my assignment before the next class?” she barked like she always does.

“I can’t!” I snapped breathlessly. “The doctor just called, that Daffy had a heart attack again. I have to…” My voice cracked. “Poppy, I have to be there for him, please.” 

“Who cares if that sickle–celled dies, huh?” Poppy cut in venomously, “Come back to school right now before the next class or else I will...”

I hung up before she could finish whatever she wanted to say. 

No one else is going to stay with Daffy if I don’t. 

Mum and Dad are no more, no relatives, just Poppy and I. And Poppy? She wouldn’t care even if Daffy dies right now. 

Minutes later, the bus arrived and I could barely wait for the doors to open before leaping inside.

××××

By the time I got to the hospital, my lungs were burning from trepidation and anxiety. 

The phrase ‘Daffy is in danger’ played over and over in my brain and I nearly collided with a nurse at the door. 

“Miss Lea, you’re here,” the nurse announced with some glee that I found odd in her tone. 

“Nurse, where’s Daffy? I hope nothing has happened to him,” 

She handed me a tabloid, “Thank Goodness, he’s out of danger, I’m about to get these drugs, can you help me get it please?

I feel relieved as though a wave of cold water was poured on me.

I took the tabloid and turned toward the pharmacy. I couldn't be happier.

For years after his fifth birthday, Daffodil Hart, my junior brother, has been battling with disease. The Sickle Cell complication that twisted his bones and poisoned his heart was called , but I call it madness, and bondage.

Daffy has been lying in bed for a month now, he couldn’t go to school like other kids and he couldn’t stay a day with any drugs. 

As I walked through the busy and aesthetic hospital environment toward the pharmacy, my mind darted back to Poppy. 

Now that Daffy was fine, I should call her. 

Just as I tapped on the screen, a strange sound stopped me.

My hand froze in the mid air, and I looked up, perhaps I heard it wrong, but no. I heard it right. It was a slurping sound. Like someone was digging their teeth into a luminous lump of meat.

What sound could that be at a hospital? 

I took a step closer to the direction of the sound.

My feet stopped at the garden entrance, and as I turned my head, the most horrific scene was on display.

At first, it looked as if two men were kissing. But this wasn't a kiss. As the fellow raised his head, the patient fell to the ground like a withered flower, and the other man had blood dripping from the corners of his lips, and I could see some elongated teeth.

My heart seized immediately! This wasn't real, right?

The monster grabbed another man and, as swiftly as possible, his teeth sank into the fellow’s neck while the latter cried in pain. 

Now this was indeed real. Too real to be true. 

I looked around urgently for any camera, or anyone just to make sure I was still sane, but I saw no one!

No.

This is not happening.

My feet gave way, I retreated back and a yell escaped my throat.

The monster looked up, and for a second our eyes met, but he was expressionless. and in the next moment, he disappeared.

What should I do?

No one was in sight. My head was blank, I couldn't think of anything.

Just when I thought of turning around and kept moving, then I was face to face with the monster. 

Now this was the time I feared the most. I should run or yell like I did earlier, but nothing came. I stared like a fool, just looking at the man. Everything else about him was human except the long teeth and the eyes which were red. 

I have definitely seen this kind of eye in a movie. 

“You…” his voice came out husky and dark. “You…” he said again slowly raising his hands, showing me long nails. 

Still yet I wanted to yell, but my throat refused to back me up. 

“Arghhh!” He was ready to strike and I closed my eyes. 

God knows I badly want to live more than anything. Daffy needs me. Poppy would never take him. She would…

“Are you okay?” 

My eyes snapped open. He was no longer before me, just the nurse pushing a patient with a wheelchair. 

Where had he gone to?

I turned around, the two dead patients were no longer there. 

Had I imagined it?

“Did you get lost?” the nurse asked again, this time she tapped me. 

I looked at her. Could she be the one? No. That monster was a man.

“Are you a patient?” “Did you need help?” 

Fuck it! 

I didn't imagine that! It was real. 

“Hey, do you…” I ran out before she would finish whatever she had to say. Something was definitely wrong and I can't just pretend it wasn't.

I ran — madly until ‘it’ stopped me. The new man didn't move despite the force. 

Stepping back, I bowed quickly. “I… I'm sorry” I picked my race again to continue running, but something held me back.

“Excuse me?” I looked down to his hand gripping mine. “Can you let go please?”

He made a murmuring sound like. I frowned. “Excuse me?” I pulled my hand again. 

Those golden eyes were fixed on me like I could disappear in the next minute. His jaws were carved perfectly — almost too perfectly for a real human being.

Was he an actor?

“I..” 

The air around me turned cold, his hand slipped from my arm to my neck. Holy shit! What is he doing!?

“I…” 

“Rest in peace, Human!” His voice was almost muffled but I heard it clearly and he pressed my neck, slowly…until blood dripped out. 

“H…” I coughed painfully, my eyes already seeing blue and black. He was definitely going to end my life here, and unlike earlier, I writhe under his grip.

With a violent force, he pushed me away and I hit my back against the wall. Then his hand moved to his lips and he licked my blood like it was milk.

I coughed on, my hand around my neck to stop the blood oozing. Not now. I don't want to die now. I have a great life ahead of me. 

As I looked up at the man, he was standing before me again, but no longer looking at me like I was a prey. He looked at me like I meant something — panic, confusion and maybe pity.

What did he want now?

“You're…” The eyes flickered. “You're…” 

My head felt as if I had no brain — just air. I was just a step away from dying right now or living. Maybe death is the best option anyway. 

Just as I thought I would sink into the dark abyss and be gone from here, he caught my head and bent his head. Something warm and fuzzy spread through my skin. OMG! He was licking the blood on my skin.

My body changed as if it was never mine. Death or whatever it was that I was feeling faded and what was left was — WANT. 

As long as I remember, no one feels horny whenever they're about to die. So I closed my eyes, and embra

ced the feeling as he licked it on. 

In a speed of light, he raised me from the ground, the last word I heard before blacking out was. “Please wait, Mate.”