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baby-fine hair. “And I can’t
come back again. I just had to see you one more time. You can’t tell anyone,
okay?”
“Why?” he asked, tears already welling up into his big
blue eyes. “I miss you. No one
swings me like you do. Everyone makes me sit still so Ma can rest. Please,
stay.”
“I can’t, honey. I just can’t.” We held each other, and we both cried. I
held Johnny tight, his little head resting on my shoulder, while I started our
little spin, whispering softly his favorite story of Pinocchio.
Without warning, the pain hit again, my body started to tingle, and my
mind became fuzzy. I felt myself slumping towards the ground, and the last
thing I heard was Johnny asking, “Renee, are you okay?” And that was it. When I
came back around, I was on my knees, doing something that brought what little
life I had crashing down around me. I was feeding on my four year old brother.
I released so fast, that his little head whipped forward before falling back. Sobbing,
I cradled him as if he was asleep, but I knew that I had just killed the one
thing that I loved the most. I couldn’t believe it. I stared down at his
angelic face in disbelief. How could it be? Oh, God, what have I done?
I lowered his lifeless body to the ground. I placed my forehead on his
chest, and continued to weep. After a moment, I sat up and kissed first his
head, then his lips.
“Forgive me, Johnny,” I said, between sobs. “Because, I know I will
never forgive myself.” I touched his head one last time, and then I stood and
ran. To where, I didn’t know, I just kept running, not understanding at that
time that it was his sweet blood that gave me that energy, that speed, that
life inside me like I had never known.
My eyes were blurred by tears, and I never saw the large mesquite limb
that hung in my path. I hit it, and I hit it hard. The limb broke, and so did
my arm. The collision tore a large gash into my shoulder. The impact knocked me
to the ground. I rolled onto my stomach and cried, not because of the pain but
for the horrific deed that I had just committed. I will lie here , I
thought to myself, and when the sun comes
up, I will pay for what I did . My mind couldn’t put anything
together. It was so scrambled, that I couldn’t get any thoughts straight. The
only thing I knew for sure was that Johnny was dead, and it was my fault.
I felt someone kneel beside me, and heard a woman’s calm voice, “ Sh , sh , sh ,
child, everything’s okay now. I am here to help you.” I looked up momentarily
and recognized her as the woman I had seen in the graveyard.
“I’m a monster, a beast from hell,” I cried, hiding my face against the
damp ground.
“No, no, child. Do you think you are at fault for what just happened?”
she asked.
“You saw what I did, and you didn’t stop me?” I rolled over and looked
her square in the face. “I was out of my head. One minute there, then the
other... the other...” I began to cry again, but this time, with anger.
“It was too late when I arrived,” she said, hurriedly. “It was Martin
who made you do it. That’s why you don’t remember.”
“You’re lying,” I exclaimed. “He wouldn’t. He knows how much I love my
family.”
“He did, child. He is a very evil man. I have known him for more years than
you have been alive. He finds pleasure in controlling others.” She paused, and
then asked, “You would not feed, would you?”
“No, but I didn’t mean to...” I shook my head. “I never would have...”
“Yes, child, I know,” she said, quietly. “He did the same to me.” I stared
up into her face, searching for the truth. She appeared to be sincere.
“Is this true? Could everything all be lies?” I asked wiping my eyes
with the back of my hand. “If he did this, the sun will have to wait, because I
am going to kill that son of a bitch.”
“No, you must leave with us,” the woman quickly shook her head. “You
must let us protect you from him, or
come back again. I just had to see you one more time. You can’t tell anyone,
okay?”
“Why?” he asked, tears already welling up into his big
blue eyes. “I miss you. No one
swings me like you do. Everyone makes me sit still so Ma can rest. Please,
stay.”
“I can’t, honey. I just can’t.” We held each other, and we both cried. I
held Johnny tight, his little head resting on my shoulder, while I started our
little spin, whispering softly his favorite story of Pinocchio.
Without warning, the pain hit again, my body started to tingle, and my
mind became fuzzy. I felt myself slumping towards the ground, and the last
thing I heard was Johnny asking, “Renee, are you okay?” And that was it. When I
came back around, I was on my knees, doing something that brought what little
life I had crashing down around me. I was feeding on my four year old brother.
I released so fast, that his little head whipped forward before falling back. Sobbing,
I cradled him as if he was asleep, but I knew that I had just killed the one
thing that I loved the most. I couldn’t believe it. I stared down at his
angelic face in disbelief. How could it be? Oh, God, what have I done?
I lowered his lifeless body to the ground. I placed my forehead on his
chest, and continued to weep. After a moment, I sat up and kissed first his
head, then his lips.
“Forgive me, Johnny,” I said, between sobs. “Because, I know I will
never forgive myself.” I touched his head one last time, and then I stood and
ran. To where, I didn’t know, I just kept running, not understanding at that
time that it was his sweet blood that gave me that energy, that speed, that
life inside me like I had never known.
My eyes were blurred by tears, and I never saw the large mesquite limb
that hung in my path. I hit it, and I hit it hard. The limb broke, and so did
my arm. The collision tore a large gash into my shoulder. The impact knocked me
to the ground. I rolled onto my stomach and cried, not because of the pain but
for the horrific deed that I had just committed. I will lie here , I
thought to myself, and when the sun comes
up, I will pay for what I did . My mind couldn’t put anything
together. It was so scrambled, that I couldn’t get any thoughts straight. The
only thing I knew for sure was that Johnny was dead, and it was my fault.
I felt someone kneel beside me, and heard a woman’s calm voice, “ Sh , sh , sh ,
child, everything’s okay now. I am here to help you.” I looked up momentarily
and recognized her as the woman I had seen in the graveyard.
“I’m a monster, a beast from hell,” I cried, hiding my face against the
damp ground.
“No, no, child. Do you think you are at fault for what just happened?”
she asked.
“You saw what I did, and you didn’t stop me?” I rolled over and looked
her square in the face. “I was out of my head. One minute there, then the
other... the other...” I began to cry again, but this time, with anger.
“It was too late when I arrived,” she said, hurriedly. “It was Martin
who made you do it. That’s why you don’t remember.”
“You’re lying,” I exclaimed. “He wouldn’t. He knows how much I love my
family.”
“He did, child. He is a very evil man. I have known him for more years than
you have been alive. He finds pleasure in controlling others.” She paused, and
then asked, “You would not feed, would you?”
“No, but I didn’t mean to...” I shook my head. “I never would have...”
“Yes, child, I know,” she said, quietly. “He did the same to me.” I stared
up into her face, searching for the truth. She appeared to be sincere.
“Is this true? Could everything all be lies?” I asked wiping my eyes
with the back of my hand. “If he did this, the sun will have to wait, because I
am going to kill that son of a bitch.”
“No, you must leave with us,” the woman quickly shook her head. “You
must let us protect you from him, or
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