I woke up in the morning, the deep yellow sun shining on me. Its orange tinted rays falling on my hand making it look as I wore some bracelets around. I touched my wrists where there were 2 small punctured holes. Looking at the spaces of finely round cylinders made me dread the moment when I was turned into a vampire, bitten by some maniac, who wanted to create a whole new population of vampires so that there won’t be any humans left. But he didn’t get the main part, if no humans, then where will the food come from? I hardly knew any vampires, except for Damon. Maybe he too heard my story on the TV… I didn’t wanted to remember Justin, not when I just woke up and realised how much I wanted to be human, not because I want to have a soul to live but because I could love him in true sense, through soul to soul, a bond which no one could break.
I looked around the room; it was pretty impressive that the white walls had complimented the red sofa in the side with red glossy table along with some papers propped up on them. The scarlet curtains covered the balcony, seeing it I realised that I did needed some fresh air. I let my legs touch the ground and then stood shakily. With little baby steps I walked towards the balcony, I pushed the curtains on each side and opened the glass door.
My eyes blinded with light. Flashes, people screaming, “There look, Summer!” Media asking me questions. I was so shocked that I just stood there until some nurse pulled me inside back again. “Ms Summer, please do not go any near the balcony or windows. All of them are waiting to take photographs of you and your boyfriend.” The nurse said piteously. “My boyfriend?” Now the nurse was confusing me. I don’t have a boyfriend. I never did have any. Who would act to be my boyfriend? Who is famous enough to get the media wild?
“Yes, Justin.” She spoke a matter of fact. I didn’t say anything more. People thought that I was his girlfriend? Are these people like mad? Why would they think so? Who told them this? Are these people stupid enough to believe such nonsense? I am sure someone would have rumoured about it.
“Justin is not my boyfriend.” I said almost forcefully. “Oh! But it is everywhere that he carried you and stayed for 9 hours outside your room and all…well do you think a superstar like him would do it for just anyone?” she said, doubting my words. She was right; a star like him won’t stay up for a fan who fainted in his concert. But there was no other way I could explain this. Who was I to him?
I didn’t wanted to get my hopes up…as I knew I loved him…his each touch tingled my skin in dreams too…his lips on my cheek still make me blush…his smell, cologne along with his own body smell and aftershave mixed together into a beautiful way that made me want to stay with him all the time, sniffing like a dog. His eyes, those lovely dark brown eyes that were depthless that cascaded down his beautiful perfect soul. His presence itself made me relax into some saint-like calmness. I felt safe and secure…but he wasn’t 0.1% safe with me, because I, who love him, can become his worst nightmare, in which he could die draining his own blood into the mouth of some monster like me…
My head felt dizzy thinking that, my hands trembled and my legs got suddenly wobbly, “nurse…” I said in a shaky voice, and she was already helping me sleep on the bed. The nurse said calmly, “Please lie down and rest. I’ll tell Justin that you’re doing to take more time than before to recover.” “He is still here? I can’t believe it! I told Jane to tell him to go.” I said disbelieving the fact that Justin was still here. “I don’t know about that, but Justin Is still out there though having some breakfast, I guess.” Nurse said. “So, I think I’ll go back to sleep as there is no one else to talk.” I said, as I rumbled on and on about why Jane didn’t let Justin go, in my head of course. “No, there is your mom out. She said that I call her as soon as you wake up, so when I saw you standing up from the bed, I told her that you woke up.”
Then someone knocked on the door and there was my mom. She wore a fuchsia dress, and clutched a purse of deep purple while standing nervously near the door. “Honey, you should have told me if you wanted to go to Justin’s concert. You have got no idea how much worried you got me and your dad. We love you so much. Don’t ever do this again, baby.” After saying this, she smiled secretly to herself as if an unsaid joke played in her mind. “Wow! You really can learn hard stuff, well done. Now would you mind me taking some rest if you have finished your memorized story?” I said, almost exaggerating my voice on “memorized”. She looked angry instead of hurt, “What do you think of yourself, huh? Some celebrity? You’re nothing without me! You get that? Anyways you always mess up till there is no away to improve. You have messed up my life, your father’s as well as yourselves’. You’re just a stupid brat! You moron! I don’t even feel like calling you my daughter. You have let me down so many times, you even bothered to ruin my marriage with Jake! What kind of daughter are you to-”
I couldn’t hear anymore, my heart was drumming in my ears. My head felt dizzy. Then the next minute it started to get heavier and heavier. I could hear the dim sound of my mother shouting for the doctor. Then I was suddenly moving. I looked around to find Justin carrying me towards the emergency ward with all the doctors shoving other people out of our way. I couldn’t even feel Justin’s touch, poor me.
Then suddenly I was lying on a bed and the doctors were telling Justin to go out. I didn’t want him to go. The blood rushed into my heart making more pounding noises. The doctors looked at me and then told Justin to sit beside me. My heart sank watching him come towards me and holding my hand. The doctors did some retarded work over me but I held Justin’s gaze all the time. It was a moment I wanted to treasure, because soon I would leave him, forever.
Christain! Did I just see Christain coming in the room? He has a crush on me since a couple of years even though I have told him that I don’t feel the same way about him. But why is he here? He came striding in, one look at me and then he saw Justin holding my hand. He came towards Justin, tightened his fist and gave Justin a punch in the stomach. My heart lurched, ran and dived and soon I was in the water of nothingness.
I woke up with a wonderful headache along with a lot of pain. I opened my eyes to see Justin beside me. Then suddenly I remembered about Christain. I looked on my other side to find him. I again looked at Justin, this time eyeing his stomach, which was bandaged but still his perfect abs protruded. I felt so bad for getting Justin hurt. He didn’t deserve this, now seeing him I realised I too felt an ache on the stomach, nothing over there. Then I remembered Damon, the other vampire, saying that vampires do not want to fall in love with humans because humans get hurt all the time and so will their vampire-mate. Human’s pain is halved by sharing it with the vampire-mate. So this is it, now no matter how much I try to run away, Justin’s pain is my pain. This feeling suddenly comforted me, at least now whenever he gets hurt I’ll know about it.
“Hey, Summer, how are you feeling babe?” Christain said. I tried to say something but my stomach hurt just too much. I wonder if Justin is feeling the same. “Now, won’t you reply me? Just because this crap hole is there, doesn’t mean we can’t talk. This person won’t go away. Just because of him, now the whole world thinks you’re his girlfriend! I wish I could kill him. This idiot messed up everything!” he said almost shouting, making my blood burn but I couldn’t say a thing. “Summer, I am sorry. I’ll leave now. I am really sorry that this all happened because of me. I swear I never meant any of this to happen.” Justin said, looking sad and tired, regretting of whatever drama happened. He stood up and the pain shot through my limbs. He went towards the door, took one long glance at my pleading eyes and left.