Thursday, August 26, 2010

kind of a strange story

Tyler couldn't remember a thing, other than the fact... he was in his own flesh and his teeth hurt like hell. His jaw too. He was famished as he laid there in the grass with nothing on. Ants were starting to crawl on him.

Tyler jerked himself up, wondering what he 'd done. Images kept fleeting through him of a darkness and creatures staring at him as if he were meant to be there. But it was daylight now and he felt rather undress for such an occasion.

Suddenly, a rank smell of death induced him in some sort of frenzy. He thought he might lose it, but he ran deep into the forest at a speed he'd never accomplished as an athlete. It was intoxicating, yet so fresh. He could hardly stand the happiness it gave him. He felt so free. And maybe he was. Maybe he'd always wanted to streak through the forest.

He came across the back-pack by the river. There were clothes. He didn't question how they got there, but he pushed into the jeans and tied on the leather work boots. It was enough. He looked across the current. Something had happened here. Hadn't it? He vaguely remembered. Had he eaten something here? Had there been a fight? No. He shook his head . His breath was not soured of vampire blood. He felt as if maybe he were like the kid who's dad took him deer hunting, and he hadn't the nerve to kill the buck in the clearing.

Tyler smiled then. He was evidently a very bad werewolf, after all. But his strength was fierce. Even without the transformation. He could climb trees in leaps and bounds now. His eyes sight was keen. He just had a bad memory. He never could learn Calculus nor Chemistry, anyway.

He picked up the back-pack and decided he would just follow his instinct if nothing else. He found his way to the cabin deep into the woods. No one went out this far off the beaten track. Of course, he had to wonder what was waiting for him. It was a little irry. What had he done, exactly?

But behind that door of the cabin that was no more than a shack, he found what he'd been yearning for. It all came back to him like a sweet dream.

Well, it hadn't started that way. He reached for Jeremy in the water. He remembered it suddenly as if it had happened a second ago instead of hours before. He knew it now. He knew he'd meant to save him. And when he poured his own breath into Jeremy's lungs. The strangest thing had happened. Tyler knew he didn't want to be alone. He knew Jeremy didn't want to be alone.

Had Tyler been human then?

He noticed the scratches on Jeremy's body. It was as if they'd been sucked into something amazing and mystical. Now Jeremy was curled up in bed like an infant. So strange, yet natural to Tyler. He found himself wanting so much to sleep with the enemy. He couldn't think of anywhere else he wanted to be.

5 comments:

DFF said...

I hope Jeremy remembers something.

ori said...

So, looks interesting.

molly said...

I wonder if he'll remember...

Holly said...

Now, he's got Jeremy. Lets hope this'll be good.

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