V1PER sat, tapping his foot to the sound of the ticking grandfather clock. The cream oriented room was much more dull today, even with the light flickering in through the open blinds. He was dressed like normal. Raggedy black jeans with a white wife-beater.
One thing was missing however. Something that proved this was a serious moment. The sunglasses that were usually planted over his sharp green eyes were no longer protecting. Upon looking at him dead on you could tell something was wrong.
V1PER opened one resting eye as the chime from the time keeper bellowed. Almost hand and hand Anya was making her down the hall from behind. She was giggling. Clearly she didn’t know he was sitting not two minutes away. His thoughts were answered.
Anya had been looking to something behind her as she laughed. V1PER couldn’t see around that far so he couldn’t exactly make out what was holding her attention. She stopped, holding her hand out to halt another something.
“V1PER? What are you doing here?”
“Let myself in. You know,” he stood, shifting some to get a glimpse down the hall, failing as Anya shooed the item away. “with the key you gave me.”
She didn’t say anything, simply bowed her head. “Please… I—”
“Did you plan on telling me about him or were you hoping I would find out and take the ******** hint?”
Anya looked up, a slight bit of shock in her eyes. “How did you—” V1PER cut her off with the simple gesture of pointing to his nose. She sighed at this before going to speak again. “You have to understand V1PER… I can’t. You’re—”
“Don’t give me that. I’m not different Anya. I’m not anyone other then who you met in 7th grade.”
She clinched her fists, shaking slightly. Not out of anger, but fear. Tears were forming in her eyes. “You’re one of them,” she said no louder then a cats purr before raising her head to look at him. “How do I know you’re not roaming the streets at night? ‘Feeding’ on us? What if you were the one that killed that girl last—”
“You think that was me Anya?” V1PER bit his lip out of frustration, storing his anger away. “I’ve been living off raw meat from the shop down the street. I can control myself Anya. I’m—”
“For how long V1PER!? You’re not who I want! Get out of my house. Drop the key on the table. I don’t want you as anything,” Anya paused. “I want you out of my life,” she then finished softly.
V1PER sighed, nodding his head. His eyes were glistening but he refused to let the salt rivers fall. “…Fine.” V1PER turned his back, tossing the key to the glass table, soon making his way to the door leading out of his hell. He rested his hand on the knob, turning it slowly before stopping himself. “Your parents?”
“They know.”
V1PER nodded again as the portal swung open. “Tell your boy he best be fearing the big bad wolf,” and leaving Anya with that, V1PER took his leave. The pain to agonizing to let him look back.
Then there was a cry.
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