(Page 1 of 12) Victor - chapter 02 - The ghost by Federico PatanéSUMMARY: chapter 02 of "victor". Please note that this capter has not been corrected or edited. Very draft first version.Victor
Chapter 02: The ghost
The sun had fallen early that day. It was winter and so nights were longer and I enjoyed them. But something was different that night. I felt the usual apathy toward everything that surrounded me but I could not miss a feeling that had been hiding within me for a long time and it had chosen tonight to come back to life. I felt despair. Not of fear, because I had not been afraid for several years, but from the realization that I was alone and that loneliness had invaded my entire body as it had a long time ago. I had my vampire friends, but as good friends as they were I needed someone closer to me, to be my companion. I felt the need to be with someone rather than been surrounded by people. I felt claustrophobic in my own house and I got up, dressed and desperately ran out of my home. It was raining mildly and I had my raincoat on and my umbrella with me. I walked without bearing through the streets of Buenos Aires for what seemed hours. I saw the cars come and go, the people ran from the rain as if it brought death with it. This night I felt no thirst, I stared at people in disgust as a normal mortal would be disgusted by food when they have an ache in their stomach. I began feeling something else, I could not quite discern this feeling that was new to me. I felt a terrible yearn for something, but I did not know what. This feeling was like something or someone was calling for me and I was meant to go. I felt disturbed by this new sensation that I could not fully understand and was eating me inside out. All I knew was that I could not stop. At last I found a crowded place at the intersection of Coronel Díaz and Santa Fe avenues. It was full of people, some came out of the shopping center that was there and some just walking by. I found myself standing still in front of a restaurant. I did not know when I had stopped walking. I was holding the umbrella open with my right hand and I heard each drop of rain that hit the cloth on top and splatter into smaller drops that would hit again. I stared blindly at the handle and my fingers. My mind was blank and I found it hard to explain how I had gotten there or what I was doing in that place. A loud thunder shook me off this trance and made me look forward into the face of a woman standing right in front of me. She was wearing a white raincoat and boots. I knew her face. Her lips and small nose, her pink round cheeks and her eyes. Her gaze pierced through me like a burning poke. I was enthralled by her face once again. I stared incredulously at her with my regular expressionless face, but my eyes were shouting out to her. I saw her lips move and whisper a word: "Victor". The word echoed in my ears as if it were the loudest sound in this world and was stunned by the meaning of it. She knew my name, she remembered it. But It couldn't be her. It was impossible that she would be here, in front of me whispering my name to me. I tried to extend my arm to her but was unable. I felt paralyzed. I willed my lips to move and form her name but they did not obeyed my own command.
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