Fatal Kiss Of The Vampire

When Kylie woke up, she found that she couldn’t process her thoughts and, the harder she tried to focus on past events, the more elusive they became. She rolled over to face the door, and when she found Stephen sitting beside her bed, she smiled uncertainty. “There is something wrong with me,” she whispered. “I don’t even know where we are…”

Stephen ran his hands through her hair and said, “You are on our boat. We are on our honeymoon. If this all seems confusing, let me get you your medicine. You have had these spells a lot recently, but you always come back to me once you’ve had your medicine.”

Kylie nodded but said nothing. Curiously, she watched as Stephen went to the counter, filled up a small glass of clear liquid, and brought it back to her. “Here,” he said with a smile. “Drink it all up.”

Kylie took the cup with shaky hands and drank the fluid down. Once the cup was empty, she handed it back to Stephen and said, “How long have we been married?”

“Just over a month,” Stephen replied. “As I said, this is our honeymoon.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Kylie frowned and said, “This is an awful way to live. And it must be hard for you also. Is this the way it will always be for me? Will it get better, or will it get progressively worse?

“As long as you don’t forget me,” Stephen sighed, “nothing else matters to me. I do not know what the future holds, but you can rest assured that I will never desert you. Furthermore, you can ask me anything, and I will always tell you the truth!”

Suddenly tears appeared in Kylie’s eyes, and she began to cry. “I hate this,” she moaned. “I do have vague memories of you, but so much is lost. I can’t even remember our first date, kiss, or even our wedding. When we make love, I won’t even know what you like for me to do…”

“Is there really nothing that you remember?” Stephen wondered. “Most times, there are things that, if you think hard, will come back to you. There have even been times when you’ve remembered me…”

Kylie stood up and rubbed her temples. After thinking for a few minutes, she frowned and said, “I remember my feud with Angela, and I remember the face of a girl named Dora – but I can’t see how she’s connected to me or the status of our relationship. Even the things that I remember have giant holes in their narration. As an example, I am an actor, but I can’t remember ever acting!”

Stephen walked towards her, but before he could do anything, she jumped as if she’d been startled, and she said, “I need some air.”

Quick as a bunny, Kylie rushed out the door and up to the main deck. Once there, she went to the bow’s edge. She spread her arms and, as she felt the wind on her face, she shouted, “I’m the king of the world!”

Standing there felt great, but it was also slightly unnerving. At that moment, her brain had recalled some obscure pop culture reference, of which she knew nothing about. She tried to put it out of her mind as she looked out across the water. Already she could see the space needle, and most of the city spread out around it. “Land ho!” she shouted, laughing.

“It will still be a while before we arrive,” Stephen said from behind her. “I have some sweet and sour ribs in the slow cooker. They’re almost done. Would you like to eat with me?”

“I am quite hungry,” Kylie admitted. “Why don’t you let me set the table while you finish up in the kitchen?”

Once the table was set, Kylie found that she still had some time to kill, so she found a pad of paper and began to doodle. It helped her calm her nerves, and after only a few minutes, she discovered that she had an affinity for drawing and, when Stephen returned with the ribs, he was impressed by the picture of a dog that she’d drawn.

She looked at him happily and said, “The dog seems familiar to me. Did we ever have a dog – or maybe I had one before I knew you?”

Stephen thought about it for a second and said, “We’ve never had one, and if you ever had one, you never mentioned it to me… If you want a dog, though, we could get one tomorrow when we’re back at the cabin!”

Kylie frowned and said, “Do we really have to go back so soon? I don’t think that I’ve ever been to Seattle.”

“We must,” Stephen replied, not bothering to remind her that she had been in Seattle many times. “You still have obligations to fulfill for Director Miller,” he said, instead. “Your film is nearly complete, but there are still a few shots left to film. After that, we are free to do whatever we please!”

Kylie smiled. She was anxious to have her time freed up, have a dog, and never have to leave Stephen’s side. He was the only one who seemed to understand her illness, and she couldn’t imagine feeling safe with anyone else.

Everything seemed to be coming together swimmingly except, as Kylie began to eat, she had a disconcerting feeling of déjà vu.

“What’s the matter?” Stephen wondered when he saw the look of uncertainty appear on Kylie’s face. “If you don’t like the food, I can cook you something different. It would not be a problem.”

Kylie forced herself to smile, and she said, “It’s okay. The food is delicious. I just bit my lip. That’s all. No Biggie.”

***

An hour later, it began to rain. The rain quickly began to fall in torrents, and then the wind came. They had hoped to land late that evening but, instead, they’d been forced to shut the engine down, batten down the hatches, and retire to their sleeping quarters.

When Stephen and Kylie went to their room, at first, they tried to sleep. With the waves crashing them this way and that though, it was quite impossible. After trying for quite some time, Kylie finally said, “Fuck it,” and she grabbed her phone from the small desk beside the table and began to play one of the games that she’d downloaded.

Seeing that Kylie had found a way to occupy herself, Stephen got up, stripped naked, and went into the bathroom to have a bath.