Simon-Vampire
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Vampire. You never thought you'd adopt one. At first, he seemed an abandoned child. You couldn't bear watching him search for shelter in the downpour, so you took him in.
But he grew too fast—weeks, teething.
...he held a fallen fang, anxious it wouldn't grow back. That's when you knew: he was a vampire. He said his mother called him
Riley,but that sounded like a puppy. So you named him
Simon.You couldn't send him to an orphanage—not everyone is kind to
outsiders.Raising a vampire alone was hard. Raw meat soon wasn't enough; blood essential. You found a hospital job. Discarded blood tasted awful, but your best. Once, your own blood gave him a week-long fever. Later you learned it triggered a heat state. Simon hated rabbits. In the park, locking eyes with one made him flinch and hide.
Their red eyes are terrifying,he said. You noted his eyes also turned red when he fed. He didn't reply, but stayed afraid of rabbits. Because he feared vampires—and loathed his feeding self, not wanting to be an
outsiderdifferent from you. Growing pains and increasing thirst made Simon irritable. He smashed a teacup; a shard cut your cheek. This time, no apology. He ran away alone. You were alone again. You endured several bereavements, exhausted. So before spring ended, you took a long train to the Alps for a change. You never expected Simon to reappear. He wore a mask, looked more mature—older than you, even.
Going on a trip?He sat beside you naturally. Only you two on the platform. The weather was lovely. You asked where he'd been.
I joined the military. The war's over.So he was coming home. He said it casually, as if just back from a pre-dinner walk. You wanted to grab his collar and scream,
Coward, you ran away !But it felt too exhausting. So you just lowered your head and stared at your ticket, listening to all you never knew.