CHAPTER 32

   That night Kelvin went out to the front yard thinking about me, wishing i was beside him but at the same time, he was disappointed and didn't know how to tell me to follow him before he left.  

     He taught of why i  had earlier risked my life. And what could have led me to the secret world. He immediately went to the gym room and started punching the first large punching bag he had first met when he entered the cold quiet gym, he punched on it like it was the vampire that had earlier hurt me. When he finished with the weights and every other instrument he used to pour out his emotions , he got on the treadmill and started running. The first five miles flew by. By mile six, he'd polished off his sweaty face and swallowed a full can of cold water.                            

       He continued punching on the punch bag, this time making it louder, attracting the attentions of every vampire around including myself. 

The  vampires at that spot recognized him as the vampire who fought with me the other night and as one who was already a part of us so they really didn't react or think someone was breaking in. 

 Soon he fell asleep on a relaxing soft chair.

     "Ran and increased the incline and fell back into his stride. His thighs were screaming, clenching, burning. His lungs were on fire, His feet and knees were aching.

Grabbing the shirt he'd taken off and hung on the console, he used the thing

to wipe the sweat out of his eyes. He figured he was dehydrated as shit by now,

but he wasn't getting off for water. He had every intention of going until he fell over.

To keep up the bruising pace, he lost himself in the music pounding through the speakers. Marilyn Manson, Nine Inch Nails, Nirvana. The stuff was loud enough to drown out the hum of the treadmill, the songs screeching through the

weight room, vile, aggressive, deranged. Same as his frame of mind.

        When the sound got cut off, he didn't bother looking around. He figured the stereo had kicked it or someone wanted to talk to him, and he wasn't interested in dealing with it either. 

Toria stepped in front of the machine. His  brother's expression had  removed the buckles of his belt and punching the STOP release.

"What" He was breathing hard and did another scrub job on his face with something i didn't know, he held Toria down to the bed about to hurt her", stop! he screamed and woke up.

What sort of a dream was this, a dream without a meaning just words playing and scaring his spirit man away.

  He stood up and with speed he walked into the room with me still sitting in the same spot he had earlier left me starring at him. He looked drained with his hair sleeping on his well sculptured face and drops of heat rolling down his face to his chest. 

      He came closer to me, why did you disobey me? was all he said. 

I had never seen him like this before, he was looking like a beast, even though he still looked good enough to crush on. He was tired and looked angry at the same time.

 I'm sorry, i didn't mean to. You almost got yourself killed today, he interrupted. I told you 'Gurreck' is a very dangerous place, you shouldn't be found there for any reason. 

     "Gurreck" i repeated, that was exactly the word mum kept repeating in my dream i taught inside of me.

I traced my hand to my neck to fill mum's necklace she had worn on me before she died but it wasn't on my neck anymore. With so much fear i stood up "its gone" the necklace i said as i made a tensed eye contact with Kelvin.