His- a vampiric romance

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Naade Namacuix Addison POV:

"You don't have to regret it and we are over it Mac. Whats gone is gone. We cannot cry over and over again on a split milk. Its good atleast you have a memory of her even though she is not here. Unlike some peoples who don't even know who they were born too." Abie reasoned as he tried to comfort his best friend who had another depressing dream.

Naade ( Mac) had his head squished between his hand. She was only whom he had as his own like his mother. Although he knew that she was not his mother but he never doubted her love any thing less than an actual mother. She loved him without any condition . And what depressed him more was the fact that he couldn't save her from death? What could be worse than coming to know that only if you had knowledge that you had the ability to save your beloved that some beloved of yours would have been with you.

He cursed his fate sometimes for playing cruel tricks on him. What was his fault? He didn't knew. But all he knew before was he was different but the incident proved it to him off his capabilities. He was turning in to a monster day by day. He didn't knew that why it was happening now after all long time. But he just had an idea that when ever some accidents or circumstances took place his inner captivated power emerged out of him. Sometimes he would feel them with him struggling to break free. It was becoming difficult lately. There where a lot of question like

who he was?

Who were his parents?

How he was born?

But one things was sure he had different visions in his subconscious mind which would occur even though he would try to forget them as there no answers go them for so long till he has lived. Visions such as of a pregnant woman who was screaming in pain, other was of a woman looking at him in dark night while bats hung on tree, same woman running frantically, conversations and what not.

It was surprising how his brain had stored all the happening even before he was born. It was if it had started taking note of his surrounding from being infant. It was one of his capabilities.

Flashback..

I was reading a book when i got a call from an unknown landline number. Picking it up i answered to the person on the other end.

"Naade Namacuix Addison?" A female voice asked.

"Yeah." I replied hoping it was not another irritating call from one of my fan girls. It would have been better if i hadn't received it.

"Mr. Addison your friend Abie has got into an accident. He is serious and is being operated at st.Paul hospital." She replied pouring the information on me as fast as she could. I was caught off guard. At first i panicked in to thinking that now i can't loose him too as he was only the one who i had now. I had taken care of him from when he was child. Although he doesn't remembers that part.

"Mr. Addison?" She asked.

"Yes. I would be there. Just please take care of him." I replied fluidly and ended the call. Rushing out of my mansion i ran towards the car. God just take care of him. Please don't leave me alone in this world with no one. I was already tired of loosing every person who was dear to me. First mom , then Roby and now i did not have courage to loose anyone. Heck i didn't had anyone else to call mine. I was scared of loneliness. How does it feels when you sit in a big mansion alone with no one to greet you, ask your whereabouts, take care of you, love you.

I did had peoples who called themselves my well wisher and friends. But i knew that their thoughts were otherwise. They didn't had any idea that i could read minds unless they block it from me which they again didn't knew. One of my abilities.

Bolting in the hospital he ran to the reception desk. The receptionist who had called him stared at him in awe. Strong muscular body, dressed in grey suit, six plus feet height, handsome face. He asked her about Abie but she seemed dazed out. He did not had time for this s**t as he shouted at her making everyone turn around.

"Madam just stop eye f*****g me and tell me where Abie the patient who was rushed here is?" He asked her while being embarrassed she told him that he was in OT being operated.

Glaring at her he left her and went near the OT and peeped through the circle glass that let little to his sight. Abie was surrounded by doctors who where operating him. But his body trembled when he saw a bloody hand of his friend laying lifelessly. Trying to calm himself he sat on a chair nearby.

He compared himself to a tree in winter where all the leaves dry up and leave the tree alone although winter is beautiful but no one knows the loneliness of the tree.

I have to be positive no matter what. I cannot think like this. Stay positive Namacuix. Stay positive. He chanted to himself. Nothing will happen to him. The door to the OT opened and a nurse rushed out carrying a silver tray full with bloody cotton and some syringes. He cringed at the sight. He quickly sprinted on his feats and asked her about his friend.

"How is he? Is all going right?" He asked her to which replied "Sir he is very critical. We are trying our best. Now excuse me." She hurried away.

His mind turned in to havoc as he heard her words. He did not understand what he was supposed to do. It was then the receptionist called him for signing some documents.

"Mr. Addison in our last hope our doctors are going to give him a syringe where there are only 10% chances of him being saved. But before we try that out you have to sign the document as he has no family and his papers show you as of guardian." She spoke while keeping in front of him a document.

"What do you mean by 10% chances? Save him for god sake. What are you guys here for? To treat patients right?" He lashed out on her totally dominating her. Again one of his traits.

"Hmm.. Mr. Addison.. the doctors are trying their best. You know your friend was critical when he

was rushed in. Please co-operated with us." She said stammering.

"Co-operate? You-

"Mr.Addison you know you delaying even the 10% chances of his survival. Please sign the document." She butted in. He kept quiet on her straight cut point and signed the papers with slight tremble of hands. Why was his friend in trouble? He couldn't think straight. All he knew that he would loose him.

"Mr. Addison you have to make a payment of fifty thousand dollars as of now for the further proceedings. You can take up install-

"Here fill in the amount but please save the guy there in. If you can do that." Naade pleaded although he never did that but it was his love that was his weakness.

"Sir we will try our best. Please write a bill of fifty thousand dollars." She replied humbly. He scribbled the said bill and handed it to her.

After half an hour..

The doctors came out from the OT as Naade rushed to them.

"How is he?" He asked hopefully to which they sadly looked at him.

"Sorry young man. We couldn't save him." One of the elder doctor replied him. Upon hearing he was aggravated. For all he knew it was their under performance. How could he die then. What are this fucktards here for.

"Don't young man me. If he is not alive i will sue you for sure." He gritted his teethes.

"Mr. Addison you are not in your correct state of mind. I understand. But we are truly sorry." The doctor replied calmly and walked out on him.

Naade hearing it calmly walked to the door of the OT. His hands trembled. His eyes blurred upon opening the door. But something changed as he caught a whiff of a strong smell of iron in air. His eyes turned red and all he knew was that he was thirsty. He was still in control but he didn't knew what he was doing.

Abie lay on the bed as some blood leaked from his left hand where an injury from an accident was evident. He was suddenly uncomfortable from the scene. But something drew him near Abie's body.

Although he died but his blood was still fresh. It was still hot.

Naade felt something piercing from sides of lips. And on his own accord he tasted Abie's blood. His mind told him it was gross but his body said against it. Bending he drew his lips to Abie's neck and took a note of it before puncturing it. Although he did not suck his blood but just licked it before he quickly moved away.

What is wrong with me?

That was gross. How could i do that to my friend? He though as he turned around from facing Abie. He was a monster really. God did right by punishing him by snatching his beloved. He didn't deserved to be loved. To have relatives, friends. Tears leaked from his eyes as he felt guilty and remorse all of a sudden.

But it stopped when he heard a voice calling him.

"Mac."