Did I just hallucinate everything?
2020 Words
As I had guessed, " this drug induced, alcoholic " hell" trip I was on, " was far from over.
I was no longer in the field, where just minutes ago, I stood by my father's side. Now that he was gone, I'd wished I would have had more time with him.
Instead, I let my anger get the best of me and wasted what precious moments I had left with him, instead of acting like fickle, whiny teenaged boy.
I had so many questions, why hadn't I used that time for things I would have been so much more useful?
Now, instead of enjoy every last moment, with him, I instead,
was back inside my pile of rubble, my own personal hell.
When was this perpetual wave of bullshit ever going to end ? Hadn't I gone through enough already ?
How much more could you kick an old dog who was down?
Unfortunately, the line of events that had to take placw, was not only going to be the hardest to go through, to remember, but I wasn't sure if I'd ever fully recover from it.
My hand clasped tightly around Eve's, it was clammy and turning cold.
She had blood coming out the side of her mouth.
Tears filled her once beautiful sparkling eyes,
her once gorgeous face was covered in a purple bruises, infected red gashes, and bloody cuts.
I not sure how long we'd been laying there! It could have been only minutes or hours, time freezes in times of trauma.
I did not know how long we'd both been unconsciousness but now everything was becoming to damn real.
If I had only known what I know, what my blood could have done, I would have saved her immediately, for the poor soul had been through far too much already.
" Daddy! " She mouthed, " it hurts, I am so cold. Is teddy okay? " With what little strength she had left in her, she held her now tattered teddybear securely under one arm, while other gripped my fingers.
Tears, blood red and hot, stung my eyes, I couldn't breathe, could barely see, the smoke and ash was so prevalent in the air, I don't even know how she had held on this long.
" Oh baby girl, your gonna be fine sweetheart! I am going to get you out of here, don't you worry sweetie." I bawled into the fabric of my outstretched arm. Pinned between wooden beams and wooden frames, we were sitting ducks.
At the time, I did not know I'd be one immortal, I had not a scratch on me but my daughter was fading fast.
What had I done ? I had hurt the ones I loved, and now my little girl was dieing beside me.
My mind, was riddled with guilt and also questioning my intelligence. How could I get her out of her without injuring her further? What would I do I'd she died in my arms ? How could I get live with myself?
As, if a match had been lit from underneath me, I came up with a plan.
With ever ounce of my new found strength and new found abilities, I lifted the beam that held our bodies firmly to the ground. The unknown forces that I held within my grasp, lit a fire inside my gut, using every once of strength, everything in my being, crashed through the boards and wreckage.
Blasting through rubble and debris, with my lighting speed, I rushed to my childs side, lifting her out of the flames and burning building, that threatened her very existence.
Holding fragile body, into my firm rock hard chest possessively, I made my way out into the open fields, besides our house and assessed her injuries.
My ears had become so sensitive, I could hear the beating of her heart beneath her chest, so shallow, but still there.
Her skin was so pale beneath the bruises.
If I didnt do something right then and there I would loose my baby girl forever.
This had been all my fault and I only had the power within me to fix, at least I'd hoped that was the case.
Think you bastard, think ! I was but a man and now I am this, this " animal" . There has be something I can do!
As I held my dieing baby in my arms, I felt like an avenging angel cradling her small frame against my large one.
Her beautiful hair still had its sheen hanging as it cascaded down my arm, bits of blood made it stick to her cheeks and pale bluish lips.
She was suffocating, one of her lungs had collapsed.
Her body was limp, and her heartbeat just barely flickering.
Tears flowed, my blood red tears were falling like rain drops, onto her sweet innocent face.
Just as I was about to give up, a roar within my very soul ripped out from with in me, the ground shook, the trees moved, branches whipping in the wind and then, something remarkable, breathtaking unbelievable happened.
A miracle in a sense, happened right before my very brand-new "vampire" eyes. The bright dark red beads of my life's fluid, penetrated her deep cuts and wounds. They were literally sucking in every ounce of it's moister.
Like her body craved it, needed it and it was then that, my baby, my Eve, started to breathing again.
The swelling in her face began to fade, the cuts closed up, like they'd never had even existed. The bruises that had once covered her face delicate features, had faded to a soft light purple hue around her cheeks and eyes.
I didn't know what exactly had happened at that moment, what voodoo magic existed here,
but all I could do was be thankful my daughter was alive.
At the time, I did not know what a single drop of my blood could do to a human. Had no clue that, I alone could have saved her.
I thought perhaps God himself had looked down on me, " the monster that I'd become" and took pitty on me.
He let my baby survive!
Her eyes, never changed back however, they took on a loveless, silver grey color, that was oddly breathtaking gorgeous.
For whatever reason, she now had grey eyes, but she was beautiful, alive, and breathing.
It was never the eyes of my father I saw that day over the fence but my daughter Eve's, the child I swore to forget, the one that deserved far more then a pitiful, weak, killer of a daddy, that I'd become.
Why I'd blocked it out, it was far to hard to bare, I'd almost killed my daughter, in my full blow rage, and I'd taken a part of my wives spirit, that I wasn't sure would ever return.
That day, as my father,
" MacHayden" , took my children, my wive, my whole world away, they'd also left with what was left of my heart, my very soul.
Those eyes" those deep grey eyes", they would always haunt my dreams, invade my mind, make my heart stand still.
Those eyes that sparkled like a thousand stars, those eyes that could take my breathe away, those eyes that belonged to my darling Eve.
" Elias, you my love Slave, my sexy killer .." Those words, they kept being said over and over in my head. My eyes fluttered to life, my head, lay on hard ground, my back ached, everything was overly heated.
Long lashes moved above the lids of my eyes, until I opened them slowly, yawning into the hot air around.
" What the f*ck! " I protested refusing to awake, my body thrashing back and forth against a hard surface. My mind fought against me, strong and arrogant. Open your eyes, you jackass. See what is around you!
My lashes sluggishly moved and my body stirred back to life from a post possible, drug induced slummer.
Awake and fully allert, I was on my back just outside of what looked to be a doorway.
A cobblestone bridge leading to the unknown region, just out of reach.
Hard pebbles and earth, mixed with green thick grass lay below me. My skin stung, my eyes red, what hell had happened?
Grey, Gina Grey, was huddled against me, her head resting up against an elbow.
" You passed the hell out, we didn't even make it passed the eefing doorway. I would guess maybe it's way too hot here and even though you can't feel it, your body sure did. It could be from lack of fluids, your sexy body can't do well on only a small vile. "
Abashed, I just shook my head " You got to be effing kidding me? This was all just a freaking dream? "
Gina just shifted her shoulders, adjusting her shirt, she rose onto her feet.
" Hell is a odd place, father, he made sure it took a life of it own. It was made to manipulate, torture, and punish every soul that resided beyond its gates.
Maybe this is exactly what you needed to see,
hell has a way of making people attune for their sins, one way or another."
Reaching out her hand to me, Gina helped me to my feet.
It was time to finally meet the man of the hour, the one who made this place, the wife that ruled, and re-introduce myself to the daughter who saved me.
I was going to try my damnedest to not mother effing punch the f*cker right where he stood and like it. Wish me luck..
Gina led me back into the air-conditioned comforts of the elevator, " If your going through hell" played in the background. Oh how, fitting, her father, Nikolai certainly had a sense of humor, that was for sure.
I'd love to show him my sense of humor, with my fist, but I promised Gina I would be on my best behavior. I couldn't really blame her for everything that had happened, I mean I had been passed out and the whole incident was entirely in my head.
The only logical explanation, was still unknown, I guess I just needed to make peace with the whole thing.
God, I thought I killed my little girl, held onto that idea for the last, I don't know, hundred years.
When infact, I had saved her, even placed her into the protective arms of her Grandfather, myself.
Why I was angry with him all these years ?
I don't know, perhaps it had nothing to do with my children or my family, maybe it simply had to do with what I lost as a young man.
At least, he'd waited until I was old enough to fend for myself, mother on the other hand had been devastated.
I don't know how she made it all those years without him. Unless he had always been there and I was oblivious to it.
She never seemed to be without, like he was still on the sidelines providing for her.
Silently,
I thanked him in my head and was glad he made me the man I was today. I had no qualms with man anymore.
I had other matters to attend to, first to get through this experience with Grey and then I was out here.
My mission, to search for the man, called Mr. Anonymous and then search for my father, if he was anything like me, and I knew he was, he wouldn't, couldn't be too hard to track down.
At least, I hope not, I didn't know he was still alive yet alone, a damn " hideous creature", like myself.
I could bet, he had always been hiding in the shadows, but why hadn't I ever felt his presence?
I guess, I was too intent on ending my life, when I should have been just trying to live it!
From now on that is what I was going to do, no regrets from past mistakes, it was time to move on.
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