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WARNING!!!! CONTAINS MILD ALCOHOLISM AND DEPRESSION. READ ONLY IF YOU CAN HANDLE IT!!!!

Godric P.O.V
Was it something I did?

Why?

Was there something I was blind from noticing?

Eric placed Pam in charge of Fangtasia for awhile.

He said hes living with me for awhile so I dont do anything stupid.

Steve has become an unlikely ally.

He seems just as sad about Y/N's death.

Y/N may have been his maker, but who knew the bond they had was already strong.

And in such a short time.

I look at his many records and cds.

Queen, Elvis, Metallica, Bon Jovi, Judas Priest, Panic at the disco, Pink, and a couple of others.

I cry at the memories of listening to them with him.

Then I scold myself.

Have I become so pathetic as to cry over some records and cds?

They were just disks that played useless melodies and tunes! They had no meaning to my life!

Fuck, I need to stop lieing to myself. These are important to me.

They were his.

I just wonder if I made a mistake, making him stay with me? Not letting him leave for long periods of time?

If I was the reason for his suicide?

My room, these walls.

It doesnt feel like a house anymore, it feels like a prison.

But I need to stay alive.

Suicide isnt the answer.

It never was.

I need to learn to live with my mistakes and strive through them.

And if I die, I die.

Clear and simple.

I find a box of VHS tapes.

They were a bunch of home videos and the occasional Disney movie.

One tape that caught my eye was labeled 'THIS TAPE CONTAINS RARE MOMENTS IN WORLD HISTORY: ERIC AND GODRIC SMILEING'

I laugh.

Im not really one to laugh or show emotion.

Eric is still working on it I guess you could say.

So these would be hilarous moments.

"Whats got you so happy?" Eric asks from the doorway.

I show him the box of VHS tapes.

"Lets watch them." I say with a boyish smile. "Go get Steve."

"Steve?" Eric looked at me in disbelief. "The same Steve that tried to kill you and Y/N?"

"Yeah."

"Fine." He rolled his eyes and we set everything up.

Alot of the videos were of Y/N acting like a goofball.

Some of it was puns so bad they were funny.

And one or two videos were sex tapes that may have leaked its way in.

Dont ask.

At the end we were laughing so hard.

We also were drinking spiked trueblood. (alcohol)

"You know." Steve said, heavily drunk. "10 weeks ago if you told me I would be right here right now. Id call you a crazy son of a bitch! But, im glad."

We drank so much we passed out until the next night.

Luckily the house is sunproof.

When we woke up we bonded some more.

I was distracted.

I didnt feel the deppresion I did when he died.

I even forgot about it from time to time.

We just kept on drinking.

Well, I did.

I became an alchoholic.

It made the pain go away.

It made me feel happy.

Or at least what I thought was happiness.

Alcohol became my answer.

Eric P.O.V
Y/N we need your help more than ever.

Who knew Y/N's existence in his life made a huge difference.

All he is a drunken mess who cant piece his own self together.

Im talking about Godric if you havent noticed.

He's so drunk he cant even stand on his own feet.

Its sickening.

I get he misses Y/N but he needs to pull himself together!

He just drinks, watches videos Y/N made, and listens to Y/N's music.

Godric is not the vampire he used to be.

I need to confront him about it.

I pull the bottle he was drinking out of his hand and smash it.

"Get up Godric, you're a mess."

He ignores me and continues watching the TV.

On the TV, was Y/N's favorite movie.

"Godric!"

He finally started to pay attention.

"Whaaaat Eriiiiiic?"

"You need to bathe. And you need to stop drinking. This isnt the answer."

"Then what is the answer? I couldnt even tell the love of my life I loved him. Whats the point of doing other than what im doing?" Godric shrugged.

"If Y/N saw you right now he would be disgusted!" I spat.

"Well, hes dead." He said. "So how would you know?"

"Because he was my brother! And the last time I saw him, I insulted him! I made him feel worthless!" I shouted. "How do you think that feels? Not even getting to apologize!"

"Ha, sucks to be you buddy."

I picked up the box of VHS tapes, about to smash them.

"No Eric!" Godric cried and begged. "Please dont. Please."

I set it down.

"Get up Godric. You are goint to shower and get yourself sober."

He does as I say.

I wait and he comes out in clean clothes.

I make him drink (normal) trueblood and we work on piecing himself together.

I miss my brother.

I dont want the same to happen to my father.

You never know what you have, until its gone. ~Some random dude whos name I dont know or give a crap about.

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