Later that night I look at Paul. Who's not sleeping but looking to nothing. I'm sitting in a chair. Because I didn't want to share a bed. "Paul..." I start.

He looks at me. "Yes George."

"How did you know I was killing myself?" I ask, I've been wondering this for the whole night.

"When you called me. I heard you shout and then the line broke. I was sure something bad was going on. So I ran to your house..." Paul explains.

"Wauw.." I react quiet.

“Now you’re here. I can be sure you don’t do anything stupid.” Paul continues.

“What if I need blood? And then on that kind of moments that someone will get killed or hurt because of it.” I say. My grammar is failing, I can feel it. I look at my hands and see them go old. “Look at this. It won’t last long!” I stick my hand out towards Paul so he can see it being old and the nails going tall and sharp, dangerous to kill a new prey. “You aren’t save with me Paul. Nobody is. It would just be better if I died. Nobody would miss me and I won’t hurt anyone.” I say.

“Shut up. Slut.” Paul says.

I stop speaking although I feel like I need going on about how bad I am. I wonder why nobody put me in Jail.. Nobody can’t get hurt… I would die because there is easily no blood to drink. Only from the evil like I am. I grab a blanket and sit back into the chair. Put the blanket over me.

“You can sleep in my bed.” Paul says.

“I don’t. I hate that idea. Even while you’re my friend. I can’t do that.” I say. I talk about two things.. Killing Paul.. and sleeping with Paul in one bed… I shiver about that idea.

“Well alright.. Sleep wherever you want but you keep in this room George. I’m serious.” Paul says.

“Please, let me go my own way…” I say, it’s more a begging then a saying.

“I don’t want you to kill yourself.” Paul says.

“Well. If I keep here I will kill myself quicker than when I stay alone.” I say. I’ve a bit changed in time. I don’t want people around me. Just being alone with silence is what I ask for..

“You keep here.” Paul says.

“STOP!” I shout.

“Calm down George.. please..” Paul says with a little scare in his voice.

I sigh and try to calm down. I look at the ground and my sights has black dots. Appearing and disappearing when I calm down, I’m quiet. I keep sitting, not moving a single bit. Not even breathing. I don’t need to. It’s a pointless thing for a vampire. Then I realise something. I can’t even kill myself.. I’m already dead! I will never die! NEVER… Or do vampires die.. someday? Ever in the future…? I don’t breath and I haven’t a pulse.. Gosh.. I’m doomed with this living planet. I look over at Paul who has fallen asleep. I start grinning. This means I can escape. It’s night and that means I can go outside.

I stand up quietly. And leave the blanket on the chair. I quietly walk to the door of the bedroom.

“Where are you going.” I hear a voice when I just rest my hand on the door. I turn around and see Paul.

“Is this serious?” I sigh.

“Yes it is.” Paul says and sits up. “You’re not going anywhere Harrison.” He says.

“But..” I start.

“Nope.” Paul says and stands up.

“Paul I don’t want this.” I say.

“I don’t want you leaving me.” Paul says as he walks closer to me.

I quickly push the door open and sprint away. Vampire power to run as quick as the sun. This is a positive thingy.

“GEORGE!” I hear an echo screaming for me. It’s far behind me. I know it’s Paul.