A dream of Louis

At 5 in the morning, i heard a rapid loud knock at my
back door. I walked to the door stumbling half asleep.
Switching on the porch lights I pushed the curtain out of the
way looking directly into the eyes of the character i had
just read about. Louis De Ponte DuLac. Supposed to be
completely Fictional. And yet he was there standing, clutching
to the door frame. I opened the door slightly. He whispered
" I need shelter from the day. Will you help me?"
I opened the door fully open now. My heart was beating wildly.
From both terror and happiness, that he chose my house to sleep
during the day. "Yes come in, I will help you."

He entered into my house with my help. I openly knowing that his
limbs were loosing strength. Thanks to the book Interview with
the Vampire, That I had been reading just a few hours ago.
I helped him walk to my parents bed room. The darkest room of the
whole house. I was glad that my parents and my sister went on a
Month long vacation, leaving me here to take care of the house, and that
it is summer time. So i wouldn't have to worry about school.
I laid him on my parents bed. Quickly I threw all the stuff out of the
closet onto the bed beside him.I could see he was getting weaker
and weaker by the second. He looked at me and whispered: "No, no
I will be fine right here just help me onto the floor." I walked to his side,
I grabbed his arm helping him sit up. He tried to get his legs off the bed
but he couldn't move them. I pulled his first leg off then the other.
With all the help i could give, i helped him slide off the bed onto the floor.
I pulled the very thick quilts off my parents bed and put them over him.
"Thank You" He barely managed to whisper.

I sat on the floor across the room from where he lay. Just
watching his motionless body lay there. Night came again. He said he
had to eat something. And i knew what he meant. I nodded And opened
the doors that I had shut for the day. He said thank you and left out
the back door. About half of the night was over and i being a human with
a wishful heart, hoped that he would be back.To my surprise he did come back. But he
wasn't alone this time, an old old man was accompanying him.
Louis smiled at me. "Do you want to know what it looks like when i drink?"
He said out loud to me ignoring the fact that the old man was listening to
what he said. I nodded letting him in my house once more. He walked back
to the room i had let him sleep in during the day. He made the old man
sit on the floor, then he sat beside him legs stretched out in front of him.
He smiled at me again. "Don't be afraid child, i wont harm you. I am just
showing you what you wanted to see as you were reading the descriptions
about it in the book i have written." He turned his complete attention to the old
man. Looking deep into the old man's eyes, like as if Louis was hypnotizing
him to bend to his every command. Louis moved closer to the old man pulling
his old fragile neck closer to his mouth. He lingered over his neck with fangs
extended and then finally plunged into the old man's neck. The old man
twitched a little but then completely ceased to move. In a minute Louis was
done, he tossed the old man to the side smiling at me. "Was that what you
imagined when you read it from the book?" He asked in a half whisper. "Yes.
But why choose a man to drink from? Why not a woman? I mean... it probably
doesn't matter much, blood is blood right? Is male blood a personal favorite
though?" I responded questioning. He looked at me smiling. The blood all
over his teeth and lips. "No I don't mind from whom I drink from. And your right,
blood it just blood. I have a fondness towards aged blood so I chose this
elderly man. But yes any blood works. This old man was just available at
the time. So I took him. Walking alone at night in the park is not wise." I
walked to the bed to get closer to him. But still i wasn't happy with the big
space between us. So i crawled onto the bed and lay on it just looking at
him as he was observing me.I could feel the night coming to an end, I could
tell he was starting to loose strength in his limbs. He didn't have to tell me,
somehow i just knew he was weakening. "Do you need help with anything?"
I ask him very worried, because he looked different than the night before.
"No its fine. I'm OK" He said weakening.

Another day he slept in my parents room with me across it, watching him.
His lifeless body laying there under all those quilts. Not moving, no sounds
coming from him. The hours passed by slowly, with each minute i was growing
more and more worried about him. Worried that he was not going to wake
up, because he looked quite horrible before he went to sleep. Looked like he
had pneumonia or something horrible like that. I didn't think he would be able
to go hunt when he woke up, so i went on the hunt for him while the day light
hours were still strong.I came back around 7:30p.m. with a young blonde girl.
I trapped her by telling her i had some work to do around my house and i
needed help with it. I invited her in my house and told her she could sleep
here and we'll start fresh in the morning.About 8:30p.m. I told her to go with
me to the back, i knew that Louis would be waking up soon. And i had his
breakfast walking right to him. When we entered through the back door he
was already sitting up against the wall. I was shocked at how sick he looked.
I turned to the girl and asked: "Will you help me put him up on top of the bed?"
She nodded not suspecting a thing. She walked towards him back turned to me.
He looked at me and i smiled and winked at him. Signaling that it was OK
to drink from her. While she was trying to lift him, he attacked her.Drinking
greedily from her neck. In less than a minute he was done with her. He threw
her to the side on top the old man's carcass. I helped him into the bed because
he was still weak and he couldn't move well enough to do it on his own.
"Louis what is wrong with you?" i ask on the verge of tears. "I don't know."
He responded, his eyes as well started to water, but crimson colored. I looked
at my wrist and thought maybe my blood will fix him. I extended my arm
towards him, wrist exposed upwards. He looked at it. "What? You don't
want me to feed on you? Do you?" He asked worried. "It might help you fix
whatever is wrong with you." He looked at me, wanting it but still worried
for me. "Are you sure?" He asked again. I nodded yes. He held onto my hand
with one of his hands and the other hand he gripped tightly to my fore arm.
He touched his lips to my wrist where the veins bulged in my skin. Kissed
it once. Then he bit into it with his long fangs. It sent up a shrill of pain to my
spine, but it felt good at the same time. I was starting to get dizzy from him
drinking my blood. He let go when i lightly squeezed his hand. His color
deepened to a light tan color. "I told you it would help some." I told him as
i was inspecting his face and hands."Give me your hand." He demanded. I
did as he told me. He bit into his wrist and placed it where he had drank
from me. Quickly he lifted it. "Wow it healed!" I gasped. He laughed a little
at me."You haven't read lestat's book have you? I wont tell you more
about that. You will just have to read it to find out." He smiled. "I must sleep
more. I still don't feel well enough." I nodded agreeing with him. "May i
sleep beside you?" He agreed nodding his head as well. I went around to
the other side of the bed and crawled up next to him. But i didn't allow our
bodies to touch, for i had respect and didn't want him to think
i was a slut or something.

When i woke up the sun light was in my eyes. And Louis was not beside
me. I looked under the bed. Nothing. "Who opened the curtains and the
shades?" I thought to myself. "Louis?" I shouted out, worried that he had
perished in the lethal sun rays. I found him in a dark corner of the room
letting of small clouds of smoke. "Are you OK? Oh my GOSH!!! How did
that happen?" I asked him wide eyed as i was making my way to the curtains
to shut both them and the shades. But he opened the door and walked out
starting to smoke more. "Those rooms don't have curtains the wholes in the
shades let in sunlight!" I shouted to him but he didn't listen to me. He kept
going. I ran after him trying to pull him back into the dark room but i was
just a mere human with human strength. He was a vampire with vampiric
strength. He etched his way pass the dinning room into the living room.
As he made his way past my bedroom he slowly stopped burning and
smoking all together. "Louis! The sun. Its affect is loosing hold on you!
Your not burning anymore! Look!" I entwined my arm around his, sharing
his happiness. "You can walk in the day!" I shouted happily to him. He was
so happy. He couldn't stop smiling. He smiled a big smile from ear to ear.

Then i woke up from my dream, Almost crying for his happiness.
It felt like i could feel what he felt as i was waking up. The sheer
joy of the sun touching my skin after 250 years, of hiding in the
darkness,,, of the pale moon light.