My Guardian Vampire

Mike was suddenly next to me, and I nearly fell over. He put his hand out to touch me, but still seemed cautious. I opened my mouth, but wasn’t sure how to say it was okay without being awkward-

“What happened? Are you okay?” Mike interrupted. I went to speak again, but then Katy walked in.

“Ali? What’s going on?” She quickly moved over to my side, and wrapped her arms around me. She looked curiously at Mike, but didn’t seem to want to bring up the question if it was him. Mike saw the look and understood it, then looked down.

“I didn’t do anything…” He mumbled. I opened my mouth to speak, and again I was interrupted.

“I’m sorry, Mike, I didn’t mean to-”

“Keep your apology!” I suddenly yelled out. I then squinted my face; I hadn’t meant to say that, I meant to say-

“What?” Mike asked, raising his brow.

“Make no apologies.” I said. Damnit, I hadn’t meant to say that either! My mind wasn’t connecting with my mouth. Katy looked at me, just as confused.

“What do you mean?”

Mike’s mouth suddenly twisted.

“That was an order, now I can’t apologize. Ali, can you take it back?”

“Everybody wants to change the world, but no one wants to try…” I said, and put my hand over my mouth. What the fuck?

“Ali?” Katy asked shakily, fear in her voice. She then looked up at Mike, the boss part of her taking over her. “Mike, you get out of here before she says something else that’s an order. Mike shook his head.

“No way. I don’t know if this is because of… it or something else. Wait! I can try…” He paused for a moment. “Shit, I can’t even read her mind! And there’s a damn strong block. Ali, do you want to keep me out?”

I shook my head, and lowered my hand off my mouth, struggling to speak.

“Na… Na…” I couldn’t form the word “no.” I began to tear up, starting to panic. “Naaaa!” Mike held up his hand and put his other hand on my arm, trying to calm me.

“It’s okay, I get that you don’t want to. I’m honestly not sure what the hell’s going on. I think I should call the hospital, but maybe Katy should instead so I can ask you-”

I went to speak again, forgetting that I couldn’t.

“Drugs, gimmie drugs-” I started, and Katy put her hand over my mouth.

“Order, shit!” Mike said, going away. He quickly came back with various narcotics in his hand, and blushed. “Okay, I’ll go talk to Tré, then maybe call the hospital. Someone might be doing something to you though.” He then looked at Katy. “Try letting her speak, and writing down what comes out.”

Mike left, and I looked at Katy. She smiled at me weakly and searched through the draws of the room, eventually finding pen and paper. She nodded to me, and I began to speak:

“Drugs, gimme drugs, gimme drugs…” I said, and started to cry. I was trying to say “what’s going on?” Katy rubbed my shoulder.

“Just continue Gytha.” I nodded and continued.

“…I don't need it but I'll sell what you got… Take the cash and I'll keep it… Eight legs to the wall…” Katy was writing madly, a confused look on her face. It must have sounded like gibberish. She then held up her hand, and went out for the room. When she came back, she had a recorder in her hand.

“Here,” she said, and sat back down next to me. “So you don’t have to keep waiting.”

I nodded. I went to speak further, but it seemed to repeat… And then, it turned almost lyrical.
“Drugs, gimme me drugs, gimme me drugs
I don't need it but I'll sell what you got
Take the cash and I'll keep it
Eight legs to the wall
Hit the gas, kill 'em all!
And we crawl and we crawl and we crawl
Bring me my detonator!
Love, gimme me love, gimme me love
I don't need it but I'll take what I want from your heart
and I'll keep it in a bag in a box
Put an 'x' on the floor
Give me more, give me more, give me more!
Shut up and sing it with me
For my security, to every enemy,
we're on your property standing in V-formation
Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery
Keep your apology, give us more detonation!
(More, give me more, give me more!)
I'd love to tell ya about the sad man
Shut up and let me see your jazz hands
Remember when you were a madman
Thought you was Batman
And hit the party with a gas can
Kiss me, you animal!
You run the company
Fuck like a Kennedy
I think we'd rather be burning your information
Let's blow an artery
Eat plastic surgery
Keep your apology, give us more detonation!
And right here, right now
All the way in Battery City
The little children, raise open their filthy palms
Like tiny daggers up to heaven
And all the juvie halls and the ritalin rats
As angels made from neon and fucking garbage scream out
‘What will save us?’
And the sky opened up-
Everybody wants to change the world
Everybody wants to change the world
But no one, no one wants to die
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
Wanna try?
I’ll be your detonator!
Make no apology
It's death or victory
On my authority
Crash and burn, young and loaded
Drop like a bulletshell
Dress like a sleeper cell
I'd rather go to hell than be in purgatory
Cut my hair, gag and bore me
Pull this pin
Let this world explode…”

I shut my mouth, and Katy looked at me expectantly. I looked down at myself, trying to see my own mouth. Apparently it was done talking. I shrugged, and Katy shut the recorder off.

“Can you speak more?”

My mouth twisted, and I took on a questioning look.

“Na na na?”