* Inhale *
" Phew "
The smell of smoke spread across the air. But it was faint... Very faint. More so than the blood on my body.
I don't want to look at my left. I don't want to look at her corpse....
" Sigh... not perfect, but I guess it'll do for now. Go back upstairs once you're done eating it. Don't be late Boris. "
* Shut *
" .... "
No sound came after that. Only the stiff silence of this concrete square room, with only one small window up above this wall that serves as my light.
I don't want to eat her.... But what am I supposed to do?
His going to force me.
Again and again and again....
It's.... all my fault.....
I still killed her.... I killed them all...
Just because I'm scared that he'll hurt me again.
I'm pathetic. Just some stupid hypocritical idiot....
If... If only.... If only I could just kill that man or at least distract him.... Then.... Maybe....
I suddenly lost my train of thought. Waking up only to see diluted blurry images.
It took a while, but as soon as my sight was well adjusted I see that I'm back in the garage.
" ... Grunts.... "
' Another annoying dream.... '
Looking at the clock and seeing that it's 3:24. I leave the bed, set it aside, prepare the leftovers, wash the blood, and clean myself.
Doing my daily routine until I change my clothes and sit back at my plank desk. Waiting for my kettle to be done.
* Boil *
" Hmmm.... "
I open my mouth and move my tongue to feel a sharp, jagged surface on my left jaw, relieved that my fang finally grows back overnight. I waited until a loud sound of a steaming whistle came from the kettle, taking it as I pour some boiled water to my mug to drink. Just to kick-start my day.
As I drink my mug, I check the time to see that it's 4:20. Dave will arrive soon, so I gulp the hot water down before walking to the car's that we haven't finished yet. Just to see if I could repair them before he could.
Time seems to skip. As I was busy changing the rusty break pad's and rotor's my ears quickly pick up someone driving near the garage.
Guessing that it's Dave, I open the gates before walking back to continue what I started. Taking me at least a few minutes until Dave finally arrives.
* Vroom- scratch *
* Thud *
" ♪ Humming ♫ "
Hearing Jasper's hum, I don't have to guess that she'll go straight to the TV. Dave arrives as he greeted " Morning "
" Mornin "
" Any progress on this one? "
" Well, I'm done replacing the clogged spark plugs and air filters so the rusty brake pads, rotor's and the chipped car paint are the only problems with this "
" Great um.... Vincent.... I was just wandering if you would like to.... I don't know babysit Jasper for me? "
" What? "
" Yeah, listen, I've contacted Jasper's usual babysitters and they say that they couldn't come because their either babysitting another kid or can't come because of reasons, so I'm asking if you would want to watch over her for the night. "
" Uh huh, and where are you going exactly during that time? "
" It's complicated. Look, I'll pay you 70 bucks to watch over her, please I'm very desperate "
Well, it's not like I'm against it, but.... Yeah.... There's going to be some issues.
Hmmm.... Maybe I could at least stay near their apartment and prepare some extra clothes, just in case. But what do I do with my food? Should I just eat them right at the spot or just leave them near the apartment for later consumption?
After some thought, I decided to just leave them near the apartment, since eating them at the spot would probably take time. Plus, I could just snack a piece of the meat whenever I feel hungry, so that's that.
" Well, I guess I can babysit her "
" Oh, thank God. Your a life savor "
" WHAT!? B-but dad, me and my friends were about to have a sleepover at Ashley's place! "
" Jasper, we talk about this. No sleep overs on a school night. You can ask them for a sleepover on the weekend but right now you're staying home "
" B-bu- "
" No, but's. "
" Ugh! Bu- Sigh.... FINE!!! " she replied. Mumbling to herself while she turn to face the TV.
" Anyway, Jasper's bedtime is at six. You can use our apartment phone to call me if there's any trouble "
" Ugh sure, but when will you come back? "
" Probably around 12 or 1 a.m. "
After some talk in regards in Jaspers behavior. Which I don't need to know. We continue to repair the car. Taking a couple of minutes until Dave leaves to take Jasper to school.
He drives back to the garage once he drops Jasper to school, as helped me repair, perform basic care and maintenance with a few cars.
.....
The dull evening sky rain down, yet despite the dry clouds and dark atmosphere, the street lights slowly arise. Opening a few stores and restaurant as I walk past the crowd in this lively part of the streets.
I don't know why? But walking in vibrant public street at night feels off. Maybe because I'm used to moving around in deep alleyways or the shadiest streets that I barely get to be in this part of the neighborhood.
Well l, I guess it's a pleasant change of paste for once.
I didn't bother to ask for direction, since Dave and Jasper's scent were already recognizable to me. Quickly arriving at their apartment as I open the door, walk through the hall and up to the stairs.
Reaching to the second floor with a door that has a sign that said 2B.
* Knock knock *
* Creak *
" Yo "
"Ah, Vincent! You've made it!"
* Creak *
" Thanks again for babysitting Jasper., hope you didn't have any trouble finding my apartment "
" Nope, not at all. Your directions are pretty spot on. "
" Well, good to hear. Jasper's in the living room, and there is some pizza in the kitchen. You can put your stuff in the living room if you want "
" Thanks "
Dave leads me to the living room, As I drop my backpack aside and notice Jasper drawing by the couch. Dave reminded me again about Jasper's bedtime and a few things that I'm allowed and restricted to do in their apartment.
After reassuring Dave, he thank me one last time before he leaves to the door.
* Creak *
" Hmm? Oh, hi Uncle Vincent "
" Hi, ugh what are drawing? "
" Hmm oh it's a comic "
" Uh huh, and what's your comic about? "
" Oh, it's from flintlock. I'm drawing skillet putting a villain at a vat of acid "
" Wait, isn't that like a cartoon? "
" Ugh yeah "
Looking at her crude drawing, there' are a lot of smudges of red and green colors and some weird drawn out parts that I couldn't understand.
" So you draw that all by yourself? "
" Yup "
" Where are their thumbs? "
" Hmm oh right! Yeah, I'm not really good at drawing hands. So I just wing it and see if it stick's "
" Huh, you're pretty good. You know I haven't seen you draw in the garage before? "
" Well, dad couldn't afford a TV yet, so drawing and burying comics is what keeps me entertain. Well, until Dad buy's me a TV on my birthday next week "
" Really? Well, good for you, kid "
" Heh, hmm you know since you're here how about we start a drawing challenge! You and me are right here right now! "
" Ugh I don't know, drawing isn't really my thing "
" Don't worry, I'll go easy on you. Unless you don't really want to because you're nothing but a chicken~ "
" Haha, very funny but- "
" Hah, see you're a chicken! Uncle's nothing but big old pathetic chicken! "
" Okay alright I'll join you gee's "
Jasper smug as she brings stacks of paper beneath the table. She put a two pencils and an eraser on the table and slide one to me.
Setting aside her comic as she grabs a piece of paper and exclaimed " Okay, the rules are simple. Each one of us will draw each other until that clock reaches 5:20. Who ever has an awesome looking drawing wins and the winner will get two extra pieces of pizza, you're ready! "
" Wait, did you make this challenge so that you can have an extra slice of pizza? "
" I said begin! "
She shout's as she begins to draw. With nothing else to do, I decided to just pick up a pencil and start as well. I don't really want the pizza, so I don't care if I fuck it up or not. All I have to do is just keep her preoccupied.
It's my job, after all.