There was something weird about him, though I couldn't tell what it
was. As I sipped my coffee, I must have kept staring at him,
trying to make out what it was and he smiled, noticing me turning my
eyes towards him every other second. He was eating his bacon and eggs,
in a way that made me think he had all the time in the world, as if he
would live forever so he didn't need to worry about the passing of time
like mortals do.
As he sat there, peacefully eating his breakfast, and as I sat a few
chairs away from him, steadily sipping my coffee, he suddenly lifted
his fork in a greeting, making a gesture of friendliness, saying
would you care to join me? Only then did I
notice that it was unusually quiet in the lunchroom, and that him and
me were the only persons in the room. I looked around, but seeing no
one else (even the owner was somewhere else at that time) I said sure and got up to take my coffee to a seat opposite
to him. He watched me as I came closer, probably because I had stared
at him. He didn't say anything, neither did I. I didn't feel the need
to say anything yet. As he took another bite, he looked up with his
head still down and then it struck me. It was his eyes. There were so
strange, so pale, that they seemed to shine over his whole face. So
unreal yet so beautiful. A tingling feeling went through my body and
I just had to look away. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to
embarres you he said, smiling. I smiled back, not knowing what
else to do. Need more coffee? he offered,
lifting the can that he had ordered. No thanks,
that's OK I replied, still amazed about this eyes and his warm
I had never seen him there before. And I had never seen it so quiet in
there at this hour. The whole situation was so weird, I knew something
would happen. So I just waited.
He was from Colorado, or so he said. We chatted about little things,
we laughed about silly things. He had this incredible way of making me
feel comfortable. At a certain point in the conversation, he came to
notice the necklace I was wearing, a piece my mother had given me a
long time ago. He seemed to like it a lot. Can I see
it? he asked, so I put it off and handed it over. As he admired
it, I realized another weird feature of his looks. His teeth were all
too white to be real, or so it seemed, and they made his smile look
more sincere. His teeth were a bit pointy too.
That's very beautiful he said.
Shall I put it back around your neck? Hesitantly I looked him in the eye, but
he had already risen from his chair and teasingly said
Oh, come on. Worst thing that I can do is bite you.
Now would that be so bad? I laughed, but as he came closer,
holding my necklace in his one hand and pulling back his long hair
with his other, I noticed two little dots at the side of his neck. Not
alarmed yet, I turned my head away, so he could reach my neck.
A beautiful necklace, on a beautiful neck, which
will be my first real breakfast on a long time... I felt
something stinging in my neck, his teeth, I'm sure it were. No pain.
No feeling. Just the alteration.
After that, I haven't felt anything anymore.
The only thing I feel is thirst.