Date: Thu, 2 Dec 1999 20:14:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Brian's Worshipper <ty347@yahoo.com>
Subject: One More Chance

You all know the disclaimer.

Characters:
These beings are psychic vampires, made when each was
around 15 to 16.
Tyler - blond angelic-faced guy about 6 feet and
piercing blue eyes
Sean - asian kid with unusually light hazel eyes and
luscious lips.

I looked at him, across the room. He seemed so greatly
changed; his eyes once so full of light and curiosity
were dulled and dampened. His once radiant smile was
gone, replaced by a
sad look of loss. His very stature seemed completely
pleading; my heart went out to him, but my words
didn't.

"Go to hell, bitch." I regretted the words the instant
they left my mouth. He was visibly hurt by them, but
he also felt and knew he deserved them. Unable to look
on him anymore without crying, I turned away facing
the door. Desperately keeping my voice steady,
I slowly renounced any love that I had felt. I heart
him start crying, sniffling like a poor lost dog in a
downtown alley who's
mother had just passed away without a word.

"I'm SORRY, Sean. God, I'm sorry. I didn't think
things could turn out this way! I don't deserve to be
forgiven, bu--"

"No, you sure as hell don't.", I said, "Do you KNOW
what you've done to me?" Feeling my old rage rush up
and break past my
reluctance to hurt, I let loose a flurry of
accusations, all true as I spun around and
fixed him with my glowing eyes. "LOOK AT ME, Tyler!
LOOK at the monster YOU created! You
filled my naive head with bulls--- words of 'forever',
and 'love', and 'eternal bonding'." You made me what
you were, f---ed me, and
left me.

He slowly got up in protest. "No, that's not the way
it is, yo-"

"It IS the way it is. You come, unload, and leave.
You're sort of like a delivery boy in that way. How
many teenage boys have you
desecrated and cursed with your blood? 30? 40? Why
should I believe that I'm so special that you want to
come back to me now?
What, do you figure my ass has tightened up again?" I
burst out, not realizing what I said until after I
heard it.

"It's not that way, It was never that way! You were
the only one that mattered to me!" he pleaded
pathetically, burying his face in
his hands.

"Oh was I? You never really seemed to show it. You'd
be in the middle of telling me how special I was, then
a better looking ass would
swing its way by, and suddenly faithful Tyler's eyes
and penis are fixated upon some other young beauty."
My anger crumbled away,
replaced by bitter sadness. "Do you know what it was
like, all those years? I woke up one night to find you
and everything
you owned gone. I thought I was having a nightmare,
that I'd wake up in your arms and everything would be
ok again. But the nightmare
never ended. It wasn't 2 days until your ex-lover's
posse came after me and broke me in every imaginable
way. Did you hear about it
wherever you were? Did my suffering make you laugh?"

"NO!!! Not until after. If I'd known, I'd have come
running to you! Don't you get it? I LOVE YOU! Open
yourself up to me!
Don't shut me out, Sean. You-you're my world."

"Open myself up to you? I already DID that. My body
will never forget it. I don't believe you anymore.
I--I don't love you. Just leave
me alone. Go away." I stammered painfully as I sad
down on the desk fingering a golden-framed picture of
two happy young men with
eyes full of hope and hearts full of 'love'. A
teardrop fell on it as I put it back down.

Tyler stood up and moved to me. He carefully placed
his hand on my shoulder. God, I'd missed that. After
all this, his touch still
sent shivers through me. I almost turned around then,
took down my wall and threw myself into his arms. But
my logical mind was still
working, still forbade me to do it.

"I didn't think you could ever be this way. When I met
you, I fell in love with you; your hope, your love of
life, your curiosity.
You were in pain, but you were able to block it out
with all your moments of happiness; your flowers, your
music, your words. I know
I don't deserve a second chance, but please forgive
me. I destroyed your defense against the world, but I
can help you rebuild it."

My heart felt like it was about to burst out of my
chest and into my hands as I wiped the glistening
teardrops from my eyes. His right hand
grasped mine as his left arm draped itself around my
shoulders. I didn't have the strength or resolve to
fight him anymore.

I whispered, perhaps to myself more than to him. "God,
why do you always do this to me? You're screwing up my
life! I hate you and love you at the same
time!" I whispered, perhaps to myself more than to
him.

He turned my face to his, and looked into mine. I felt
that old block of ice in my heart begin to thaw as he
whispered back to me.
"Tell me honestly. Do you miss me?"

I nodded.

He smiled subtly, relieved. "We can have what we had
for one night, for the rest of our lives. I'm back,
I'm not leaving. I promise."

I was falling in love with him all over again. I
cursed him and blessed him simultaneously. He had me.
Then he kissed me.
All present things were forgotten. The world had
narrowed itself down to a single point of light
surrounding me, and this
being that held me who was both angel and devil at
once.

"One more chance?"

I nodded and fell into his arms.