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little things that irritate me, things
I would not be able to live with for the rest of forevermore.
    “Come in, Ethan. Why are you just standing
there?”
    He smiles handsomely. “I thought we would be
leaving as soon as I get here.”
    I sigh exasperated. “You know Shayne. He has
these little habits and rituals. Just come in, don’t just stand
there.”
    He walks past me as I stand aside.
    I turn and close the door behind us. I
walk into the house behind Ethan and I turn to him by the stairs.
“Amanda and Shayne will be here now.” I point toward the lounge.
“You can go and sit down so long.”
    I walk up the stairs toward my room. I
usually wait in my room, while the ‘grown-ups’ have an alcoholic
beverage before we leave. I put a CD into my stereo, and sitting on
my bed, I page through a magazine.
    My door opens softly and I turn toward it.
The words, “I am coming,” freeze on my lips, when I see Ethan
walking toward me.
    He smiles at me and although I honestly do
not want it to affect me, it does. Smiling seductively, he comes to
a stop in front of me and he holds his hand out toward me.
    I take his hand while looking up at him
and he pulls me up from the bed gently. Once I am standing in front
of him, he does not move away. He drops his head closer to mine and
with lightening speed, his hand is holding my head closer to his.
He softly lets his lips glide over mine.
    Holding his lips close to mine, he asks
softly, “When will you be mine?”
    I pull away from him, frowning. “Never.”
    He laughs softly. “Why never?”
    I turn away from him dismissively and walk
toward my cupboard to get my trench coat.
    Staring after me thoughtfully, he asks,
“Are you ready?”
    I smile friendly, although I do not feel it.
“I am coming. Do I have a choice?”
    We walk out to the car together and Ethan
sits with me in the back of Shayne’s car. We drive past Carmine’s
house and I see the party that was supposed to have been at
Andrew’s house is now at her house. I see all the kids, my age in
appearance, and I feel despondent that I could not join them after
all. However, I feel the demon rise in me when I look at them and I
can imagine sinking my teeth into their soft, young skins, so I
look away.
    As if Ethan can hear my thoughts, he folds
his hand over mine on my leg. He squeezes my hand softly. I look
toward him sideways and a soft smile is playing on his lips. He
whispers, “I do not know why you waste your time with them.” His
eyes look over my shoulder toward the group of teens standing on
the pavement.
    “They make me feel normal,” I reply
defensively.
    “But you aren’t normal, are you?”
    “You don’t need to remind me.”
    “Why do you have this need to feel normal?
You are so much better than them.”
    I do not want to tell him how I feel. It
had nothing to do with him. I did not want to blurt out how I
wanted to be like them. I wanted to grow old and move on, not
forever stuck in one particular place, frozen forever in this
body.
    I sigh and look out the window up toward the
night sky.
    Ethan whispers in my hair, “Don’t be so sad,
beautiful Susanna.” He lightly kisses me on the top of my head.
    I notice the night getting darker as we drive
away from the suburbs and the city, and then not long after, shacks
surround us. Little squares made from anything and everything in an
attempt to keep the rain and wind out.
    You can feel the despair and hopelessness in
the air and suddenly I do not want to do it. These people already
have such a crappy time of just finding something to eat, how could
we come here and feed off them, besides I suddenly realize
something important. I ask Shayne as he brings the car to a stop,
“What about AIDS? Have you considered it?”
    Shayne laughs cruelly, “What do you suppose
AIDS will do to you, Susie?”
    Amanda confirms, “Blood is blood.”
    Still I am reluctant. “These people hardly
ever eat. They would not fill us – at all!”
    I can feel Ethan