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Vandoule (Pt.7)
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 Created on 2-10-08
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“Where is my mum?” She was a blonde child in her youth. Death made her look sickly, and her voice was small compared to the buzz around us.
“I have no idea, Rashel.” Rashel had been with me ever since the night I had met Olivia wandering the streets, staring at her pointers.
“You told me you knew where she was, and I haven’t seen her in such a long time.” Something I will give her credit for, she never forgot a detail, a conversation, anything. She could keep you dancing on your toes until finally you snapped, giving in to her inane jabbering.
“Yes, Rashel. I told you that, but I was lying.”
“Why did you lie? Mummy told me telling lies was mean.”
“I suppose it is, in a way.”
“Then why did you do it?”
“Rashel, do you know what you are?”
“I’m five.”
“Yes, you are, but do you know what kind of being you are?”
“I’m five.”
“Yes, you are five.”
“Why did you lie?”
“Because your mother was of no importance.”
“I love my mum.”
“Yes, I know you do, and I know you want to see her again.”
“Very much.” I had a plan for little Rashel. If Olivia wanted it this way, then this way she was going to get it.
“There’s away you can see her again, but first you’ve got to do something.”
“What do I have to do?” I stroked her shoulder length hair.
“There’s this woman, Olivia. Do you know who that is?”
“No.”
“Ah, well, you soon shall. What I want you to do is abandon yourself, draw her to you.”
“Why?”
“She’s a bad person, my dear. She’s a rebel even when she is well taken care of. She doesn’t appreciate what she is given.”
“Why?”
“Oh, Rashel, just because. If I knew why I might be able to help her myself.”
“I’m helping her?”
“Oh, yes. You are.”
“But I’m five.”
“Yes, that doesn’t matter. All you have to do is bring her to you. Can you do that?”
“Um…”
“Of course you can.”
“Yes?”
“Yes.”
“What if I don’t want to? That doesn’t seem like I’d be helping her much. I’m five.”
“Rashel, you’re five. That has nothing to do with Olivia. Just make sure she’s close to you, alright.”
“Ok.”
“Good girl.”
Rashel, the young one I took in the night to crave my thirst for Olivia, follows orders, though she has a mind of her own. She wonders what life is and her questions revolve around her like the orbiting Earth. I know you will disapprove of my use of her, but she belongs to me, and in order to reel in my Olivia, Rashel is needed.
Olivia has a weakness, and I am quite aware that she knows nothing of it. Each time in her hunt, she spares the young and the weak. Rashel is both of these things: young and weak in a world where she is alone. Olivia will happen upon her, and in doing so, will not be able to take her. As she tries to help Rashel into some shelter, I will be waiting in the depths of a darkened corner. Rashel will be coached to lead Olivia to me and there where she cannot escape, I will strike down upon her with vengeance. And then, only then, will she fully appreciate my love for her: my beautiful Olivia.
“And you’re sure I’ll see my mum this way?”
“Of course, my child.” Would I ever lie?
My vision is blurred to where I no longer know which direction I should be traveling in. In my mind, I have two voices; my own, and some other, darker voice that is calling me closer and closer to an unknown destination. The longer I wait for answers, the more I wander long roads never knowing where I’m going. Is this insanity? It is some form of dismemberment in my head. I can feel my body slowly pulling itself apart.
In the end, never knowing quite what’s going on, I understand that nothing is ordinary in subject to time, and in relying on myself to finish the want inside the vault of my confusion, I know what I must do. If living in death is not death at all, then being dead while living should not exist. Vandoule has taught me one valuable lesson. When you have your mind set on something, never give up. You may just break free from the turmoil that was troubling you in the first place.
“Are you ready, my dear?”
“Well, yes, but…Vandoule?”
“Yes?”
“I’m only five.”
Comments
Please Login to post comments| On June 2nd 2008 shorteternity Said : | |
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hahaha I love the dialouge between Rashel and Vandoule. |
| On May 9th 2008 joejoh Said : | |
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excellent! i was wondering what happened to the girl :) |
| On February 17th 2008 SpikeLover2 Said : | |
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its great! Rashel is adorable... i hope she stays in the story...
hugs. |
| On February 11th 2008 LadyCha0s Said : | |
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lol cute!!kmp |
| On February 10th 2008 username685 Said : | |
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great story
i love you names |
| On February 10th 2008 tkotapout Said : | |
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awwwww...rashel is soooo cute!!!"i'm only five."lol.kmpp! |
| On February 10th 2008 transgenic Said : | |
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Love it! |
| On February 10th 2008 analyssarenae Said : | |
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lol i love rashel. shes so cute! keep me posted! |
| On February 10th 2008 irwinwe Said : | |
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hahahahaaa...Rashel is an amazing character...i love it. |
| On February 10th 2008 tumblegrl1994 Said : | |
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Lovez it! |
| On February 10th 2008 twilight8218 Said : | |
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very good kmp! |
| On February 10th 2008 teeniegirl015 Said : | |
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OMG I LOVE RASHEL!! "I'm only five." That is the cutest thing ever!! I really like this, C, kmp!
Loves ya! |
