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People fear them, and want to destroy them, so why? Why? Why couldn’t I run away from him? He was standing right in front of me looking at me with a confused and curious look on his face. He just looked so innocent.
“Um, hi?” I said, a little unsure of what to say.
“Why aren’t you running like the rest?” He asked, I could hear a twinge of sadness in his voice, “You don’t seem that scared either. Why not?”
“I-I’m not sure.” I answered slowly, “I’m getting a-a good vibe from you. I think you’re just misunderstood.”
“What do you mean?” He asked, his face getting a more confused look on his face.
“People don’t really try to understand you because their first instinct is to run from you.” I tried to explain, “I think you could be nice if you would just make friends.”
“Friends?” He asked, tilting his head like a puppy. “What are those?”
“You don’t know what friends are?”
He shook his head.
“Wow, okay. Friends are people who you can talk to. People you can trust, and they can trust you.” I took a step in his direction, closing the ten foot gap between us a little.
“Trust? I have heard people talk about it. What is trust?” He asked, raising his innocent green eyes to look at me from under his straight, black locks.
“When you can tell someone something, and not worry about them betraying you.” I said, brushing some long, red hair from my brown eyes.
“Really?” He asked, his eyes getting a little bigger, “Do you have it?”
“Yes, I trust my friends. Do you have trust?”
His face crumpled a bit while he thought about it, “No, everyone hates me.” He said, and my heart broke. Poor thing!
“Do you want a friend?” I asked, fighting the tears.
“What do you mean?”
“I could be your friend.” I said, taking another step towards him.
“Really?” He took a step towards me.
“Yes,” I held my hand out in a friendly gesture, “I’ll be our first friend.”
“Really?” He asked again, shocked.
“Yes, really.” I said with a small laugh.
“Okay.” He took my hand.
“Then we’re friends, now. And you can trust me.” I said, smiling.
“Okay.”
“But, we have to change something.” I said, my tone now serious.
“What?” He asked, getting a worried look.
“You have got to stop doing this.” I said, motioning to the destroyed buildings and crashed cars, “People could get hurt.”
“Okay, I can stop.” He said with a small smirk.
“Great.” I said with a large smile, and began dragging him towards my house.
“Where are we going?” He asked from behind me.
“We’re going to my house, we’re friends, and you’re going to hang out with me for a while.”
“Hang out? Are we going to hang ourselves?” He asked, again innocent.
I sighed at his ignorance, “No, people say that. We’re just going to go to my house and relax.”
“Oh, okay, good.” He said.
“You never told me your name.” I realized.
“My name is Gray.”
“I’m Emerson.” I said, giving him a warm smile.
I, Emerson Walker, have a vampire as a friend.
