“Have you ever felt so… alive?!” She stood on the very edge of the parapet, swaying gently.
I looked at her, unimpressed. “Well, yeah,” I shrugged. “You know, when I was actually alive?”
“Really?” She stood, hands on her hips, clearly not happy about my lack of enthusiasm. “I could’ve just killed you before. Maybe I should have.”
“Okay, look. I’m not trying to appear ungrateful or anything.”
“Well, you sure seem it right now.” She sounded, I don’t know, almost hurt?
“You didn’t kill me, and I appreciate that.” I raised my hands into a defensive position. “But couldn’t you have just, like, not made me dead?”
“Undead, Mark,” she sighed. “UN-dead.”
“Fine, undead. But I’m still significantly less alive than I was before.” I could almost hardly believe I was having to justify not being entirely okay with the situation.
“Okay, alright.” She threw her arms in the air and turned away. “I’m sorry, yeah?”
I hated seeing her like this. I didn’t mean to take it out on her the way I did, but it was a big change that I was struggling to get used to. I moved close to her, stepping up onto the parapet with her, putting an arm around her waist. She turned again to face me, a tear forming in each eye.
“I was so lonely, Mark,” she sniffed. “I just wanted somebody like me…”
“Sh-sh-shh,” I hushed her, holding her in both arms. “It’s fine, really. I’ve just got to adapt, you know?”
She tried to force a smile. “Really? You’re okay with it all?”
“Yeah, or I will be.” I smiled back at her. “I mean, I get to spend eternity with you, so yeah, I’m more than okay.”
“I love you,” she said, softly. Her jet black eyes stared right into mine, filling me with that comforting iciness I so craved.
“I love you too.”
We held each other close. She blinked. The wind grew stronger, swirling around us. The skies darkened. She blinked again, for longer this time. I heard the distant sound of thunder. The cacophony from the streets below increased in volume. I closed my eyes as she rested her head against my chest. It began to rain. Her eyes must be closed too, I thought.
“Let’s go somewhere.” Her voice sounded in my head, as though whispered but I was unsure if she had spoken.
“Where?” I asked. I became aware of the stillness in my chest.
“Anywhere,” she breathed.