Will

What’s wrong, you ask?
Well, it’s a long story. I’m sure you hear them quite frequently, working here. See, there’s this guy I met, a long time ago… I think it was 1996.
I know I don’t look that old. Would you shut up?
I didn’t think much of him then. You know, the type you avoid, evil and all that. My friends and I were his… enemies, and we fought him frequently. And then somehow he ended up on our side. And I started to fall for him. Now, you see… I was married by this time…
You don’t think I look old enough to have been married? Well, thank you for the praise, but I was.
I loved my husband very much. Oz and I had two children, beautiful kids. And then one night he didn’t come home. They found his body in the lake. Said it was suicide, his body was filled with drugs. I didn’t question it, mourned for him for a year. And then, my… friend, we’ll call him Will, okay? He offered me eternal youth. I scorned it. He offered to take me to places I’d never been, and I excused myself, for the children. And he left.
You think I’m a fool? You don’t know what you’re talking about. Eternal youth isn’t all it seems… shut the hell up. Let me finish the damn story!
A month later, I was in a deep depression, and my friends were raising the kids more than I was.
Their names? I don’t even remember anymore. Been too long. Stop interrupting.
Like I was saying, he came back. And he came to me, and loved me. And then I was one of them.
A vampire. Yes, they’re real. No, I won’t hurt you unless you keep interrupting me!
Some of our blood must have mixed while he made love to me. And I remember waking up with him weeping over me. And I knew that I loved him, then. But I couldn’t stay around. My friends, once they found out what Will had done, had given me back my soul, but it hurt to be separated from them, and Will just reminded me of them too much. So we meet here every year on this day…
Yes, I’m crying, dammit. I…miss him. I always do.
But he’s gone now. Damn Slayer finally got him, and she got hers, oh yes. They’re training a new one in Hong Kong, I hear. But I got the heart of a Slayer. Slayers have strong blood, but the heart… they say if you eat the heart of a Slayer you’ve secured a place of reverence among all of my kind. But I didn’t eat it. Yuck. Gave it to him. He’s meeting me here tonight, did I tell you?
I can’t wait to see him again.

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