George Vampire Harrison

Chapter 33

The door opens from John’s hospital room. I look at the door and I can’t believe my eyes. It’s George. He looks terrible. But he’s there. He stands there just not moving and watches us with his eyes.

I slowly step towards him 

He can feel something is wrong. Cause he wraps his arms around me. His cold skin feels like a warm bed.

“Where have you been…” I cry.

“Hidden away.” He replies with some lifeless voice. “But I smelled John..” He replies.

“How… He.. just..” I ask. My blue eyes stand big.

“Vampire.” George replies. He lets go of the hug and walks to John. He bows down.

“George?” I ask. I’m confused. What is he doing in god’s name.

George bites in John’s neck gently.

I try to pull George off. But he doesn’t let me.

After a few seconds George stops and gets back up.

I hear gasping from the bed and I look at it. It’s John. He’s alive! He is alive!!

“I hope I made the good choice.” George says and he walks away.

“George! Wait!” I call. But it doesn’t work. George walks away.

John opens his eyes and he looks at me. Still gasping.

Paul is bear-hugging him.

“Please Paul. Give him some air!” I call.

Paul gives John some space. He’s quiet.

“You okay?” I ask.

“Was that just…?” Paul asks but he can’t finish his sentence.

“It was George..” I reply.

We’re all silent. John too who just got his breath back. I don’t get why George returned and then just walked away.. Why.. he’s our friend. What did he do with John.. How could he know.. he said.. something like the smell.. but that would be very quick.. but.. huh..

John sits up, that’s something he couldn’t do in weeks.

I notice. “John, what are you doing?”

“Sitting.” He replies. A smile on his face tells he is very happy with this.

Paul grabs his hand and I’m just watching. “John. How do you feel?” Paul asks caring.

“I feel good, I feel really, really, really good. It’s like I’m stronger. He is grinning. For a little second he looks to me and I give him a smile back.

“I’m thinking about music.” John says. He hasn’t done that for weeks.

I wish I could rise my eyebrow but I can’t. But Paul still does.

“Music?” Paul asks.

“but.. That’s been weeks. Maybe even a month!” Paul says.

“That’s true John. That’s true, you know, it’s true.” I say, when I realise how I say this, I’m like… gosh why did I say that this dramatic? It’s like a stupid secret I couldn’t save up well enough.

I’m starting to get confused, I mean.. John is doing like John, still not like John.. but more John then past weeks John. But.. this doesn’t feel like John.. “UGH!” I say loud. I confuse myself.

Paul’s and John’s eyes are looking at me.  “What was that for?” Paul asks.

“I confused myself…” I say embarrassed.

“You’re crazy Ringo..” Paul says.

“He isn’t.” John says.

I look at him and so does Paul. “what? Why? He’s the crazy one, and you know John.”

John puts his hands together and looks at Paul like he’s about to speech. “Nobody is crazy, everybody is their selves. It’s just Ringo’s cute nose. That makes him ‘crazy’ but you know, he’s kind and funny, fighting with his thoughts sometimes.” John speeches.

My mouth drops. I never heard John say something that serious in that way. Paul and him are always joking about my nose and character. I do the same back to them. We all do to each other.

Paul is sort of speechless. “ehm.. well… yeah…” he says

“John…” I start.

He looks at me.

“Are you feeling okay? You do.. strange..” I say.

“I feel great and strong.” John says, he puts up a kind of fake grin.

I worry and give Paul a worrying look. Who nods back in worry.