Waiting for the sun

How would you decide if this story would happen to you ? - Please 
pardon my English. I hope you like the narration nevertheless.

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I can`t sleep.

Since I lost my job, my biorhythm has changed seriosly. 

No matter how sleepy I am, I stay awake in bed. I have tried zen 
meditation. You are breathing with your stomach and imagine to sit on 
a hill. But it doesn`t have the wanted effect when I try.

So I lie in bed until dawn. Some sunbeams always find their way 
through the old curtain. This is the only sunlight I have seen since 
a long time. The sunbeam is wandering slowly in the direction of my 
bed. When I have closed my eyes I feel it in my face when it is 
sliding over my pillow. Then I fall asleep.

...

This night when I am sitting at the computer someone is knocking at 
the window. Through the glass I recognize a young woman in dark 
clothes. I open the window.

"You are belonging to us", she says. I look around, but there is 
nobody else. "I saw you every night sitting there" she says, as if 
that would be an explanation. "Always in the night."

She is pale. She has put on dark red lipstick. "Would you please let 
me in ?" she asks.

"What`s your name ?", I say.

It is long ago that a woman was in my appartment. I meet no people.

Her hand was sliding along the computer table and she switches off 
the monitor. 

"I am so hungy", she says. Her hand on my shoulder she presses me 
down so that I am sitting on the chair.

"Shall I call the pizza service ?"

She laughs. "No. I want to nibble at you." She knees down between my 
legs and lays her arms onto them. She opens the zipper, unpacks her 
meal and licks her lips. "Oh, you react very fast. Ready to eat, I 
think. Do you too like a steak when it is raw and bloody ?" She is 
looking at me expectantly. Should I say something now ?

"Oh dear. You never have seen a vampire movie, have you ?" she says. 
"OK. I will explain. I am wearing dark clothes, am knocking at your 
window deep in the night and ask you to let me in, I have a pale face 
with dark red lips and unserwingly point to my hunger..." she says 
during she is playing with her food.

"Yes, and... ?" I ask.

"The victim shoud be a little bit frightend !" she says.

"The victim. That`s me !" I shout.

"Now you got it !" she shows her sharp teeth.

"AAAAAaaaah !" In panic I search for something on the table, catching 
the package of a 3D-Shooter, displaying a cross on the front.

"What`s the matter ?" she asks. "We can play that game after dinner, 
for an eternity, if you like to. But now let me eat, or I will get a 
nervous stomach. Be patient, or do you think, this funny little 
picture of a cross will save you ? Believe me, it doesn`t. Crucifix, 
sunlight or holy water... It will be only effective against vamps if 
it has a personal meaning to you. Got it, stupid ?"

Disappointed she is looking at what she planed to be her little snack 
for this night. "Oh. To tell the truth I didn`t want to talk my 
supper could..."

...

She decided to love me up later. We are lying in bed together now. I 
am looking at her. Asleep she doesn`t seem to be dangerous. Her face 
is relaxed. She sighs, maybe because of hunger.

She breathes softly onto my arm.

I have been alone too long, and her sentence "You belong to us" 
changes to "You belong to me."

The sunbeams are wandering in the direction of my bed slowly.

"...if it has a personal meaning..." Does she want to sleep forever ? 
Why else has she given  operation instructions for killing vampires 
to me ?

I imagine as I will wake her up before the sun can burn her. "I am 
hungry", she will say then.

I´m waiting for the sun.