The Love Story #8

“Where does he go all day and all night? He only comes back for close to two hours a day before he disappears again. And he sleeps once a week, on Sunday!” Joe sounded concerned and anxious.
Ash and Billy were with him in the AA room. They had moved out of New York to Orlando Florida, in a secluded area. Their house was surrounded by trees and wildlife and was miles away from the next house and civilization.
Ash thought the move was best for their new member, to be away from the memories and the people who knew him. He was supposed to be dead. That and the fact he now wanted to stay in Florida, after putting up a spirited fight for over five years. He never understood the change but he didn’t question his decision. It was one less thing to fight about.
They had been at the Big Cyprus reserve close to ten years and had grown to like the place. Billy was against the move at first, but the place grew on him especially since Ash let them fix an AA room—Alcohol and Amusement room. The room was filled, wall-to-wall with alcohol, and a big screen TV was mounted on one of the walls. Joe didn’t care where they lived, as long as there was a bar and a video library close by when they needed to replenish their stock. Sabrina however had sulked about it for the past ten years. She wanted to go back to New York, back to the big apple, the noisy traffic and the latest fashion trends, back to civilization.
When was the last time you saw him feed? Billy thought. It was as good as talking out loud as the others turned to face him.
Ash was worried, could he be feeding on humans?
“No,” Joe said answering his thought. “We would have smelled the human blood on him, and it would be in his thoughts.”
“But when was the last time he stood still long enough for us to tell?” Billy was getting agitated.
“Joe’s right. Human blood is hard to miss, he isn’t feeding on humans.” Ash spoke calmly. He understood what the newcomer was going through. The fact that he hated his new life didn’t help matters much.
“What are you up to…” Ash said to himself in a whisper.
“You want us to follow him?” Billy said, already heading for the door. “He has a head start but we can catch up.” Billy was fast, not as fast as Ash but faster than the other three.
“No, let him be. Tomorrow I’ll find out.”
“Changing the subject, how about we go into the heart of Florida and have a little fun. Its Saturday night, come on! Poison ivy can watch the house.” Joe’s excited voice lifted the gloomy mood in the room.
Billy bust out laughing, Ash however was confused by Joe’s last statement.
“Poison ivy?”
“Well you wouldn’t let us call her ice queen any more, or wi-bitch or Mrs. Devil, so we came up with poison ivy.”
“Oh no, don’t say we, say I.” Billy was wagging his finger at Joe.
“Her name is Sabrina,” Ash said firmly.
“Fine, Sabrina will watch the house. Let’s go.” Joe was out the door and in the car in a matter of seconds.
“Sabrina, we are going out,” Ash yelled from the bottom of the steps.
“I don’t care!” Sabrina yelled back.
“You know, I’ve always liked wi-bitch better,” Billy said as he walked out the door.