I know what you mean.
I get this EVERY Night
Rap-tap-tap at the bloody window.
Who is it?
Bloody Bex!
She says ''Let me in"
I say to her. ''Bex it would never work out.''
She says ''Let Me In'' or I will implode lke a vampyr.
I say OK OK I ain't freakin Oskar.
She says ''I don't care, right now you hold my life in your hands''
Well wot are you supposed to say to that?
She says ''I need you Snapsie, now, like I've never needed anyone before.''
I say to her ''Well tough luck Bex. You chose him over me!''
She says ''Let me in. I need to feed.''
Her fanged teeth flash brilliantly in the moonlight.
I relent. I open up. I let her in.
I make her a mug of O'boy hot chocolate and watch her as she drains it down.
I feel guilt descend on me like a black cloud.
'Bex, forget Alex Skepp, what if Alex D were to find out?'
She looks at me with that withering look she has.
'Snapsie. You will always be a speshul person to me'
I guess I should take that as a compliment
She licks her lips.
Bex disappears into the cruel night air.
I sob into my pillow.
I can't wait for her to visit me again
