The Last Vampire on Earth ?? | OC x Lestat | Interview with the Vampire

I had just expected him to leave me when we got back to my apartment. I wasn't going to be sad about it but that was what I was expecting.

Lestat's personality, back in those days, was confusing. Some days he wouldn't speak to me and others, like this one, he would want to stay with me for hours.

To other people it may have been exhausting, but not to me. Maybe it was because I was willing to take whichever Lestat I got or maybe it was because I loved him more then I let on, but the days when he would not leave me- both of us inside of my safe bubble... it felt right- it felt complete

He placed me onto my bed so lightly that night, almost as if I was made of glass.

I felt the bed dip as he climbed in beside me.

He didn't put the covers on us as i sat sweating and shaking.

Without warning he pulled me into his chest. I had imagined him feeling cold, almost as if sitting next to an ice cube, but he wasn't. Yes he was colder then average, with his veins no longer pumping blood the way a humans would, but he was... comfy. I didn't want to pull away.

I remember shivering as he stroke my head. Occasionally i was sure i could feel him delicately plaiting it and then pushing his fingers through it to detangle his creation.

We didn't say anything for a while as we just existed.

"I'm sorry" He whispered and i almost didn't catch it

I kept my eyes closed as i answered, unbothered to take the effort to open them

"What for?" I muttered back

"For convincing you to attend, i should have realised the risk-"

I smiled with my eyes closed as he continued.

"I never should have-" He stopped talking as he saw the smile on my lips.

He delicately turned my chin to face him as I fluttered my eyes open to gaze into his.

"Et maintenant, pourquoi souris-tu ? Tu aurais pu-" He started

(Now why are you smiling? You could have-)

"You are a better actor than i could ever wish to be. Of course-" I took a shaky breath and wet my lips "Of course i already assumed you were talented." I chuckled "I'm glad i went"

I turned my head away from Lestats face as i sunk further into the bedsheets against him.

After a minute he goes back to soothingly playing with my hair and i am still not sure, to this day, if he was doing it on purpose.

It's quiet for a moment as horses hooves are heard outside. I assumed that Lestat had opened the window in my apartment before he joined me in bed. The rhythmic sound of their hooves on the cobblestones oddly soothed me.

"You said that you used to act?" He asked, i assumed to distract me from my fever

"Oui. Those were some of my favourite memories, but that is all they are now... memories" I sighed

"Tell me about it... if you will" Lestat whispered in my ear. The feeling made me shiver more.

"I was born in Paris, however i moved to New York aged 11. I wanted to make friends that summer and so i joined the local theatre group. I was there for... i was there for-" I was sent into a coughing fit and Lestat looked at me in concern before I continued "for.. for 4 years before i started booking jobs on the stage. I acted in so many theatre productions... i was the happiest i had ever been." I breathed "However" I continued "my condition... it grew harder and harder to be on the stage. By the time i was 26 i had moved up the ladder of performers, i was being given lead parts and they were taxing. I kept missing rehearsals and so i didn't know my lines, i kept falling and messing up scenes- of course non of it was my fault." I shook my head as a shiver slithered its way up my spine "They kicked me out when i was 27. A year later I decided i had had enough in New York and i moved back to Paris- my home." I smiled