Black Rose

One morning Chris woke up to find a black rose on the dessert next to him. Scared to death, he sat up vertically in bed. It couldn't be!
Last night he had a very strange dream. He dreamed he was a vampire and caused horror in his city.
Such a flower can also exist in this dream and that worried him something. He didn't know whether he was already awake or still asleep, but since it was already bright day he had to be awake. But then how the hell did that rose get on his table?
He pulled the covers off his feet and cried out. his legs were full of dirt and dirt. How was that possible, had he now gone sleepwalking?
A week ago he met an old gypsy at the market who offered him a wish to fulfill.
Since he didn't believe in such hocus-pocus, he wished for fun that she should make him immortal. Now he looked again at the rose and then again at his dirty legs.Somehow he got a strange feeling in his stomach and started to change his mind about the old one.

Shivering, he got up and first took a shower. At all costs he wanted to get rid of the dirt. when he looked down at himself he noticed that he had lots of blood stains on his pajamas. In a panic, he tore his clothes from his body and ran into the shower.
When the warm water washed away all the dirt, he somehow felt better.
Chris turned off the water and put on fresh clothes. The old ones ended up in the trash along with the rose. He tried to suppress the dream and went to breakfast.
Then he matures his best friend Leon to meet him for the afternoon in the swimming pool. The rest of the morning he drove away with television and various other things.

When Leon got to him around twelve, they drove off. It was a nice warm July day and the sun was shining strongly from the sky when they got to the bathroom. They looked for a free place for their things and decided to lie down a little first.After a relatively short time, Chris noticed that he somehow didn't get that at all today, his skin got uncomfortable burning and red spots formed on it.
"What's that supposed to mean now?" He asked himself when he noticed it.
Immediately he had to think about the strange dream he had and he decided to go home first to rest.
Leon had some objections but he also saw that Chris was not doing really well.

As soon as he got home he lay down and fell asleep. It was a very restless sleep that he fell into because the same dream haunted him again and again.

* He wandered through the streets of his city and everywhere he looked he saw contorted faces in the windows of the shops and black roses could be seen everywhere. he turned a corner to a side street when out of nowhere a dark shape came towards him and all he could see of it were the pointed white teeth of the creature. It came up to him, it had almost reached him.he wanted to run away but he couldn't move in the slightest. it was as if something was holding him tight and he couldn't scream either because his throat was constricted. The being was only a few inches away from him. *

With a hoarse cry, Chris awoke from the dream. Breathing heavily, he sat up in bed and looked around the room. somehow he had the feeling that he wasn't alone in here anymore. his gaze wandered independently to the bedside table and his fears were confirmed. there was another rose on top of him.
Strangely enough, it didn't seem to bother him very much that she was there and his body, weakened by the sun, also seemed to have recovered well. There was no more redness to be seen. It was already getting dark outside and a wave of power went through his body like he had never felt it before. He felt like he was reborn when the night finally fell.
Involuntarily he had to smile when he noticed that he could no longer recognize himself in his mirror.So the old woman could do magic after all, but that's not how he had imagined immortality to be. The witch had turned him into a vampire, a being of the night without which he could have done anything about it. In the meantime he didn't care what he was or what he wasn't! His mind and conscience were numb and a new feeling spread inside him.
The feeling of hunger!
He took one last look at the old photos of his past before he disappeared like a shadow into the night that devoured him immediately.
All that remained was a rose-black as the night!

That was it! I hope I didn't write too much nonsense and you liked it.

Tala
(Comments welcome. Just tell me what I should improve.)