Maybe it was the sinking feeling he already felt in his stomach, or maybe it was the bile rising in his throat... But Aries wanted to leave. He stared down at the book in his lap as he continued trying to push away the memory that was brewing... It was scary, scary... He knew it was, and his grey eyes were already beginning to show the welling panic. He had drunk blood from someone, the vampire that turned him... Why had he not remembered that? Why couldn't he remember the vampire that turned him? Why was he not with them now? Who were they? Why did they turn him? Of course, he knew all those answers... He just desperately wanted to pretend he didn't.<br/><br/>He flinched slightly when Luca spoke, keeping his eyes down on his book as the human approached him. Scary... It was scary... He didn't want to know anymore, he didn't want to learn more, he wanted to leave this place. But he couldn't say it, his chest felt like it was filled with stone and his throat felt clogged... He couldn't breathe, it was scary... Scary, scary, scary... Why? Why was Luca still so close to him? Why wasn't the human leaving? Ah, right... Because Luca was kind to him, just like he had been... They had both always been so kind to Aries... And now he'd have to say goodbye again.<br/><br/>It came crashing down with that single thought, his hands dropping the book he held as they went to his hood and pulled it lower over his face while his lean form shuddered. He shook his head slowly, grey eyes panicked just as they had been when he drank from Luca, but... But this time he didn't want this agony to be quelled by someone, he knew he should suffer for what he did, for what he was... He needed to suffer, it wasn't fair that he was alive! It wasn't fair that Luca was so kind to him... He was just a monster. "I don't want it!" He finally yelled, jumping to his feet as he looked to Luca slightly crazed... He didn't want help, not from Luca, not from someone so nice... He'd wind up killing him, he knew it.<br/><br/>Aries didn't bother saying anything further as he rushed past Luca and soon was running down the stairs and out onto the streets. Why was breathing so hard? Why did it feel so cold? What had he been running from the first time? Or running to? He didn't want to remember, the kind words as he drank from him blending together, their faces, voices, the soft way they comforted him... As he ran he found himself in the same delusioned state of his dreams, unable to tell the past from the present, unable to assure himself that Luca's fate didn't have to be the same as the one from so long ago... But he couldn't believe that, not as he felt like the creature inside him was crawling up and ripping at him... No, he needed to get far, far away from Luca... He couldn't bear hurting him again... He wanted to be friends with Luca, he wanted to stay with him forever... But he knew his "forever" should end as soon as possible. He was just a monster, and the worst kind... So he ran as he tried to find any way to end this.