blood sucking Raven(his sweet beth's blood)

the night

I had not eaten in weeks, well not human blood, the sheep's form the next town over weren't enough to fill my taste of blood. I needed to kill fast, i looked around for new blood i spotted a blond hair girl mid 20's a tattoo on the left side of her neck "love" it said...."mm ill show her love".I swooped down lifter her up, a quick yell came from her but it ended fast as i dug my teeth into her neck. O as the warmth of her blood entered my body the sensation of human blood throw my lungs. I latched my head back and let out a yell, my taste wasn't quite done i need a mother blood,

"gasp,,,what are!?", i panicked how is she not dead i let go of her body it tumbled down (crack) from that sound i knew she was gone. a group of near by people crowed around her.

I went off for one more kill. A elderly mother i went for, my feet were planted on the ground, i took a step closer to her, she turned and faced me

"you look so much like your father and i see you share his taste too...Raven if i remember correctly. yes.. yes.. your father used to share stories of naming his new born son a pure blood raven...come, come sit, lets chat then you can feed off of me" her voice was shaky sweet old lady a purple scarf around her neck, and a blue night gown. How did she know father, he hardly spoke of anyone here in town, well at least the people he feed off from

"come Raven tell me about your father, is he good? did he leave that hag of his wife?...o excuse me of my launguage" i looked into her eyes and let out a laugh"no no mother still around and still bitter..but father is fine with it [bitterness] hes doing good, very good'. i need to know how she new father "if you don't mind me asking Ms., how do you know my father?

"..."Dexter-your father, was around your age when he came to kill me. i've had been hearing stories of vampires ever since i was a small girl, i told your father he could only drink from me not kill me. He understood and took what he needed'. she was shivering, it was a cold night i assumed, i took off my jacket and handed it to her.

"oh..thank you!, you share your father kindness too. your father came back to me when he wanted to feed. He stop coming around the time you where born, if i recall". she used my jacket as a blanked and cuddled into it

"father used to tell me stories when i was much younger of a woman he shared his most precious secrets with". i sat back to make myself more comfortable, i never would of thought father stories were about this woman.

" Ha! yes, Dexter and I, shared alot in the past, but i am glad he settled down with his family", i felt her blood turning cold it was getting to me, i needed this poor old woman's blood.

"Ha! your impatient just like your father, i can see it in your eyes!" she lifted my jacket off of her. i saw her hands were pale and wrinkled ,she pushed her hair back and lean her head to the side and gently closed her eyes.

"come on boy it wont hurt me". I was gentle on her as i drank slowly. she patted me on my back when she couldn't take it no more. I retracted my fangs back". Thank you Ms, your very kind. i will tell father you said hello" she picked up my jacket and handed it to me"your welcome Raven come by anytime you need to speak to someone, she stood up and walked back into her house.

I also headed back home. i didnt want to tell father about this night. i need time to break it down and try to find out on my own what is happening to me.