Do you believe in Vampires?
It was late, three in the morning, and I wasn’t home. No instead I was sitting in the cold, outside of the club my friends had dragged me out to for my twenty-first birthday, alone and cold and drunk like there was no tomorrow. I don’t even remember how I got here, or why I was alone. I just knew that I had been dancing and dancing in the middle of the dance floor when A guy had come to me. From there I don’t remember. I just remember the guy’s deep blue eyes that I lost my soul too.
I was sobering up now though. My butt under my tight black skirt was bare, and I know I put underwear on. I frowned lightly as I looked down at myself. I wore the black skirt with a long sleeved dark green sweater that clung to my form and knee high black boots to go with it all. I looked good, I knew I did, with my red hair and my bright green eyes.
But this all confused me, I mean, didn’t clubs normally close at one in the morning? What have I been doing for two hours? Sighing, I walked from the club; glad that it was only a few blocks from my apartment. I lived in the middle of our Downtown area, and so I was always only a few blocks from anything. I liked it. I wasn’t the richest person around the block but then again, I was pretty rich. So I lived a rich apartment building, with a doorman.
Once I got there, the night doorman took one look at me and shook his, speaking to me. “Long night, Miss. Andrea? You are coming in pretty late.” He said this while opening the door.
“Yes, too late.” I replied with a tired smile. “I am going right to bed. I am sore, need to take a pain pill.” I yawned as I walked through the door and waved to him as I walked towards the elevator. I pressed the button to summon it, and waited for a minute before the door opened and I stepped in. There was a guy in it though, He was tall with blonde curly hair that was cut just long enough to show the curls and dark blue eyes. He was wearing a black leather jacket that was the newest style. Under it was a blue silk button up shirt and a pair of high end black dress pants completed the look.
As I looked at him, he offered a sexy smile that made my heart speed up and my body go warm in all kinds of ways. “Hello.” He said while looking into my eyes; I knew those blue eyes, but from where? I couldn’t remember and didn’t want to right now. I smiled back at him.
“Hello.” I said while turning to look at the buttons and pressing the one for my floor. Suddenly his fingertips touched my hair, and heat went through me more. I looked at him from over my shoulder; he was closer to me, so close I could feel his body brush against my arm. I wanted to say something, but it got stick in my throat from the look in his eyes.
“Sorry, You had something in your hair.” He said, his minty smelling breath brushing over my face. I nodded, trying to think. “I didn’t think I would see you again after dancing with you tonight.”
“W-we danced tonight?” I asked, as everything seemed to center on him. My whole world was shifting and opening to him and making me unable to understand, but I wanted to kiss him, and that was the only thing I could think about. His lips on mine, I wanted it so bad, my lips were burning. “Sorry, I must have had to much to drink earlier, I really don’t remember.”
“Yes we did.” He said as he leaned forward, getting more in my space, until his scent was all around me; Warm spices. “Yes, that could be why.” He mutter, his lips brushing against mine, as he spoke. Then Suddenly his lips were on mine, bruising and claiming. I must have blacked out, I don’t remember anything else, but that soul burning kiss.
Just before I blacked out I could have sworn I heard. “I want you to be mine.”
Mine… The thought drifted in and out through the haze of my mind, until suddenly it was clear. However confusion set in as I realized with wasn’t my bed. It was too soft, too plush, covered in silk that slide smoothly and teasingly over my flesh. I realized I was naked, very naked. My neck on the left side was sore, and throbbing. I couldn’t think about any of this, my mind jumped to the next thing without a pause. Something in the room smelled good. Warm, fresh and spicy, making my mouth water and my teeth ache to tear into the source.
This should be a bad thought, but I couldn’t help it as I opened my eyes. The darkness of the room didn’t bother me, I somehow could see the guy with the spiky brown hair and brown eyes holding a tray of food. Fruits and fresh breads, and cheese, the smells filled the air. I got up from the bed, not caring about the nakedness as I walked to him.
I smiled to the guy, who smiled back a bit. I reach forward, the smell was clouding my mind, Grabbing his arm. He seemed suddenly startled as I knocked the tray from his hand; sending the food everywhere. My arm jerked him towards me, not thinking I opened my mouth and bit… right on his windpipe. Hot, fresh, spicy, yummy, blood pulsed into my hungry mouth.
It wasn’t until I dropped the now dead guy onto the floor that I realized what I had just done. And the raw emotion over killing swept through me, burning my eyes and causing panic to hit my chest. Suddenly I was on the floor sobbing, with gasping hiccupping ways, something wet covering my cheeks, I left a hand and wiped, pulling it back and looking at the wetness on my fingers. Blood… I was crying blood. I stared at it, still crying about the death; but now the fear of what I suddenly was swept away by was over coming it. I looked at a mirror nearby.
There; sitting on the floor, with her legs tucked under her was a naked girl with the palest skin I have ever seen… almost the color of snow. And one the skin around her mouth and trailing from eery bright green eyes was bright red wet stuff, my brain barely able to think the word; blood. It was on her hands as well and her hair was everywhere around her falling to her small waist, in flowing curls. She looked like a goddess of some kind. Then seconds later my brain grasped the fact that this was me. I was changed into a monster.
It was an hour later when the door opened to show the same guy from the night before. He was dressed in a simply button up white dress shirt and and pair of black dress pants. His feet were bare and his eyes seemed to be glowing with some kind of light. He was breath taking with out a doubt, but she was trying to look pass that when he walked up to her with purpose. He reached out and wrapped strong fingers around her upper arm.
Then He jerked her into his body and claimed her lips with his own in a Passionate kiss that left her dizzy, hot and wanting more. It wasn't until she looked at his mouth and saw two white fangs peeking out from under his lips that she realized how she got the way she was. She found her voice with a cry. "You- your a Vampire!"
"So are you." He said in a warm voice that sent shivers down her back. "And I am not a vampire." He said with amusement in his voice. "I am the Vampire King." He stated as is she should know that.
I frowned and shook my head. "What does that mean for me?" I asked, and in turn got a chuckle from him as he leaned forward, his lips brushing my ear.
"You are mine, and no one elses." He spoke into my ear, causing heat to rush through me and then before I could think to step away he sank his fangs into the side of my neck, draining me.
