Bite Me

Never Go To A Club With Your Twin Sister At 1:30 AM

“Your sister sounds amusing.” A deep voice chuckles, making me stop in my tracks. “As much as I would want to hear more about your sister, I’m really hungry.”

My body relaxes. I turn around to face a guy with jet black hair that curls upward, brown eyes shining in amusement and a cocky smirk on his face. Dressed in jeans, a white t shirt, and a leather jacket, the guy is smoking hot.

“There’s a small diner right down the corner over there. Then there’s a Burger King ac couple blocks over…umm, what else? Oh! Chili’s! That’s right across the street.” I list on my fingers.

Confusion registers on his face for a second, then realization, then back to amusement again. “Funny. Your very funny.”

My eyebrows knit together. “I wasn’t trying to be funny.”

He chuckles, then another guy appears in a blink of an eye. This one, with dirt brown hair covering his forehead. His blue eyes are sparking in amusement too, and he’s probably an inch taller that the first dude. He’s wearing black pants with a white dress shirt and a tie.

“Did you guys come from a wedding or something?” I ask, pointing towards their outfits.

The dude with the blue eyes looks at the other guy. “Do we have to? I like this one. We could probably become friends. Let’s keep her.” He talks like I’m a pet.

The brown eyed guy glares at him. “I’m hungry. You can become friends after.”

I hold my hands up. “Hey, I told you were the restaurants are. I suggest the small diner, the Chili’s over here suck. I have to get home, my slutty sister ditched me at some club.”

The brown eyed guy starts laughing. “Dude, she’s too funny. Please?”

“I said no!” The other guy snaps, crossing his arms.

The brown eyed guy stops laughing. “Fine. Let’s get this over with.”

“Um, nice talking to you…” I turn around and start walking away, my heels clacking again.

The blue eyed guy appears in front of me, making me gasp and almost bump into him. “Whoa. Now that was cool.”

The guy smirks. “I know. Wanna see something cooler?” I frown but nod my head slowly. Faster than a speeding bullet the guy has me pinned up on a brick wall, his eyes looking at my neck.

“What the hell!” I shout, trying to squirm away from him but he holds me tightly.

Like he’s not even human.

“Stay still. You’ll be fine when I’m done.” He snaps, making me glare at him. He shows his teeth and I gasp.

There not teeth, there fangs.

“Stay still…” He says in a whisper, his teeth getting closer and closer to my neck.

What. The. Fuck.

“Get off! What is up with your teeth dude?” I shout, looking over at the brown eyed guy who’s kicking the dirt up with his shoes, totally ignoring what’s going on over here. “Hey! Hey you! With the brown eyes! Get him off me!”

He looks up with a smirk. “No can do honey buns.”

I feel a sharp pain on my neck, and I scream, but his hand covers my mouth. 

“Gmhph omfph!” I yell through his hand, but it comes out muffled.

He quickly pulls away, his fangs disappearing. I drop to my knees, sharp pain shooting up my neck. I throw my hand up to my neck, feeling something warm, and quickly pull it away to see blood.

Fricking blood.

“Oh my god, what the fuck did you do to my neck!” I scream at the top of my lungs. Why me? My sisters falt for ditching me and making me come down an ally way where two creepy sickos come and attack me with fangs, leaving my neck shooting with pain.

Then it clicked. Only one word registered in my mind: Vampire. But there not real. Just like mermaids and fairies. Not real. But then someone tell me why my neck has two holes in it and it’s bleeding?

“Help me! Help me!” I scream, only to have a hand on my mouth again.

“Shut up!” He hisses. “Your not gonna remember this.” Then, he snaps his fingers in front of my head, me glaring at him. His face scrunches up in confusion while he keeps snapping his fingers.

I pull his hand away from my mouth. “Stop that you sick bastard! My neck is bleeding! What did you do?” Tears are pouring down my face, my hands shaking.

“Hey, dude, why isn’t it working?” The brown eyed man is in front of me in seconds, examining me.

He shrugs. “I have no clue. Let me try.” He starts snapping his fingers in front of my face, along with the other man.

It would have been an amusing sight if they didn’t just sink their teeth into my neck!

“Stop that! This isn’t jazz music! What did you do?” I scream, trying to stand up but failing miserably. I go crashing back down to my knees, the world spinning around me.

Red warm blood trails down my clothing, leaving me dizzier than ever.

“What did you do?” The brown eyed guy says sharply.

“Me? It wasn’t me! Something’s not working!” The other guy defended himself.

“I-I’m so dizzy and tired.” I announce, making their gaze go snapping to me.

“No, no, no, no, no, no. Don’t go to sleep.” The blue eyed man pleas, but I shake my head, ignoring the pain flowing through out my body.

“Tired. Need sleep.”

“Stay awake!” The other guy says.

“I-I…n-need…” I collapse and darkness enters my vision.