Unusual Kind

Chapter 5

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Chapter 5-A Killer

I woke up with a start. It wasn't enough that I had to face cold vampires while I was awake, I had to have awful nightmares of them attacking me too. I sighed aloud, knowing I wasn't going to be able to go back to sleep when the image of my own insides being torn out burned in my eyelids.

I pulled off the blankets. I got up from the black couch and stretched. I wondered what to do. Brandon was not out and about, so I has at least a bit of freedom for a bit longer.

I walked into the kitchen and managed to find a clock. It was too early for a vampire to be going out and about, unless they didn't mind getting fried a bit.

I really wanted to go back to my apartment to get some of my clothing and stuff. I was sure I could get all my stuff before Brandon woke up. I only had the same clothes from yesterday, a short sleeve shirt and my jeans. The jeans would work, but I needed something to cover my arms. I did not want to have third degree burns.

I walked over to the closet in the living room, and I managed to find a black jacket. It didn't have a hood, so I had nothing to cover my head. In the corner of the closet, I noticed an umbrella. I hesitated. If I took it, my face wouldn't get burned. People would find it a bit strange though. I was more concerned with getting away alive from the sun then looking pretty, so I took it.

I got out of the apartment quickly creating as much room as possible between me and the monster.

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I nearly jumped with joy when I arrived at my apartment. It felt great to be home. My apartment was quiet a bit more homey than Brandon's. Each room was painted a different shade of yellow, orange, or pink. The rugged areas had a tannish carpet. The small kitchen and bathroom had a gray tile. All my furniture was pretty much white unlike all of Brandon's black furniture. I grabbed a suitcase from the closet in my room, and I began packing everything I thought I might need for now. I could come back another day and get more.

I ended up with a suitcase of clothes and one book. I quickly rustled around in my closet to find something I could wear, so I wouldn't have to carry around an umbrella anymore. I managed to find a hoodie. Then I found my black silky gloves I wear constantly, and I put them on. Being a vampire certainly limits the variety in the wardrobe. I placed Brandon's stuff in my bag which I would have rather burned. I put my hood up, and I walked out of my apartment. I walked outside, keeping my head low to avoid being burnt.

There was tons of people out, and the smell of them made my throat burn. I should have eaten before I left Brandon's apartment. I didn't have blood in my apartment currently. I didn't like having any reminders of the kind of monster I was, so I usually only put a few bags in the fridge every week. I usually starved myself until I thought I might be rabid enough to attack someone. I had used my last bag recently.

This had been a bad time time to come out. People were all off shuffling to work or going places. I should have planned this a bit better. I thought about going back to the apartment and waiting until there was less people out and about, but I knew Brandon would be livid, if he wasn't already livid now. He had probably noticed I was gone.

I was too busy thinking about the way Brandon would tear out my intestines like in my dream that I failed to react quick enough to the prevent a man from stealing my suitcase. He completely brushed past me, and he yanked the suitcase from my hand. I let go more out of surprise than weakness.

Then he began running off, and I immediately followed him. I had no choice. I needed my stuff. This was certainly not my week.

I pushed some people out of my way. I could still see him. I held my hood on my head with one hand. I worried it would fall off during the chase, and I would end up burning.