Jasmine eventually fell asleep with her head still on my chest. I could tell she would really miss her life without even reading her mind. I sighed as I drove on, knowing that my dad probably already had people out looking for me. A few hours later, we eventually crossed the border of Indiana and I drove on until we finally reached my decided stopping point, Columbus, Ohio. It would be much harder for anyone to track us down if we were among so many people without making a scene, which my dad wouldn’t want. Jasmine woke up as we pulled into the parking lot of a Holiday Inn, which was one of the nicer hotels. The sun was starting to get low in the sky, so I got us a room, toted everything upstairs, and then we went to get something to eat. We drove around until we stopped at a decent little restaurant. I, of course, had nothing, while Jasmine ordered a steak and salad. I watched her as she ate and asked her when she was done,

“How was it?” She smiled and said,

“Won’t you ever get tired of watching me eat?” I laughed and answered,

“No, I’m too busy thinking about you to worry about food.” She whispered back,

“What about blood? Where are you going to get it?”

“I brought some blood packs, but I’m not sure how long they’ll last me, but you don’t need to worry your pretty head about it,” I answered smiling as I took her hand in mine and kissed it.

“What about your dad? Do you think he’ll find us?” she asked curiously.

“I don’t know, but for now, we need to lay low, that’s why I brought cash instead of my credit card, he could trace us easily that way,” I said. I was starting to become worried that he might find us sooner then expected, but I didn’t want to worry Jasmine, so I put on a smile. I had a feeling that my dad had sent my brother after me. He was a vampire as well, but younger then me. He was turned when he was 12, therefore a lot stronger then me and more dead set in drinking human blood, like my father. My father had trained him to be a great vampire, even though he probably would never take the throne. For the next week or so, we kept on driving, stopping every night at a hotel. We eventually arrived at my permanent destination for us, New York City. My dad would have a lot more trouble finding us there, especially since over 30% of the vampire population lived there. We rented an apartment near Times Square that was really fancy, and Jasmine loved it. But one day, trouble struck. I was super thirsty one morning, so I drank all the blood I had left, unfortunately. Jasmine saw this, and knew something had to be done.

“Jordan, you can feed off of me from now on, so you won’t need the packs anymore,” Jasmine volunteered.

“No, Jasmine, I’m never going to inflict pain on you!” I shouted, frustrated and angry that she would even consider that. I survived for a whole another week until one fateful day. I was getting really weak, and Jasmine noticed. My eyes turned a black color, and I could barely move around the apartment anymore. What do you do when the one thing you need to live would make life unbearable? I thought to myself as Jasmine walked in the room.

“Oh, Jordan, you look worse, you’re dying, aren’t you?” she asked, but I didn’t respond. My eyes could only focus on her neck, where I could see her pulse and blood. I quickly shook it off, but couldn’t help but take quick glances at it every minute or so.

“Oh, Jordan, you have to do it, or you’ll die, and if you do, I could never live without you, and then your dad would come after me and kill me, anyways,” Jasmine said quickly, really worried now.

“NO I WON’T!!!” I shouted at her. She grabbed my shoulders and said,

“Look, you need my blood, so I’m willingly giving it to you.” Then I realized what must be done, but at least she was doing this willingly. I weakly went to the bathroom and grabbed some towels. She sat on the bed and waited as I spread them all around me as I sat back down on the bed. Then Jasmine crawled over to me and moved her hair behind her back. She closed her eyes and tilted up her chin, waiting for the pain.

“Jasmine, if it’s more comfortable to you, I’ll just use your wrist,” I said soothingly. She nodded and I grabbed her arm and placed it in front of me. I put both of my hands on each side of it, to hold it still. I sniffed up and down her arm, looking for a good spot, and then pulled back. I opened up my mouth and my fangs came out. I leaned forward and pierced her flawless skin with my fangs as she winced and began to cry in pain, her eyes still remaining closed.

I winced and started to cry in pain as Jordan’s fangs pierced my skin. I instantly regretted doing this, but then I remembered my love for Jordan and shrugged off the regret. I could feel myself losing blood, which made me feel really weak, so Jordan pulled me closer to him as he still sucked my blood. I buried my face in his shoulder, now not letting the tears of pain be held back any longer. All of a sudden, I could feel his fangs pull back out of my skin. I could feel Jordan wrapping my arm in a towel to help stop the bleeding and then hug me tight and whisper in my ear soothingly,

“It’s okay, Jasmine, rest now, it’s all over.”