Chapter 6:

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

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The air whirled around me as I was falling towards the ground. Time was in slow motion as I fell and my hair was whipping in front of my face. I could feel the adrenaline running through my veins as I turned myself to manage the impact of the fall. I landed on my feet lightly, I could have been a feather falling out of the sky. I stood up and looked around. No one had even noticed my presence, I pulled out my phone and dropped it on the ground. I crushed it under my foot and walked away blending in with the crowd.

Sam was right. Everyone would be in danger if they knew of my existence.

I made it to one of the abandoned buildings in a secluded area and walked around in the shadows. I found a window that was boarded up and out of sight from eavesdroppers. I grabbed ahold of the board and ripped it from the window. I punched the glass and it shattered with impact.

The sun was going to be up soon so I had to find shelter. I froze in place as I heard someone walking in the distance. I turned to look and it was a homeless man using a stick to guide himself back to his small shelter. I could smell the blood running through his veins and hear the steadiness of his heartbeat. I was walking to him slowly unable to control the urge for blood, I was only a few feet away from the man before I stopped. He was sitting in his large box and wrapped in a large amount of blankets. The walker he had used to help see where he was going was placed next to him.

Something in me was screaming to drink the blood from his neck and a small voice was telling me to go back to what I was doing. I started walking towards him again and my foot hit against a can causing it to make a large amount of noise. The man’s attention went into my direction and his white eyes caught my attention.

“Whose there,” he asked and I said nothing. Instead I kneeled down and grabbed him in my hands. I didn’t have a chance to think about my actions before my teeth were sunk into the main artery of his throat. He struggled at first but I clasped my hand over his mouth keeping him from screaming, soon he went still and I released. I pulled back from the homeless man and I could feel his blood running down my mouth.

He was looking directly at me and his eyes were no longer white. I hadn’t killed him and he gasped with disbelief. I stood and he followed me with his eyes.

“I’m not blind anymore,” he said more to himself and I could hear the thrill in his voice. The poor old man was filled with joy and astonishment. I was confused and I took a step back.

“I’m sorry,” I stammered.

“You must be an angel,” he said and I shook my head.

I hadn’t noticed the sun rising over the buildings until it had touched my skin. It burned worse than fire and my skin was bright red and blistering. I was frozen in place and I fell trying to out beat the sun’s rays. The homeless man had gotten up while I was distracted and thrown one of his blankets around me. The pain had stopped but I could feel the suns heat through the fabric. He helped me up and we walked in the direction that I had originated from.

“Where do you need to go,” he asked and I felt my body shaking.

“The abandoned building. I already broke the window,” I said and I felt us move again. This time we went in a direction that I wasn’t familiar with. I didn’t dare lift my only protection from the sun and he didn’t seem to be leading me to my death so I trusted him.

“I am going to go through the window and open the back door,” he said and I could hear his feet patter against the ground as he ran off. I waited for a little while under the blanket and I heard the door open. He helped me through and when I was inside with the door closed I dropped the blanket.

“Thank you,” I said to him and he shook his head.

“Don’t thank me, I will never be able to repay you for what you have done for me,” He said and I could see the sincerity in his eyes. I smiled softly.

“You saved my life so we can call it even, but you can’t tell anyone what happened. For your own safety,” I said sharply and he nodded without hesitation.

“No one would believe me anyways,” he said and I looked him over. He was probably in his fifties and he was shorter than me. He was super thin and looked as if he could use a shower. His eyes were deep blue now instead of solid white.

“Someone will be coming soon and you can’t be here,” I said and he nodded. He walked out of the building leaving me here alone to wander. I grew very tired and I walked around. That box that I was buried in sounded very nice right about now.

I walked to one of the closed doors and opened it. It was completely empty and I turned in annoyance. Sam was leaning against the wall wearing his black jacket and white shirt. Next to him was a large coffin and I yawned. I could see his silly half smile when I yawned. That mysterious look in his eyes had returned and something else was there as well. As I looked closely I could see and even smell the blood that had been splattered on the collar of his shirt.

“How was your first night,” he asked and I looked at him blankly.

“You’re not concerned that I had the entire police force on my ass last night,” I asked and you could hear the anger bubbling up inside me. 

“No, I knew it was going to happen.” He said and he stood up straight so that I could see him better. He didn’t look the same as I remembered. It was still Sam but his features were, perfect. His beautiful green eyes glowed like mine did and his face was absolutely stunning. His skin was flawless and it was just mesmerizing, but right now it didn’t bother me. I was pissed.

“And how in the hell did you know about that. You didn’t think it would have been a nice idea to tell me,” I snapped at him and this only seemed to humor him.

“Brent is the leader of an entire vampire organization. He created you and since you told him no he is furious. What do you think was going to happen? You knew if he couldn’t use you he wasn’t going to let someone else use you to crap on his plans.” He said and my anger subdued. He had a point.

“But you still didn’t think it would be a good idea to give me a heads up. I could have died,” I said in a sharp his and he chuckled.

“I wanted to see how the ‘Ultimate Vampire’ could hold up against some pressure, and you wouldn’t have died,” he said and I began to get furious again.

“They had guns aimed at me and you are going to say I wasn’t going to die,” he walked to me as I spoke and roughed up my hair when I was done.

“You didn’t die did you,” he said sarcastically and I huffed in fury.

“No because they missed me,” I said and his eyebrow rose.

“Really, why don’t you check again,” he said and walked back to the coffin. I looked down at my body and there was a small whole on the top half of my jeans. A bullet hole. I pulled down the rim of the jeans to examine and there wasn’t even a scratch.

I was shot!

 I looked back up at him and he was facing the opposite of me. Shock was on my face and he could tell I was staring because he spoke again. “See I told you, any normal vampire getting shot would have felt it. We wouldn’t have died, just very painful for a split second. When the man shot you it didn’t even break the skin,” he said and I was no longer angry.

“How do you know that it didn’t break skin,” I asked and he was still fixing the coffin for something.

“Because it would still be healing. You haven’t had enough blood in your system to heal as fast as we do yet. Even with the man’s blood from outside it wouldn’t have been enough,” he said and I choked up.

How did he know about the homeless man, how did he even know where to find me is the bigger question.

“How did you find me? I am miles from my house and I don’t have my phone anymore,” I said and he looked at me while he was squatting next to the very fancy coffin that had come from nowhere when he showed up.

“I created you, I will be able to find you no matter where you are and I could smell you all over that guy so I know you fed,” he said and I nodded.

“Something else happened that is really weird,” I added and he stood facing me.

“What’s that,” he asked with his expression curious.

“When I fed off of that man he was blind. When I was done he could see perfectly fine,” I said and he nodded with thinking hard about something.

“It must have to do with you being made into a different vampire,” he said but I could hear the doubt in his voice.

“What is it,” I asked and he lifted his gaze to me leaving whatever thoughts were bothering him.

“If you were meant to lead vampires then why would biting humans help them,” he said and I shrugged. I yawned again and this made him snicker. He motioned at the coffin with a sly smile.

“Don’t tell me you are burying me again,” I said and his expression stayed.

“No you sleep in it,” he said and I frowned.

“Why, beds are much nicer.” I said and he crossed his arms.

“Just get in or I can stick you back outside,” he said and I frowned.

“You wouldn’t,” his stare was hard and I caved. Something about him made it hard to stay stubborn and that really bothered me. I groaned and walked to it. “Where are you going to sleep,” I asked and I could hear the attitude and irritation in my voice.

“Right next to you,” he said and the smile returned. He yanked me against his body and had his lips to my ear. A lump formed in my chest as his breath ruffled small strands of my hair. “Unless that is a problem,” he hissed under his breath and if my heart was beating any longer it would have beat right out of my chest and landed across the room.

I shook my head and the words tumbled out of my mouth. “No, no, that would be alright,” I said and I he smiled. I nearly fell into the coffin and wondered how the hell this was going to fit both of us but as I laid down I realized that it was much bigger then it looked. It was also somehow more comfortable than any bed I had ever felt in my entire life.

He got down next to me and the top closed. I was laying on my side and he was on his back with his eyes close. I was really tired but restless. He pulled my body close to his and he wasn’t breathing. He didn’t need to breath but it was still something that was hard to get used to. He could feel my restless syndrome and opened his eyes looking at me. They literally glowed in the dark and I looked away quickly.

“Lay your head down and relax. I’m here and that means nothing is going to happen,” he said and his eyes were closed again. I placed my head on his chest.

“I’m not worried about that,” I said to him.

“Then what is it,” he asked and I shrugged.

“What makes you so confident that Brent won’t come messing with you,” I asked and he chuckled lightly.

“He is terrified of me and that buys us a little time but I didn’t mean he wouldn’t come poking. I know he will because he knows he’s powerful behind his army. He wouldn’t dare come alone and its daylight so vampires are out of the picture. Anyone else will have a hard time finding us.” He said and I nodded in understanding.

“But you said vampires that are older can go in sunlight like you, not that I’m worried. I am just curious,” I said again.

“Well yes and no. I am not immune to sunlight I can just tolerate it longer then nearly anyone. Most vampires can’t learn to tolerate it. It still burns me and if I’m in it to long it could kill me, but I never let it get to that point,” he said. “It’s easier to learn the older you are but like I said. It’s not for everyone,” he said and I yawned again. I finally grew tired enough to get through the restless stage and my eyes didn’t want to stay open. When I fell asleep it felt better then when I was a human. I went into my dreamless sleep.


I woke up alone and when I moved I heard the crumpling of a paper that was now underneath me. I reached under me and retrieved it. It was a folded piece of paper with my name on it. The handwriting was nice and looked very old fashioned. I opened the coffin lid and unfolded the paper.


I am sorry that I had to leave so abruptly. I brought you blood, it’s in the cooler next to you. I won’t be gone long. Don’t leave the building. There are vampires surrounding the place.


There was nothing else on the note and I pulled myself upright. The cooler was exactly where he said and I opened it. It was packed full to the top of blood bags. There must have been up to 7 bags and I started digging right in, draining them dry.

I rubbed the back of my hand across my mouth removing any stray blood and I finally got up out of the coffin. I was on my feet and I pocketed the note. I walked to the window I had smashed in to get inside. In the shadows of nearly every corner there was a vampire perched and watching the surroundings. I sighed under my breath and walked to the back door.

Best way to handle crap is the hard way.

When I opened the door a vampire turned to me and I smiled. He growled and was ready for attack. After he got a good look at me he stood up and laughed. I frowned in anger and when he was done laughing he was wiping his eyes as if he had tears in his eyes.

“Be scared of you,” he said in laughter. “What possible harm could you do,” he added and this infuriated me. The rage was welling up inside me and he stopped laughing so hard. I felt my hands shaking. “Your eyes,” he started to say and I used one hand and snapped his neck. I doubted it would kill him but it shut him up. He fell to the ground and I stepped over him.

I wonder what he meant about my eyes.

I walked to the road and that’s when the two I could see from the window approached me. I held my hand up to them and shook my head. “Don’t, I am not in the mood for shenanigans.” I said and they looked at each other with a smile.

“Well hey there little girl, we have been waiting for you to show your face,” they said in a hiss and I glared at them.

“Why so that you can drag me away somewhere scary,” I said in a childish voice and their smile deepen. I felt a little frightened but I didn’t dare show it. I was looking at both of them in the face when suddenly there was unbearable pain written all over it. I looked at them confused but when they dropped like logs it all made since. Behind them was Sam and his hands were covered in blood. He was holding a heart in each of his hands, his face was staring at me sternly and I swallowed hard.


Submitted: December 11, 2014

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