Have You Ever Had One Of Those Days?
Published by Penny Slone at Smashwords
Copyright 2011 Penny Slone
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Chapter 1
Have you ever had one of those days that seem to drag on forever? That was today for me. Class had been a boring lecture that lasted over two hours this morning. Besides, who cares how ancient Greeks discovered medicine. I just wanted to finish up my degree and get a job. I’m not asking to be the next Dr. Phil or anything. I just want to be a regular therapist working in a regular office. The university was making all of us students work in the free clinic, helping low income families and the homeless. Since I was getting a degree in psychology I got the pleasure of seeing all the crazies. Don’t get me wrong, I am not some heartless bitch.
I feel bad for the people who have lost there homes and families due to mental health issues. The government seems to think that ignoring them will make them better. I suppose out of sight is out of mind for them. Now though I see a lot of young kids who should not have mental health problems. They have fried there brains with drugs. A boy came in last week, he was only about 18. He had been doing crank and meth for years now he was a complete psychopath. One minute he was kind and shy the next he was screaming at imaginary bugs or something crawling up his skin. It was sad but what could I do. He refused to stop the drugs and I cannot write prescriptions for anything to help him. So all I can do is pass him along by referring him to a treatment center. Even then it is his choice; no one can force him till he hurts someone else.
I saw a lot of hookers too. Young girls hooked on crack cocaine depending on a pimp to support them. They would give all there money to them as long as the guy kept them high so they could turn tricks. The police would bring the young ones here after they got beat up by either there pimp or trick. Again I could not help them. They did not want help just more dope. I spent the better part of each of my shifts explaining I did not have a medical license and there for I could not write them prescriptions. Some would beg or cry thinking that I would soften and give them a free high. Others though would demand Xanax or pain killers; threatening me as if that would get them what they wanted. Ever so often someone would try befriending me in hopes of getting a script.
Now I sat here in this tiny little office trying not to fall asleep. I had been on call here for the past seven hours seeing my usual mixture of people. Tonight I would not get off till nine; after the patients left I had to do files so really I might make it home by eleven. Almost everyone had gone home already so I took the quiet time to study for a test. If I was lucky no one would need me the rest of my shift.
I was not that lucky though. A loud knock came on my door. Looking up I saw Mathew a class mate of mine. After motioning on in I noticed he carried a yellow folder with a name scribbled across the top. He was holding it up as he spoke.
“Don’t kill me Carrie, but I have a real nut job for you.”
I rolled my eyes at him as I sighed. “You know you can’t call them that!”
“I know but she’s really out there.”
“What’s wrong with her… another prostitute?” I stood taken the file he held.
“I don’t know, but she looks high.”
“Bring her back, what did the doctor say?”
“He left already. I’m heading out to but Franks still out front if you need him.” He turned and left the room.
Frank was a retired police man who guarded us from the patients. Mostly he just sat out front asleep though. I guess I would be seeing this girl before starting my filing. Looking at the take in sheet Mathew gave me; her name was Ariel and she had left the age blank. Sitting back down I prepared myself to see her.
In walked a very pale woman, she looked maybe twenty or so. Her hair was straight and the color of copper hanging almost to her waist. She was beautiful with a slim figure and long legs. Her clothes looked expensive as well. Having her in the room made me self conscious of my own looks. My depressing brown hair knotted in a bun and my Wal-Mart dress pants and button up shirt was not exactly high fashion. She was probably a prostitute though and had screwed some man for the money to buy those things. Pushing my glasses up my nose in what technically would be a nervous tick I smiled at her.
“Have a seat Ariel.”
“Thank you.” Gracefully she sat in the cheap office chair.
“What seems to be the problem tonight?” I tried my best to act professionally even though she made me feel uneasy.
“I have an addiction.”
“Okay we can talk over your options here but I can not write any drugs for you. Okay? You do understand this?” While thinking how much of my life I spent saying those exact words.
“You cannot write a prescription for what I crave.” She spoke quietly.
She did not look like a crack head but I asked anyway. “our you using crack cocaine?”
“No.”
“Okay, is it meth or something else?”
“It is not a drug that I am addicted to.”
I misjudged her she was not a user, so what was she addicted to. “You are addicted to sex then?” I tried to sound concerned.
“No.” she seemed agitated and fidgeted in her seat slightly.
“You came to me for help. So let me help you. Okay?” Maybe she had a food addiction. She looked like a model and they often had eating disorders.
“I need it. I want it. I crave it.”
“Okay, when did this start?”
“When I was nineteen; that was the first time I wanted it. Richard gave it to me and I was hooked.”
She confused me then. It was as if she was talking about a drug but she claimed it was not drugs. So I prodded farther into her situation.
“You were hooked after the first use?”
Her eyes seemed to change from there brown color to shimmering amber ones. It was late and my mind was playing tricks on me now.
“Yes, I need it to live.”
“That is all in you mind. You may have a chemical dependency but you can live without using Ariel.”
Her eyes flickered again and she stood quickly. “I want help! I came to you for help Carrie.”
How did she know my first name? We all go by last names here and that’s what my name plate said, Miss Winters. Steadying my own voice I spoke.
“Ariel we can help you get proper treatment but we need to discuss what is wrong first.”
This only seemed to fuel her anger. She let out a screech of a sound and turned away from me. It startled me a little as she continued to moan before falling to the floor. I came around the desk and knelt beside her slumped body.
“I can help Ariel. We will get you in a rehab and…”
She cut me off by saying. “Do they have fucking rehabs for this!”
She turned towards me quickly. Her eyes were almost glowing and her pretty features were distorted. Opening her mouth she snarled at me brandishing fangs. Not cute little fake ones that every teenager has now; but long sharp one that grew out as she snarled. My heart raced in my chest as I back away. The room was small though and I quickly crashed into the wall and slumped to the floor my self. Panic set in as my breathing grew rapid. I was a rational person this is not happening. My mind is simply playing tricks on me, that is all. I tried to rationalize this but it did not work.
Her groaning turned into a growl as she crawled across the floor. No longer was she graceful but rather jerky in her movements. On all fours she covered the short distances. Her hair hung around her shoulders framing her face almost dragging the floor. I closed my eyes hoping she would vanish like a figment of my mind. Then her hands moved up my legs in an almost seductive motion; over my knees then spreading my thighs as she crawled on top of me. I tried to produce a scream but she placed a finger over my mouth.
“Shh…Your screams only make me want you more.”
Wide eyed I starred at her face which now was only inches from mine.
“You don’t know how much I crave you Carrie.”
I stumbled with words. “I…I...”
“Shh... I can hear your heart beating. It is calling me. You would taste so sweet.” Her finger trailed up my neck stopping on my jugular. In a swift motion she dug her finger nail into my skin. I stifled a cry. Bending her head to my neck she spoke again.
“I want to stop this but I can’t.” Her breathe was icy on my flesh. “You just don’t understand how it feels. I can hear all of your thoughts. Your fears drive me almost as much as the sound of your heart. The blood is divine too.” She ran her tongue up my neck as she licked the trickling blood away.
In that moment I silently prayed to God to save me from this demon. Clearly she was going to drink me dry and leave me lifeless. As if she heard my thoughts she sat back a little. Still she straddled my body sitting on her own knees. Our chest almost touched she was so appealing. I was not into women but she made me want her in some other way. Then she laughed out loud.
“See Carrie what I can do to you. In one thought you have prayed to your god to save you and wished for me to take you.” Her laughter was wicked almost a cackle. Grabbing my shirt she pulled me up close, my heart raced again. In one smooth motion she bites into my neck. The blood oozed down my neck as she slowly drained the life out of me.
Chapter 2
My head pounded as the alarm clock went off. Damn what a nightmare I had. I crawled up from my tiny bed. Being a student did exactly give you tons of money to throw around. I had found this quiet little one bedroom apartment this past semester. It was a few blocks from school but just around the corner from the clinic. Since I spent most of my time there already it made sense. The rent was low and a nice friendly couple owned a deli down stairs that sold killer sandwiches. Just thinking about them made my mouth water.
Glancing out my one and only window in the living room I noticed it was still dark out. What was going on? I turned back to my room and the clock read a few minutes past eight but it was P.M not A.M. What? I have over slept before but not by twelve hours. Still not believing the time I flipped open my lap top, my clock was right. Damn, I had missed a lecture at noon and I was supposed to turn in a paper by the morning for another class. My night would now be spent typing up my paper instead of going out. Fur Ball walked in and hissed at me.
“What’s a matter boy? Are you mad I wasn’t up to feed you?” I reach for him but he hissed again and darted out of the room. Stupid cat! He can just go hungry for all I care but I was starving. I poured a bowl of cereal and pulled the jug of milk out of the fridge. After letting my shredded wheat soak in the milk for a few minutes I scooped a big bite and shoved it in my mouth; almost instantly spitting it back into the bowl. Ewe it was nasty, I must have bought sour milk because I just bought it yesterday morning. I eyed the jug for a date but it was still good. My day was so very crappy why not add spoiled milk to the list. After considering the situation I decided to shower and change so I could grab a sandwich from the deli. Maybe a cold shower would wake me up, I still felt so tired.
It didn’t seem to help though. I pulled on my favorite jeans and a hoodie. It was chilly in my apartment the furnace must be broken. Mentally I made note to tell the landlord about that. Stopping by the dresser I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My hair seemed a little shiner as I pulled it up in a ponytail; must be that new shampoo working. My eyes however looked so hollow and sunken in. I was working too much but I just had another semester to push through for my degree. Besides what did I care I didn’t have or want a boyfriend right now.
Leaving the apartment I noticed a small boy standing in the street. He was about seven or eight playing with a ball. To young to be out this late it was going on ten.
“Hey! Get out of the street before you get run over!” I called to him from the sidewalk. He turned toward me giving a grin. “Do you want to get yourself killed?”
Stopping the ball as it bounced up he cocked his head to the side. “They are watching you Carrie.”
“What are you talking about?” Now I was confused and he still didn’t move. Someone laughed behind me. I turned quickly but know one was there. Turning back to the street the boy was gone too. That was just plain eerie so I hurried on my way.
The door bell jingled as I walked in to the deli. A few people still lingered in the small shop eating and drinking coffee. A worker stood behind the counter humming a song as he sliced meat on a machine. The lights seemed so bright and caused my head to ache. Stepping up to the counter I ordered a sub to go and a large coffee to keep me awake.
While I waited the door jingled again. My head turned to the noise; it was a group of boys about my age. They wore probably college students that had just left a party. All three of them looked sexy but almost like clones. They all wore jeans and leather coats. Each one had their dark hair trimmed short and styled perfectly. As they came closer I noticed the one in the back smiling and then he whispered in the other ear. Feeling awkward I turned back to the counter.
The worker stood there humming his song still. His hand moving to the different bins building my sandwich. I gave him a weak smile as he finished and brought it up front. As I dug in my pocket for some cash he spoke.
“Do you think you can hide from them Carrie?”
“What?” My head jerked around to meet his gaze.
“Do you need a creamer for your coffee?”
“What did you say before?”
“I asked if you needed a creamer. Do you?”
I shook my head no and dropped the money in his hand. Was I hearing things as well? The boys blocked my path so I tried to excuse myself politely. The two in the front stepped aside but the one in the back held his ground. I tried to walk past him but his eyes caught mine. They were a vibrant green and stared back into mine. Our shoulders brushed and suddenly images flooded my mind. His hands sliding up my back pulling me to him as our naked flesh met. His lips crushing mine as I ached for him. As suddenly as they began they ended. I blushed in embarrassment as I continued to walk.
Closing my door I slide to the floor in exhaustion. What was wrong with me? Was I losing my mind one person at a time? I could go see a doctor in the morning. Maybe I had had some kind of mental break down from all the stress. No I just needed some rest. Standing I opened the bag but it spelled disgusting. After throwing it down on the counter I went back to bed.
I woke up that next morning with what felt like a hang over. Cringing to the bright light coming in the living room window I slipped on my shoes and headed to the clinic.
“You don’t look so good Miss Winters.” Frank called to me as I passed his desk.
“Yeah I’m coming down with something.”
I walked to the back where the doctor would be. Only I found Mathew sitting at a desk going over files. He cocked his head to the side when I approached.
“I thought you were off till this weekend?”
“I am. I just need to see the doc for a minute. I think I’m coming down with the flu.”
“Oh yeah you do look like crap.”
“Thanks.” I sarcastically called back.
“Could you sign off on that girl from the other night though before you leave?”
“What girl?”
He picked up a folder, “uh, Ariel is all she has down for a name.”
That was a dream. She was a dream. Wasn’t she? That was all just some screwed up dream right? Any of the great psychologist would say it was a figment of my over worked mind; A delusion. I impulsively touched my neck as my heart raced on.
Chapter 3
My mind was playing tricks on me. Or was Mathew playing a trick on me? Okay, now I am just being a paranoid delusional. Think rationally, there are no such things as vampires! I blankly stared back at him.
“Carrie… earth to Carrie.”
“Huh?”
“You alright?”
“No I am not I have to go now.” I turned to leave but he stopped me by pulling on my arm.
“Hey, at least let the doctor see you first.”
I simply nodded yes because my ability to speak seemed to have stopped. I was crazy, losing my mind. He led me to a small examining room and sits me down on an examination table. The doctor, a guy in his early thirties came in. He looked clean cut but we all knew he was court ordered to volunteer because he got a D.U.I. a few months ago. Maybe he had a bottle on him now, because I sure could use a drink.
“Miss Winters what is going on with you today?” he looked down at me.
“I don’t feel so good.” I struggled not to scream, ‘because I had a vampire in the office and I think she bit me!’ He would have me locked up in the nut house in a second. Hell that’s what I would do if someone came to me saying that. He listened to my heartbeat then took my blood pressure. I got agitated when he wanted to look at my throat. Then he shinned a light in my eyes causing me to wince from the brightness. Standing back while he wrote in a file he grunted a little.
“What?”
“Carrie can you give us a urine sample?”
“Why?”
“You know standard procedure.”
“No I know its standard procedure for drug addicts.” I felt disgusted at his implication.
“Yes but we can also see if your dehydrated or have any urinary infections too. Besides that’s quicker than waiting a week on blood work, right?”
He made some sense so I agreed. “I guess.”
A few minutes later I returned to my room and he came back in; holding the results.
“Well you are dehydrated but no drugs or infections though.”
“So what’s wrong with me?”
“Like I said it will be at least a week on the blood work. But in my opinion you look a little anemic. Pick up some iron pills at the drug store, plenty of fluids and get some rest. Then we’ll go over your results next week.” He flashed a brilliant smile before turning to leave.
I left the room more confused than when I entered. Stopping by Mathew’s desk I ask to see Ariel’s file. Scanning the document for any information proved pointless. So I quickly signed the bottom and flipped it over to initial it. A small yellow sticky note hung to it. In very smooth penmanship a single phrase was written.
When you find you can not live with out me I will be there.
What the hell did that mean? Was that from Ariel? Flipping the paper back over I looked at the hand writing on the in take form, it was the same.
“Mathew did you write this?” I shoved the note under his nose.
“No that hot nut job must have left it for you.”
He was no help so I left the clinic in a hurry for home; only stopping by the corner drug store to follow the doctor’s instructions. I needed to regain my mental health. Pull it together Carrie. I pulled power aid from the shelves and a bottle of generic iron vitamins. The old clerk was ringing up some guy in front of me so I waited. When the man turned to leave I saw it was the same man from the deli.
My heart raced and a flush climbed up my face. I could not bare a repeat performance of the night before so I darted my eyes back to the cashier. The bottle of vitamins fell from my hand as I tried to set them on the counter. Squatting down to pick them up quickly his hand almost brushed mine as he reach for them. Standing there he held the bottle as he smiled.
“These want help you Carrie but I have what you need.” His voice seemed to be inside my head now. I jumped to look at him but he just starred back with dark eyes. My breath caught as he slid the bottle into my hand, the instant he touched me the images began.
He was naked again touching my naked body. It felt so good but it was not enough. I needed something. His heart pounded in my ears as his mouth came close to mine. I licked my lips but did not kiss his lips. My tongue slid across his neck tasting him. Then to my shock I bit him roughly. The blood sputtered out of his vain covering my lips and sliding down my throat. It was so good, he was so good. The blood continued to spill from his neck covering me. It ran down my face and over my breast; every where it touched it felt as if I were alive. A moan escaped my lips…
“Miss, Do you need anything else?” the little old man working the register broke my trance.
I looked around but my mystery man was gone. I paid the man and rushed for my apartment. What the hell was that about? My heart pounded in my chest as I ran. Was I totally freaking crazy now? Rationalize this Carrie. You probably have a fever mixed with dehydration causing vivid dreams or hallucinations. That has to be what’s wrong, right?
Closing the door to my apartment and locking the deadbolt before moving to the couch. Fur ball sat on the arm; he hissed loudly and jumped to the floor. Stupid cat he had food. What was his problem now? The iron pills were huge so it took a while to swallow them. I forced down a large bottle of power aid with them in hopes of re-hydrating quickly. Glancing at my laptop I decided to try and send my paper in for class; it wasn’t perfect but it would be better than an F or incomplete. After working for an hour or so checking email I decide to go back to bed. It was just about one but I felt exhausted still as if all my energy was drained out.
The sun had set when I woke up. For the first time in almost three days I wasn’t nauseated, the power aid must me helping. My mind seemed to have cleared a bit too. Then I moved to take some clothes from the closet so I could take a shower. The bath room floor was cold to my bare feet as I went in. I hurried to undress and pulled back the shower curtain. To my horror there laid Fur Ball.
His eyes blank and his body stiff; he was dead. Blood smeared the white shower stall leading back to a gaping hole in his throat. The sight of my cat made me physically ill. I dropped to the toilet and began throwing up. Why? What could have killed him? Was it still here? Tears streamed down my face as I gagged. Closing my eyes tightly trying to remove the image of his mangled body from my mind I continued to empty my stomach; Opening them when I finished to the sight of blood all in the toilet. A scream left my lips as I leap back hitting the tiled wall. No! What was going on? Someone help me? Please. Was I crazy enough to do this? I refuse to believe I ate my cat!
Chapter 4
“She needs me now Richard.” A smile played on her lips. “Can you feel how much she needs me?”
“No Ariel I am not connected to her like you.”
“Is this how it felt for you when you took me?” She lay on a large bed playing with her hair. “Did you crave me?” her eyes dropped seductively as she spoke low.
“I have always craved you my heart.” He sighed. “You should not have let her live.”
Ariel hissed at him now. “You are jealous of my child Richard!” Her eyes flickered to a deep red.
“No you should have let me change her for you. You’re to...” his voice trailed off as he looked away from her.
“I am to what? To what! You think of me as less than you.” Ariel stood revealing her body to him as the sheets dropped away.
“You are not old enough to be changing humans my heart.”
“I want her to be my mine, she is my child.” She pouted at him.
Walking across the dark room he pulled her to his chest. Taking his hand and gently stoking her face before kissing her.
“The others don’t understand you like I do Ariel. They do not share our bond. You must keep quiet about your human; for now.”
Anger flared in her eyes and she ripped out of his arms. Grabbing the first thing she could she began throwing objects. Standing stark naked in the middle of a pile of old books and broken figurines on the floor she began to laugh.
“Look at what you make me do Richard.” She motioned to the disarrayed room. Dropping to her knees Ariel grabs a piece of glass and slices at her wrist. Blood spews from her vain covering her hands. Still laughing she smears the dark liquid over her body. Richard pulls her to her feet his on eyes a deep red.
“Stop it!” he pleaded.
Ariel squirmed in his arms until she was able to rub the sticky blood across his lips. He inhaled deeply before his teeth grew long. In a smooth motion he latched on to her arm with his fangs then lifted her to the bed.
My body jolted awake. How long had I been asleep? Passed out? Looking down my front was covered in vomit; red blood hung to my body. The images of poor fur ball came flooding back to me. How could I do that? Grabbing a wash cloth I began to scrub my body roughly trying to remove his blood.
I hurried to get dressed and get out of this place. I need help but from who? Who will understand that I am going crazy? Sinking back down on the sofa I buried my head in my hands and began to cry. I had no one to run to. Hell my phone had not even rung in two days. My friends were all living their own lives back home. The past three years I had spent here on the campus deep in my studies. Now I regretted not joining some groups or clubs. Hell I would have probably ate one of them instead of my cat if I had.
Think rationally Carrie. If you tell anyone what you have done they will lock you up in a nut house or jail. Focus you need to clean up this mess. Grabbing garbage bags and a jug of bleach I went to dispose of Fur ball. It took almost an hour for me to scrub the bath room down but I done it. Now there was the problem of dumping his body in the dumpster.
Walking down the stairs slowly I looked around for anyone. Not seeing anybody I dashed towards the large metal bin. The lid was heavy but I pulled it up and dropped the bag inside.
“I’m sorry fur ball.”
Letting the lid drop with a loud thud I turned to walk away. As I walked back toward the buildings doorway the alley seemed darker. It sent chills up my spine. Walking faster I entered the building and stood there catching my breath. My life was falling apart.
That strange feeling started to creep up my body. Then images flooded my mind causing me to stumble on to the floor.
Ariel was in a bed with some man….blood was every where…they both feed off each others bodies…sucking gnawing at each others flesh…then she turned and looked at me. Her eyes were a fiery red but I could not turn away they drawled me to them.
“Come join us Carrie.” She called out softly with blood dripping from her chin.
The images stopped and I looked at the floor. My heart raced rapidly. I wanted to be there with them. I needed her to help me. With some strange new desire I stood and pushed back through the door way. My feet moved and my body followed but my mind stayed blank. Only one thought was clear I needed to be with Ariel. She needed me like I needed her.
I blinked and I stood in front of an old ware house. How long had I been walking? Where was I? The building was dark and had no windows. Some how I knew to go to the side and push open the large metal door. A long brick hall way lay ahead of me with a few doors on each side. The last door at the end was the one I needed to open. Taking the handle in my hand the door screeched open as if it had not been opened in years; behind it stood an elevator door. The metal box carried me up two more stories before it opened.
It was a large room with hard wood floors and modern furniture. My heart speed up and my mouth went dry as another door flew open. There stood Ariel; her long red hair hanging loose over her shoulders. The thin black dress she wore glided through the air as she walked to me. Her mouth curved in a smile before she spoke.
“My Carrie, I knew you would come…”
Chapter 5
I almost ran to her as a force drawled me. Dropping to the floor I hung to her legs and sobbed. The emotions were swirling in my mind. I loved her, I cared for her, and she loved and needed me. Being near her completed me. Her hand gently soothed my hair.
“You don’t have to be alone anymore child. You are home.”
She filled my thoughts and I wanted to please her. It felt as if this person was my mother even though she looked younger than me. I could not rationalize thoughts any longer. So I just gave in to my feelings. I was home.
“You need to rest then we will feed.” She snapped her fingers and a young man ran to her. “Take the young one to her room.”
He nodded in agreement. Taking my hand he led me to a small room with a bed and not much else. It felt right though.
“You will sleep here for now.” He was about my age with blonde curly hair.
“Thank you.”
“You know your lucky.” He sounded sad.
“Why?”
“She wants you to be like them. Why you and not me?” his voice was low as if he talked to himself. The marks on his neck were plain when he lowered his head. “I love her so much…” He was trying to hold back tears before he exited the room.
I was to confused myself to sort his problems out. Sleep came to me quickly but so did vivid dreams. It was as if I looked in to Ariel’s past.
She was the same as she is now only the time was different. The dress she wore was long and flowing but the bodice was tight. Her long hair was piled atop her head with tiny curls hanging around her face. She was breath taking and the men noticed. The man from my other dream held her hand and they danced. A laugh escaped her lips as he twirled her around in rhythm with the music. A smile unlike I had ever seen her give rested on her lips.
He spoke. “You are the only girl in the world Ariel.”
She giggled like the young girl she was. I could feel her emotions though she loved him. He was the man who would take her away from her awful life. Then everything seemed to fast forward. She was in an empty bedroom with only a small candle burning waiting for him. Ariel was going to give her self to him. Things went differently though. Again everything sped up and now they lay together in the bed; clinging to each other in a moment of passion. Richard’s fangs grew as he latched into her neck. Fear and panic clung to my own throat. She was dying and pleads for her life.
“Richard please...I love you…” still she clings to him.
My eyes fly open to the sound of her voice calling me. Moving to the other room I see her sitting on the couch flipping through a magazine. She looked so normal nothing like I had seen her before.
“We need to feed soon.”
Was I going to bite someone myself? How would I? Did I have fangs too? Then as if she read my mind Ariel spoke.
“No silly. You don’t have fangs yet. You have not been turned yet.” This was a different side to her she was so playful.
“What about my cat?” I shuddered at the thought of the poor furry creature.
“An unfortunate side effect of my taking so much blood from you. I gave you a little bit of mine to taste so you would not forget me.” She paused deep in thought. “You crave my blood now and waited to long to come to me. So he paid the price.” Her tone was still playful and it was off putting.
“So I am not a vampire? I can go back to the way things were?” there was hope for me yet.
Her eyes flicker a golden color. “You want to leave me?” She sounded almost child like. I shook my head no. She smiled again. “Good cause that cannot happen.”
I soon learned we would be going to a local club. Todd, the young man who I spoke with came along. The music blasted as we entered the club. It was full of young college students half drunk or high. I felt nervous and shied away but Ariel seemed at home there. A young man grabbed her and pulled her close as they grinded against each other. Long locks of her hair flung from side to side as the music blasted. The man’s hands slid up and down her body as she continued to dance.
Finding an empty table I sat down and waited. After a while Todd came by with a petite blonde girl. Her movements told the truth she was already drunk. The music was too loud to talk so we all just sat there until Ariel returned. Todd’s eyes lit up when she approached.
“We are going now.” she all but command.
The group headed for the car. The blonde hung to Todd as did the young man to Ariel. I was jealous of them and it was frightening me. Why did I feel so alone?
Ariel reached over and took my hand. ‘The real party is at home, right?” She winked at me. A hunger grew in my stomach like no other I had felt followed by a salty metallic taste in my mouth.
What happened at her home was unreal. The guests were ushered in and Ariel began to dance again. Everyone was laughing and talking. I sat quietly in a chair in the corner feeling like a fifth wheel. Soon the laughing stopped as she moved close to Todd.
“Take her to Richard.”
The girls head shot up. “Hey I am not in to kinky shit Todd!” she looked nervously around the room. “I’m going to go...”
She started towards the door only to be stopped by Todd. He grabbed her hair and jerked her roughly back which caused her to fall. The other man jumped to his feet to protest but Ariel quickly put a stop to him. Her hand encircled his throat squeezing the life out of him. He fought back and she began to laugh. The girl screamed loudly and kicked violently as Todd drug her away. All I could do was look wide eyed; my heart racing a mile a minute from the excitement not fear. I was feeling Ariel’s emotions again. She longed for his blood but his screams fueled her need to make him suffer. Piercing her nails in to his neck the blood gurgled to the surface. Sharp fangs grew out of her mouth as she jerked his head to the side. In one swift motion she bit into the bloody flesh. The slurping and suckling would have been disgusting but I was feeling her satisfaction now. It was almost a sexual release that ran through her body and mine. The satisfaction and pleasure was mind blowing.
“Carrie...” Her head rose slightly from his wound.
I moved quickly to her. She stood dropping his body to the couch; where it slumped over lifelessly. Blood covered her face and neck. Wordlessly she drew me closure as she grabbed my hair. She bent to my neck licking the vain; causing chills to creep over my skin. I was to far gone to protest her efforts though I wanted her to take ever last drop of my blood. That she did. Her fangs pierced my skin in an instant causing pain but it was quickly replaced by the coldness of death. My arms lost feeling first becoming useless as I hung limply in her arms. My heart beat slowed to a crawl as it pump the last of my fluids to her. Then everything went dark; so very cold and dark.
My eyes flew open to her. She was feeding me from her wrist it slashed deeply. The blood oozed down my throat as I suckled for more. I had no fangs but I feed hungrily at her vain. It felt so right the blood on my tongue. Weakly she pushed me aside. I begged for more. Blood was smeared across my face and down my neck. I tried to lick as much off myself as I could. She laughed faintly.
Todd came in minutes later and pulled me to my feet. He pulled me to a larger bedroom where Richard sat. Pushing me roughly in the doorway where I fell to the floor. Anger like none I had ever known boiled in my body. I lashed out at him in a snarl brandishing tiny fangs. He backed out of the room closing the door behind him.
“Carrie you need to relax. Your mistress well be here shortly.” His tone was calm and relaxed.
Turning to him I noticed the blonde girl lying in the floor with a broken neck. I crawled across the floor smelling her blood. The wound on her neck still smeared with the red liquid. A hunger tore at my stomach.
“No!” Richard stood blocking my path. “Never drink from a lifeless heart!”
Jerking back from his out burst I coward at the foot of the bed. Then he moved to pick me up and place me in the bed. It smelled like him and Ariel, this was so very comforting. Quickly I fell asleep.
Hunger gnawed at my stomach causing me to wake up. The room was silent though, I missed the sound of my own heart beat. Ariel and Richard lay wrapped in each others arms at the end of the bed. His wrist lay just below my head. Sniffing the air I could smell the blood under his cold flesh. Moving silently like the animal I was becoming I edged closure to his vain. Stealing one more glance at the pair before I bit him. He jerked from me as my fangs extended in to his body.
“Damn!”
I coward again from him, somehow I knew he was powerful. He looked slightly angry but spoke softly.
“Ariel is to weak to feed from now so I will allow it this time.” He slid his arm back to me. “Not too much though, you almost drained her.” Guilt and shame poured through me but quickly was replaced by the need for his blood. Again I drank from him.
“Stop!” I obeyed his order. “Now rest some more, you can feed tonight.”
I snuggled back into my bed feeling satisfied for the moment. His blood was strong and powerful; it made my body hum. Then as he ordered I let sleep take me.
Chapter 6
The room was empty when I awoke and I felt so alone now. My heart ached as the desperation filled my body. Where was Ariel? Her scent hung to the air as if it were a perfume. I missed her so much she was my creator. Never had such a void been apart of me. My head was much clearer now though. It was as if I had been in a fog and suddenly it cleared allowing me to see with such clarity. The past few days had not been a dream. I was a vampire and I liked it. Now my body felt so alive and powerful. No longer would I be that mousy little girl who longed for attention; going through the motions of a normal life to please those around myself. My once limp hair stood bouncy and shiny as if it had been styled and my skin although pale was flawless. Twisting my head I allowed it to dance around my face as I giggled like a child. Now I was a beautiful creature who took what she wanted. Right now I wanted food. Running my tongue across the sharp points of my fangs they felt so amazing.
My hearing was tuned into a drumming sound from the other room. Thump...thump...thump...Sliding out of the bed I went to investigate what called me. The living room was almost dark with only a small lamp on in the corner. My sight was surprisingly clear though. The thumping continued to thud in my ears calling me to it. Moving noiselessly to a door to the far right I twisted the knob and slowly opened it.
Todd lay asleep in a bed. His chest rose and fell as his heart beat in a pleasant rhythm. It was almost a song to my ears. Moving closer to the bed I could now smell him. First his spicy cologne filled my sensitive nose but it was quickly replaced by the scent of his blood. So sweet and intoxicating he was. As a man he was attractive with ashy blonde hair and a well built body but as food he mind blowing. Hunger gnawed at my stomach as my fangs extended into long sharp points; grabbing his curly hair I latched my fangs into his neck. He was amazing. My mind filled with pleasure as I sucked at his vain. He kicked and fought trying to pull me away from him now. I was so strong now he had no chance of escaping. The more he struggled the faster his heart raced urging me to take more.
“Carrie, stop! You have to stop…Ariel will be angry…”
His last words caused me to break my hold on him. Ariel was my master and I wanted to please her. Todd pushed away grasping the bed post for support while pressing on his neck to slow the bleeding. His breathing was labored now as he tried to speak.
“You have to lick the bite to seal it….can you do that without killing me?”
Fear drifted off of him and it was exciting to me. He needed to stop the bleeding though. Pulling my eyes from the blood oozing out around his hand I looked into his eyes. They were pale blue now and plead with me to help. Remembering how I had helped people before I was this creature caused a pang of guilt. Ariel had come to me for help calling this an addiction. Slowly I moved to close the puncture marks that still seeped that sweet red liquid.
Todd had been weak after my attack but my hunger was satisfied for the moment. He moved around the small kitchen preparing a meal for him self. The beat of his heart was low and his breathing was mesmerizing. Pouring a glass of juice he looked at me tensely.
“I am not for your snacking Carrie.” His voice was low but I heard it loud and clear. The anger was just below the surface threatening to bubble over. How dare he treat me with this disrespect? “I belong to Ariel.” Now that hint of sadness returned to him.
“What are you for if not food?” I recalled how he had lured the blonde here for Richard. Stopping as he took a bite of scrambled eggs, he spoke.
“I help Ariel and she needs me.”
“So you get her food?”
He spoke harshly, “Yeah I get stupid ass people to give themselves to her among other things.” before he slowly raises the glass to his lips drinking its contents. The movements in his neck were teasing me as he drank.
“She feeds from you as well.” The bite marks on his neck and wrist were plain to see.
“What she wants she gets. You should know that.” I knew he would give her anything; blood, his life, but especially his heart. She had drawn him into her web of seduction.
“Why doesn’t she turn you?”
Angrily he stood grabbing his plate and tossing it to the sink. The muscle in his jaw twitched slightly. “They are not allowed to turn people without the family’s consent.”
She had turned me though. Was that why he hated me? Why did they allow her to change me? I looked into his eyes searching for an answer. Suddenly emotions flooded me, love, lust, heartache, pain, need, want, confusion, sadness…
“Stop that!” Todd screamed out in pain. “Stay the hell out of my mind!”
I had been in his head looking at his feelings. He was so lonely before Ariel had saved him from him self. A part of me that still felt human recalled that people would often form attachments to others in desperation. The animal that I was becoming told me that she used her mind control to lure him in and decided he made a good pet.
“Where is Ariel?” just saying her name made me long to be by her side.
“Richard took her out tonight. They will return before dawn for you to feed.”
“How many more are they like her? Like me?”
“There is only one Ariel; no one is anything like her.” His eyes filled with admiration for our master.
“How many vampires are there?”
“I don’t know.” He shook his head slightly before continuing. “I have seen a few here. She can answer your questions…” With that he turned to leave the room.
“Wait!” I had so many unanswered questions. “What am I to do?”
“Rest Carrie you are still weak. Ariel will return and help you.”
In the wee hours of the morning I snapped to attention. The sound of foot steps coming through the building caught my attention but the seductive dance of two heart beats drawled me. Ariel’s voice called out into my mind, “I have brought you something sweet.”
The door flew open to the group. In walked Richard with a young girl who hung to his arm. She kissed him deeply before speaking into his ear. Though it was meant as a whisper I heard it plainly, “Come on Rich let me show you a good time.” Richard did not look too excited but moved towards the bedroom. Ariel came in tossing her bag to the couch. She was glowing; her eyes were full of energy. As usual she was dressed in skimpy clothing and the man with her was mesmerized by her. He hung to her body as he kissed her neck. It was Mathew. He looked up and noticed me and gave a huge grin.
“Carrie!”
Ariel moved to close the door before returning to his side. “I thought you might enjoy seeing Mathew.” Her eyes smiled as she spoke sweetly.
Mathew had been a student with me at the college for three years. We had worked in the same clinic for over a year and attended a lot of the same classes. Could I really kill him? His voice called out to me.
“I just happened to run into your friend at Swift’s bar tonight.”
“How lucky that was for you.” A nervous energy filled me as I pictured him struggling for life. It turned me on.
“Why don’t you put on some music and we’ll get some drinks?” Ariel coaxed him. He quickly agreed and moved to the player. She glided to the open kitchen pulling me with her. “Have you missed me much?” A smile curled her lips up as she spoke. “You have I can tell.”
She was happy with me needing her so much. That brought a smile to my own face. “Is he for me Ariel?” Desperation filled my voice as I plead for my dinner. Her laughter echoed in the room.
“Yes but I am not going to help you, Carrie you must learn how to do this.” Turning she walked to Mathew holding up a glass filled with whiskey. “I’ll leave you with Carrie for a moment so I can change.” Her eyes fluttered seductively before she kisses him.
I was jealous. I don’t know if it was from him touching her or her touching my food but it filled me. Moving towards him I tried to devise a plan but all I could think about was the sound of his heart. It was so loud. My fangs slipped out uncontrollably causing my lip to bleed slightly. His back was turned to me as he fussed with the music. Emotions played with me first guilt then fear. Then it all came clear to me.
“Mathew.”
“Hmm, it really is odd finding you here Carrie. You are always saying we shouldn’t get involved with the patients.” His back still was turned to me.
“Mathew, you really shouldn’t call people nut jobs. That pisses me off!”
“What the hell are you talking about…?”
I cut his words off as I leapt onto his back. Using his fear and my anger I brought him to the ground. He thumped the wooden floor as he fell splitting his head open. His eyes wide with surprise as I straddled his body. My own were glaring red and my fangs hung sharp. The sight of his blood sent me into frenzy; grabbing his head between my hands as I bent to taste. It was indescribable. His screams and frantic movements sped his heart up to a hammering beat. Unable to stop myself I ripped into his neck. All sounds faded away except his heart. Thump…thump…thump... Then as it neared stopping I released him; his body slid to the floor silently.
Blood ran down my chin and covered my hands. Stepping back I realized what I had done. I had just killed a person. Panic and emotions flooded my body; dropping to the floor as I began to sob. Regret, shame, sorrow all washed over me as I looked into Mathew’s blank eyes. How could I continue to do this? The blood was like a drug pumping through my body. It was both intoxicating and repulsive at the same time. I longed for it but hated myself for needing it. What was I? How could god allow such creatures to exist?
Ariel stood behind me silently stroking my back now. Her voice invaded my thoughts. “The first one is always the hardest. Don’t worry child soon you will not feel anything.” The comforting fog came back to my mind as she pulled me to my feet.
Chapter 7
The only time I was bothered by original thoughts was when Ariel was gone; when she was close that pleasant cloud took control of my mind. It or rather she pushed away the guilt and sorrow leaving only bitterness. The bitterness would tangle with anger fueling my rage. Men would pay the price. Occasionally a young woman would get caught in my wave of death but mostly just the men. In my rare moments of clarity I rationalized that Ariel hated men with the exception of Richard.
Richard was a mysterious creature to me. His eyes rarely flickered the way that hers do; mainly they were just deep almost bottomless black pits. With his tall muscular body he was attractive but felt dead inside. Ariel and I were not exactly alive but we both expressed feelings. He could control his emotions where Ariel seemed unable to contain anything. She would fly from being seemingly happy to uncontrollable rages. It was as if she were several people trapped in one body. Her child like self would be innocent and playful while in a flash she would turn to a sex maniac; Drawing in men for both feedings and personal pleasure. I had never used them for the latter; they always seemed to stay alive just long enough for me to feed. Lust was a large part of being a vampire I was learning.
Ariel was like a mother lion teaching me her cub to hunt. We would stalk our prey through the city. Lesson number one, know your preys hiding spots. Which luckily for us was any bar or club in the downtown area. This being a college town it was filled with young hearts and no one ever seemed to miss the people. I had wondered what Todd did with the bodies.
Waking to the sound of Todd’s labored breathing I knew the sun had not set. My body was weak and tired even though I had feed hours before. His noise agitated me. I wanted to strangle the sound out of his body to prevent him from making those annoying sounds. Ariel and Richard had left me alone with him late last night. Richard had insisted I could not travel with them to visit the others. I was depressed not to be allowed to accompany Ariel since I still had not met another vampire. They were to meet them in a small town outside the city and would not return until tomorrow tonight so I must deal with Todd myself.
Dragging myself from the bed I entered the living area or our kill zone as I had come to see it. The wooden floors were freshly moped and smelled strongly of bleach. In the corner the small lamp burned casting shadows across the boards. This room like all the others had no windows for our protection. To my understanding sun light would not instantly kill us but rather burn the flesh slowly from the bone. If a vampire was weak from losing a lot of blood or not feeding it would speed up the process and kill them. Ariel had explained a lot of he myths to me in the past few weeks.
Crosses were no protection unless the person actually had faith in their heart and even then they only weakened your power; which that was pretty much the same thing for holly water. A stake in the heart would kill you but only because of the rapid blood loss. Wounds and broken bones healed fast as long as you had feed recently. They had all laughed at the ideal of garlic hurting a vampire. Richard had added dryly, “The only way garlic would kill is if you ate the shit and no one would come near you so you could feed.” I suppose that was as good as his jokes got. Having to be invited inside someone’s home first was true. It was not hard to get around though when you had a sex goddess like Ariel leading the way. Men were constantly begging her to come home with them. I was finding that my own seduction powers were not as great as hers yet. Ariel said they grew with age but Richard was pure blooded so he was always alluring.
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