I really do suggest reading the first story to this called Dangerous lives. Really, the first two chapter in Dangerous Lives are the most graphic. The rest is kind of normal... lol okay well here this is. Don't know when I'll update the next chapter. will probably be a while.
well, it's 12:57 and New Years day. HAPPY NEW YEAR! :)
LPOV
This one strand of hair was really starting to piss me off. For the fifth time I pulled it back behind my ears. The blond piece seemed to stay put until I moved my head a fraction of an inch. Growling I crossed my arms across my chest and leaned against the park bench.
Both Max and my father were asleep at the moment and I had to get out of the house. The sun beat down on my head and I looked up at its rays. "Hello Handsome." I turned to face a petite looking Human with blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. She held a leash with a Husky attached to the other end.
"Hi." I answered blantly.
"Nice eyes." She said scooting a little too close. "Contacts?" Rolling my eyes I nodded.
"You need something?" I took a deep breath, smelling her perfume. Despite the strong odor her blood was overpowering. She was… different. Her baby husky yipped at her heels and she bent down to pick up the pup.
"Do you?" Sighing I brushed my hair back yet again and smiled in defeat. I was thirsty. This girl could give me some kind of relief.
"You got a place of your own?" The girl smiled.
"Not on my own. My parents left me alone for the week. Next block over. There's a café below the apartment. You in for lunch?" Nodding I followed her back towards her apartment. She was cute. Her hair swayed when she walked.
"So," I said as we sat down in a booth. The café she'd mentioned was rather small but the food smelled good so I took it as a good sign. "What's your name beautiful?" She giggled at my nickname for her. She took a sip of her water and rested her hands on the table.
"Emily." She spoke softly looking around. The pup sat next to her nuzzling Emily's side. "Yours?" I leaned back in the seat and sighed.
"Luka." I said. She looked up thoughtfully.
"Luka." My name rolled off her tongue as if testing it. "It's different. A cute kind of different though." She laughed. I shrugged.
"It's Russian."
"Are you from Russia?" She instantly perked up and I gave her a sidelong glance. Her interest in me was… fascinating.
"I was born there yes. But I don't even remember it."
"Are your parents Russian?" I shook my head and looked up at the small television screen planted above the cashier. The news reporter was talking about three women that had been found dead earlier this morning. It was most likely due to my dad. For as long as I'd known him he'd been a heavy drinker. Tanya blamed my mother.
"Are you new to the city?" She asked abrubtly. "Because I've never seen you before and I know everyone that lives in the community."
"We move around a lot." Thanks to my dad's stupid binges.
"You live with you mom and dad?" I tensed and stared at her.
"What's with the fifty questions?" I snapped. She scooted farther into the booth and shrugged.
"Oh… sorry. I just like to know everyone around here. It's a weird quirk I have."
"Do you invite every new person to have sex with you?" She snorted and glanced out the window.
"Only the really hot ones. And trust me there aren't many." The weird thing was that she didn't seem to be joking. Anyhow, I relaxed then and allowed myself a soft chuckle. The waitress came over to us with our lunch. Emily had a chicken salad and I had fried chicken tenders, an appetizer on the menu. I didn't eat much as It wasn't a necessity but I enjoyed the taste once in a while. Everything was quiet while we ate. Once we were done and everything was paid for we went up to her apartment. By the time we reached her room she'd already gotten my shirt off and was working on the button of my jeans. Her smell was intoxicating and the truth? I wasn't planning on sex tonight. I pulled her up and she abandoned my pants. I pinned her to the wall. I could faintly hear her dog yipping on the other side of the door. Focusing on her neck I nuzzled in and felt her shiver. I bit down hard on the skin. She cried out and grew still in my arms. Man I had needed this. When was the last time I'd fed? I guided her limp body over to the bed and continued my meal. At the last second I pulled off of her and kissed her lips.
"We had sex." I whispered into her ear. "You had fun and gave me your number. I gave you mine. You'll call me again in a few days for another hook up." She groaned telling me she'd gotten the compulsion. I gave her another kiss changed back into my clothes the left the room, heading for home.
You enjoy yourself?" My aunt questioned from the top of the stairwell once I'd opened the door. Before I could respond she appeared in front of me. "You've got a smudge on your cheek." She took the corner of her sleeve and wiped the blood off. She took a sniff. "You kill her?" Swallowing I shook my head.
"Meeting her next week for lunch." She snorted and turned away, walking towards the kitchen.
"You need to learn to kill Luka." She snapped suddenly. "You used to you know. When you were younger. It's so disappointing; how you've grown." I ground my teeth, ignoring that stabs she was throwing at me. I didn't need this.
"Its because of Father's killings that we keep moving Tanya. I'm not contributing to it." She rolled her eyes and disappeared through the swinging door. She came back with a bottle of red wine.
"You used to love it I remember. You got a thrill out of it. You'd come home giggling with your father." I shut my eyes and sighed heading up the steps.
"Whatever Tanya." I snapped at her. "I'll be in my room. Leave me alone." I passed Max's room and walked knocked twice on my Father's door. "Dad?" I questioned walking over to the lump on the bed. No one moved but I knew he'd heard me. I threw my jacket on his desk chair. "I just got home."
"You smell like blood." He said. I smiled.
"So do you." There was a pause. "Three girls dad? Really? We just got here." He threw the covers off and frowned.
"If Galina picked larger cities we wouldn't have a problem."
"Like hell we wouldn't." Father eyed me wearily. In response I gave him a face. "I just came to tell you I'm home. Going to try and get a few minutes of shuteye before Max decides to wake me up." Father nodded and his eyes followed me out of the bedroom. My room was the smallest one in the house, with barely enough room for a dresser and bed. On the bright side I had my own television and bathroom, which if you know Tanya, is a blessing.
I shucked off my shoes and T-shirt then slipped under the covers.
