Kiss Me Till I Die
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Chapter 1:
Why on Earth did I sneak out to this party?
The police constantly warned the students of Mystic Falls about having parties near or in the woods, because of the animal attacks that had been happening all year.
My father would without a doubt kill me when he discovered I wasn't lying in my bed right now.
Perhaps he'd even ground me after he'd killed me for the sole fact that some of the attendees were smoking pot at the lake while others were skinny dipping under the influence of alcohol.
I barely remembered why I risked my freedom to go to this party tonight.
Well, I did until I noticed the gorgeous footballer Kevin, who leaned casually against a tree, speaking to a cheerleader named Katie, whom I disliked more than Monday mornings.
And I loathed Monday mornings!
Kevin and I used to be friends back in Junior High, spending nearly every day of the week together doing the most ridiculous things.
Then puberty hit him and we started in High School where he became popular and joined the football team, which left me on my own.
I did have new best friends and was neither popular or an outsider, but I always missed spending time with him and realized I had a crush on him.
Hopefully, I could remind him of the good old times tonight and perhaps… perhaps, he might actually feel the same way towards me.
I downed my second beer to boost my confidence and ran my fingers through my long, bright auburn hair, feeling as if my heart would burst out of my chest any minute now.
Kevin finished his conversation with the cheerleader and went to get another beer for himself, so I eyed the opportunity and hurried towards him.
He seemed to be halfway wasted in the way his messy brown hair hung in his brown eyes and his cheeks were crimson from having consumed so much alcohol.
"Hey, Kev," I greeted shyly, biting nervously down into my bottom lip. "Nice party, huh?"
"Yeah, sure is," he said, turning to face me. "I thought your father wouldn't let you go to parties…"
"Oh, he doesn't, but I snuck out of the house. I, err… came because I partly wanted to talk with you about–"
"Kevin, baby! You promised me you'd show me your abs," Katie shouted, giggling like the bitchy bimbo she was. "Don't waste your time with that loser."
Ah, yes. Katie's favorite nickname for me.
I never truly understood why she disliked me so much, but I guessed it was partly because my father had closed down several of her parties and spoken to her parents about her serving alcohol to minors.
And I may or may not have called her a spoiled bitch once…
Kevin abandoned me without as much as defending me, shattering my hope of him being a good guy beneath his façade.
I felt defeated, but not surprised by the outcome of tonight's plans.
To rub salt in my wound, Katie even locked lips with Kevin right in front of me, causing me to feel a twinge in my heart.
Leaving the party with another bottle of beer, I decided to head home and that was more than a little difficult in this dark and eerie forest.
Despite being almost 18 years old, I still feared the dark a little due to having watched excessively many frightening horror films.
It wasn't so much the dark that frightened me, but more the fear of what was hiding in the dark.
Luckily, my cell phone was able to light up most of the paths with its flashlight, so my fear was diminished a little for now.
I walked in utter silence for several minutes when I realized I'd made a wrong turn and turned around to return.
My heart skipped a beat as my eyes fell on the dark outline of a man, who stood at least 25 feet away from me.
His face was completely consumed by the shadows of the trees, but I noticed that he wore old fashion clothes from what appeared to be the 20th century.
His clothes were tattered and stained with blood, and he seemed weak, so I ran towards him to see if he was injured.
Being only five feet away from him, I soon regretted my decision though, because he bared a pair of razor sharp fangs and a web of visible veins surrounded his dark red eyes.
Gulping down nervously, I convinced myself that it was merely a realistic vampire costume and the blood on him was probably unreal.
"Oh, um… are you hurt?" I asked to be certain, my heart racing inside my chest.
He raised a brown eyebrow and stepped forward gracefully, eyeing me as if I were a piece of bloody meat he wanted to sink his teeth into tonight.
Oh, shit.
"I don't remember seeing you around here before… Are you new in town?" I took a deep breath to remain calm and hoped I could distract him.
Oh my God… Was I really distracting a possibly real vampire?
"You could say that," he replied with an English accent. "I couldn't help but notice your pretty little neck from afar. Quite frankly, I'm starving."
His lip twitched and in the blink of an eye, he was suddenly on top of me, baring my vulnerable neck to his sharp fangs.
I screamed loudly just before his fangs sunk deep into my flesh, piercing my artery painfully and muffling my scream.
In the first couple of minutes, I fought back as hard as I could and attempted comprehending the fact that I was being drained for blood by a real vampire.
However, the major loss of blood weakened me quickly and before I knew it, I sensed my heart giving up beating.
My mind became consumed by darkness and I knew this was the end of my life.
I half-expected seeing a bright light at the end of a tunnel, but the world I was in was void of light and cold.
Unable to move my body, I merely stood in the darkness and waited for something to happen to me – anything at all.
As time passed, I began regaining the ability to move and sensed that I was lying on the hard ground somewhere.
The scent of daffodils and grass was the first thing I became aware of.
I awoke with a gasp as if someone had sent a shockwave through my body and felt a bright light blinding my eyes, so I quickly rolled over to lie on my back.
Where was I? In Heaven?
Blinking a few times, I noticed that my hands and family ring was covered in dirt and blood, making me consider the possibility that I survived the attack somehow.
I stood up carefully and groaned, feeling sore in my healed neck and lightheaded.
My clothes were bloody and covered in dirt as well, but other than that, I appeared to be fine. I shook my head several times and glanced around, finding the right path back to town.
The sun was only beginning to rise over the horizon, so I still had time to hurry home and take a shower before my father noticed I'd been gone.
Unless… he already knew and was looking for me right now.
I staggered home as fast as I could and snuck in through my bedroom window, running in to the bathroom to take a shower immediately and wash my stained clothes.
Surviving a vampire attack was one thing, but getting caught being out late and drinking was worse with a father like mine.
He used to be in the army for many years and became a police officer after meeting and falling in love with my mother, who lived in Mystic Falls.
My mother worked as a kindergarten teacher, so she was a bit more lenient and tried convincing my father into letting me being a teenager.
Jesus Christ… what was I going to do about this vampire issue?
If animals weren't behind the attacks and vampires were, then I needed to warn people and they'd call me crazy.
How did I even survive the attack? I wasn't a professional, but I was pretty sure I died for a moment!
I took a deep breath and tried cleaning my family ring without scratching it.
The beautiful oval amber with a silver phoenix in the middle and it'd been passed down through generations in my mother's side of the family.
My brothers had one as well, which they wouldn't leave the house without.
Fully clean and void of any evidence of the night before, I stepped out of the bathroom and nearly ran into my father.
"We need to talk," he said, sounding displeased. "You're in big trouble, Beth. Get dressed and meet me in the kitchen in five minutes."
I groaned internally and cussed under my breath as he walked downstairs to drink his daily morning coffee.
I towel dried my body and hair, and pulled a pair of shorts and blue t-shirt on before running downstairs to meet my fate.
If I was lucky, I would only be grounded for two weeks or so, but I doubted it would happen.
Dad sat silently at the dinner table and sipped his coffee while Mom cooked breakfast for us, singing along to a song that played on the radio.
"Bethany Marie Dawson, mind telling me why you snuck out of your bedroom and came home at five in the morning?" he asked, showing no emotion on his face.
"I… went to a party in the woods and was on my way home around midnight, but…" I was attacked by a vampire and somehow survived it. If I say that they'll know I'm lying for sure, I thought.
"But what? Do tell me why my 17-year-old daughter returned home from a party when I've specifically told her several times not to go to any parties – and especially not in the woods!"
Sighing heavily, I decided that it was easier if I told them a little lie.
"An animal attacked me. One moment I was alone and the next, a vicious beast was trying to kill me. I must've passed out, because I woke up in the woods alone."
My mother stopped singing instantly and stared at me with wide concerned eyes.
"An animal attacked you? Are you okay, Beth?" she asked worriedly, rushing to me to examine my body.
The second her blue eyes fell on my hands, she sighed of relief and embraced me tightly while my father remained quiet.
"Beth, you need to stay away from the woods. It's dangerous for a young girl to go alone. Please eat and drink something. You must be exhausted," she said, rushing back to the kitchen to get something for me.
She returned with a glass of orange juice and toast with Nutella on top, watching me worriedly until I started eating and drinking.
"Even though you were attacked, then you're still grounded for a month for leaving the house," Dad said, watching me as well.
I groaned aloud this time and finished eating breakfast before heading to the Grill to work.
One of the waitresses were ill, so I'd offered to take her morning shift and after the night I'd had, I needed to distract myself with something.
My Saturday morning was slow and tedious with only a few customers whereas most of them were seniors or families.
The Grill livened up a bit more around noon and among the customers were students with hangovers, which sadly included Kevin.
I reluctantly approached him to take his orders and tried faking a smile on my lips.
"What can I get for you, sir?" I asked politely.
Kevin glanced up from the menu and his eyes widened slightly, because he probably didn't expect to see me today.
"Beth, about what Katie said…" he started.
"I don't care about what Katie says to me. I know she hates me," I interrupted. "Now what can I get you? Coffee?"
He nodded and sighed heavily. "What did you want to tell me last night?"
I shrugged. "It doesn't matter. Anything else?"
Shaking his head, he opened his mouth to say something, but I abandoned him at his table and went to find some fresh coffee.
Of course, it still hurt that he would treat me like that after having been best friends with me for so many years.
I tried pushing the heartache away and focused on doing my job, but as I walked back towards Kevin, I noticed someone familiar stepping into the Grill.
The vampire.
He wore modern clothes now and no longer had red eyes, but dark brown ones that matched his light brown hair.
In the daylight, he actually appeared like any other young man, but I knew better than to trust my eyes and realized that vampires weren't easy to spot.
This one could walk in the sunlight and had a perfect set of teeth that hid his true nature.
Stopping dead in my tracks in shock of seeing him, he noticed me as well and a look of bewilderment passed his face as if he wasn't expecting to see me.
Just act normal and pretend he isn't there, I thought and continued walking towards Kevin with his coffee. He's not there, he's not there, he's not there…
Despite convincing my brain of this, my heart was harder to convince and kept pounding fast inside my chest.
I handed Kevin his coffee and glanced at the vampire, seeing that he'd taken a seat at a table near the pool table.
"Bethany, I know we haven't spent any time together in a while, but it's just–"
"Just you became popular and suddenly I wasn't good enough entertainment for you anymore? Oh, I know. Bye, Kevin."
I left his table again and walked up to my colleague and friend Matt Donovan as he was cleaning a vacant table.
"Matt, please tell me you've got interesting news," I whined. "I've had a shitty night and morning."
"Why? What happened?" Matt asked worriedly.
"You don't wanna know. Seriously. But to make a long story short, then I'm never going to a party in the woods. Ever," I replied. "I–"
"Bethany, there's a customer waiting for you," our manager said grumpily. "I don't pay you to chitchat with your friends."
I apologized and approached the vampire's table reluctantly, feeling the pace of my heartbeat increasing rapidly the closer I got to him.
"What can I get for you, sir?" I asked nervously.
"Sir? I see that manners haven't completely vanished in this century," he answered and flashed a devilish smirk. "Even for young women I killed last night."
Killed? What! But that couldn't be true, because I was still here…
"I don't know what you're talking about." I figured lying would save me from being killed again by this demonic man.
"Oh, I think you do." He leaned closer to me and fixated his gaze on mine. "Tell me how you did it…" He glanced at my nametag and grinned. "… Bethany."
"I don't know what kind of vampire you are, but I'm not telling you anything. Leave me alone or I'll–"
He seemed surprised by my reply, but the smirk remained on his lips. "You'll what? Tell everyone a big bad vampire is in town? Be a sweetheart and get me a cup of tea."
Winking flirtatiously, he leaned back in his seat and watched me intently. I gulped nervously again and felt like I was going to pass out.
Don't let him scare you. Maybe he wants you to be scared, I thought.
Nodding to myself, I put on a brave face as I returned with the tea and pretended that he was nothing but a human douche bag.
"Here's your tea, dick," I said politely and 'accidentally' spilled the tea on his face. "Enjoy."
The smirk on his lips was gone and replaced with a frightening snarl, but I refused to let myself be intimidated by a freakin' vampire.
Surely, there was a way to stop this vampire before he tried killing me again.
A/N: 'Ello! I hope my friend *coughs* Beth *coughs* enjoyed the first chapter of this story and that you did as well.
Depending on how well it's received, I'll upload new chapters more frequently except for between August 12 to 19 where I'm travelling.
Thanks for reading and please review!