Your Name Please.
This is it, I thought. The time I would burst through the door and take down all the bad guys. But this didn't feel right, something was wrong. When I looked through the window of the house full of junkies, I could feel something lurking beyond my control. Something horrible.
"Mark, get over here", I whispered.
"I'm coming", he called.
"Something doesn't feel right, I think we should wait"
"WHAT! You have been tracking this group down for 8 months and you want to quit now, what's wrong, why do you want to wait"
I looked at him than inside the house than back at him. I have been tracking them for a long time. Has it really been 8 months since…. Well I guess it as.
8 months ago this group of junkies were chasing after me and my fiancé while we were on the way home. They caused us to crash, thus killing my fiancé, seriously harming me, and putting me in a blood thirsty rage. And when I say blood thirsty I mean literally, because I'm a vampire. I was born a vampire, My dad and mom where vampires too. Anyways, this group of junkies were humans who are about to be smeared on the wall of my stomach when I'm through with them.
"Emily, are you ready?"
"Yea I guess I am, let's do this"
"All right that's my girl"
I went around the house to the door closest to the most people. Ok Emily, u can do this 1-2-3. I kicked the door open. All the junkies look at me with shock. Mark was right behind me. I grabbed the first person I saw and sunk my fangs into his neck and ripped his throat out. Mark was chomping don on a woman. By this time everyone was up on their feet. I grabbed another guy and twisted his neck swiftly. Finally, sweet sweet revenge. Mark took out two more people. Ok, three left.
I didn't see it coming, neither did Mark. The bad feeling I had earlier was taking place. A vampire junkie slammed Mark in to the wall and knocked him out cold. It was only me now against three large men and a vampire. One of the men, tall and blond with a red t-shirt and a pair of jeans, grabbed me. As I was struggling the vampire came over to us.
"What is your name please?"
"None of your damn business."
"Ahh but you are my business now. So, please to save yourself some trouble tell me your name."
"Go to hell!"
"You first"
The man holding me hit my head alongside a table. I was done for. The carried me to a Lexus outside the house. I was sat in the front seat beside the vampire and Mark was put in the back.
"Why" I asked
"Why what"
"Why are you doing this?"
"Well, because you attacked a house full of people without a reason"
'I have a reason"
"Hmm?"
"That group of junkies killed my fiancé 8 months ago."
"You were the girl they were talking about? Wow you survived. That is interesting. Please tell me your name."
We were turning down a road with a sign that said home sweet home.
"My name is Emily, what's yours?"
"My name is Jesse."
"Jesse, where are you taking us"
"I'm taking you home; I want to learn more about you, you're interesting. Not like any woman I know."
"That's flattering and all but I have to get back to my place people will be worried about me. "
Just then we turned into a driveway of a gigantic mansion. My mouth was probably hanging open.
"You live here!?"
"Yes I do, please come in"
"like I have a choice"