" "No Carm, I won't tell you where they are!" She managed to say in the middle of giggles. I'm currently lying on top of her, immobilizing her. She hid my blood bags, and of course as a vampire, I need them.
"Laura, last chance. Where are the damn blood bags, Laura?" I asked with a growl, but she didn't answer. She shook her head and stick her tongue out. "Or what?" She grins.
"Or I will feed from you." I growled again. After saying that sentence, her heartbeat and the smell of her blood suddenly became stronger. Oh shit. I really need those blood bags right now, before I drink from Laura.
"Ha go on, feed from me. I dare you." She said. She probably thought I was just teasing her. Well, that was the intention.
"Laura..." I said with a deep voice. She raised an eyebrow at me.
The lust became stronger.
The smell of her blood became stronger.
The sound of her heartbeat became louder.
I can't hold it back anymore.
Without thinking, I leaned closer to her neck. I opened my mouth and exposed my fangs. "What are you doing?" Laura and my subconscious said at the same time.
I almost listened to them.
Almost.
Instead of stopping, I bit her. She screamed at the pain. "What are you doing?" My subconscious said, again. And then it continued, "I'm telling you, you'll regret this. Stop or you'll regret this forever. And by forever I mean literally forever, because you'll never die no matter what."
It was right. And I didn't listen to it.
I continued drinking until her heartbeat weakened.
"Carmilla..." Laura whispered. Her voice was weak. She yelped in pain. "I... I love you." and then her heartbeat stopped.
What did I do?! I killed her. I ended another innocent person's life, again. And it's not the same.
I ended the love of my life's life.
I really am a monster.
"I told ya, you didn't listen to me. Look what you've done. This will haunt you forever. Just like I said before.", my subconscious said again.
I got up and took a look at Laura's body. She lied there, not moving.
Dead.
And I'm the cause of her death.
I looked at the time. 2 am in the morning. Okay, everybody is asleep now.
I picked her body up and silently went outside. I arrived at a random garden, and I put her body down. I dug a hole, big enough to put Laura's body in that hole. I buried Laura and closed the hole.
"May we meet again, Laura." I said, quoting The 100. (But that quote is really good, don't you think?)
And then I left the garden. And I left Silas. I don't wanna face the Ginger Squad. I can't face them.
And it's been 25 years since I killed Laura. And I've been dreaming about Laura everyday since that day. I'm haunted by the memory, forever. And I can do nothing about it."
"So, that's my short story. Thank you for listening!" I said to the group of teenagers in front of me, and then I bowed down. Laura hugged me and the teenagers applauded. Oh by the way, I'm in a charity event to raise money for book lovers who have no parents.
-the end-
P.S : I don't even know what I'm writing. But thanks for reading! Also, I apologise for the mistakes.