I couldn't help it :)
I carefully walked through the partying people, trying not to draw any attention to myself. Not yet. I watched the young adolescents moving as one on the dance floor. I needed to find my food. Fast. I could feel the cold spreading through my body quickly. My fingers were blue from the lack of blood. I could feel the veins in my neck coming up as I smelled all the body fluids in this house.
It was then I picked up the sweetest scent. Exactly the thing I'd been looking for. The scent. Only a few people had it. 1 in a thousand or something. It was the best thing in the world. Other blood satisfied me too, but this special kind was enough to make me look like a human for three months. It was amazing stuff.
I started searching, getting more desperate now I finally found what I'd been look for. I always wanted the best. I never took anything less. It was easy enough to just grab a random person and take the life out of him or her, just to get rid of that nagging feeling called thirst. But that only satisfied me for, what was it, a week or something. It was never enough though, I needed the blood with the scent. That was good. That satisfied me. That made me look awesome, secure. Nothing else was good enough.
I spotted her, dancing with three guys. Or rather, she was dancing and the guys were fighting each other for a place next to her. I would've laughed if I had been in a better mood. If I hadn't been this thirsty. She had blonde curly hair and large baby blue eyes. She had a cute little nose and full lips. She was beautiful. Such a shame she was going to die.
I caught her eye and flashed her a smile. She looked down shyly and glanced at me from under her long eyelashes, but she never stopped dancing, as if she thought she was seducing me. Silly girl. She bit her lip as she looked up at me again and spun around, to show off her ass. I chuckled, wondering how humans could be so stupid. She obviously thought I was impressed and started smiling too.
Now I knew she would do whatever for me, I was getting impatient again. I was thirsty, irritated and in a rush. I had… ten minutes to feed, before I had to get on stage. So I winked at the girl and nodded towards the bedrooms, knowing she would follow me. And indeed she did, without one look back at the three guys dancing around her, she walked up to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and guided her to the first empty bedroom, feeling the jealous stares of the three losers in my back.
She giggled as I opened the door and gently pushed her inside. I closed and locked the door behind me and before I could turn around she'd pressed herself against me, kissing me. From there it was too easy. I kissed her back for a few minutes and then turned us around, pushing her against the door with a little more force than needed. She gasped, but didn't really seem to mind and went in for a kiss again, but I pulled away and went for her neck. She moaned when she felt my teeth grazing over her skin, looking for her pulse point. So clueless…
I bit down, sinking my fangs deep into her skin. It was such a beautiful feeling, her blood flowing into the veins that connected my fangs to my heart. As soon as she realized what was happening she started screaming for help and tried to fight me off. But it was no use. This was exactly why I did these things at parties. No one thought something weird of it when a boy took a girl to a bedroom. No one heard the screams above the loud music. No one would go look for her until the morning, giving me more than enough time to leave. It was perfect.
I felt her strength decrease quickly and a minute later I could no longer hear her heart beating. She was dead. I hoisted the body over my shoulder and went over to the bed, before dropping it on the ground and pushing it under the bed. That was going to be a nice surprise for the owner of this room.
I quickly left, making sure no one saw me leave and went to the bathroom. One look in the mirror told me everything I needed to know. I looked good again. More human. My face wasn't white anymore and my fingers were alive again. Amazing what blood could do. I studied my face, looking how two, thick blue veins slowly disappeared into my body. They went from the corners of my mouth, down to my neck and chest where they got together on the place where my heart was. That was where I needed the human blood. It went directly from my fangs into those veins to my heart. From there it was transported to the rest of my body. I could survive on this blood for a certain amount of time, and then my venom would slowly break it down. That was when I got hungry again.
I didn't need blood as food. It was my air. Without it my body would slowly die, starting with my fingers and toes, until my heart didn't have any more blood to pump through my body and would stop beating. It always started with the cold though. My skin would feel like ice for a human, all due to the lack of blood. Which was why I stole the blood of a human. I could live on that for a while, before the poison in my veins would kill the human cells.
For the rest I was like a human. I needed food and water, though less regularly than a normal person. Once meal a day and two, maybe three glasses of water were more than enough. I needed oxygen, I peed and had every other normal human quality.
Except that I couldn't die. If I kept drinking blood, I would live forever. Well, maybe not forever. I would start aging as soon as I became a father. But that was a story for later concern.
When I deemed myself presentable again I went back into the room and searched for the hostess. I still had to do something else here. "Hi, Kelly," I said when I found her.
"Kendall! Just on time, c'mon, people are waiting for your performance," She told me and pulled me towards the stage that was set up against the back wall of the room. She climbed upon it while I waited patiently at the side. It wasn't like I had to do anything better. I was good now. This was my job after all.
The music was turned off and Kelly grabbed the microphone. "Alright, guys! It's finally time for our guest performance of tonight!" The crowd cheered and Kelly smiled at them. "Here's Kendall Knight!"
Yep, that's me. Kendall Knight. America's fast rising star. Hottest guy of the year 2010. Multi-millionaire. Vampire.
I walked to the center of the stage and gave a little wave at the people below me before sitting down on the stool behind the microphone. The boys and girls were still cheering and shouting and only stopped when the music started.
While I waited for my cue to begin I looked over the partying young adults. I felt like I was missing out on something important. It didn't have something to do with them... No, it did, just something that was more interesting for me than for the humans.
I could still smell the scent.
It wasn't quite as strong as before. That was because I was already full and didn't need anymore, but still... This was different. I never had to meals on the same night, that made me nauseous, but the idea of having the other human with the scent was... interesting. I mean, if you just ate your favorite food, but then someone gave you another plate, you wouldn't turn it down, right?
And this time, he or she smelled even better than the curly blonde. It was weird, because ten minutes ago I had two persons with the scent in one room and I didn't notice anything, but now that the girl was out of the way, I could smell the other human so good. It was so much better than the girl had been.
I don't know why you always get so insecure.
As I started singing I also scanned the crowd, locking eyes with every person individually. I had no luck in the first three rows. How lucky was I? I got to feed myself another time tonight. That was a first. Never before had this occurred. Two people with the scent, with the sweet tasting blood and the soft skin.
Even if I didn't use my nose, I could almost always recognize the humans with the scent. They were often blonde and so far everyone of them had a heart shaped face. The last thing was that they always had a soft skin. No matter what size or shape, black or white, their skin was soft, like velvet or satin.
You're my cover, cover girl.
No luck in the last view rows either. I frowned, trying to figure out how that was possible. I always found the scent. No matter how much people were around him or her. If I caught their eyes, I could instantly see if it was the person I was looking for or not. The personal smell of that human would get stronger and I was able to recognize it. I must have missed someone.
But I didn't. I had checked everyone, it was impossible I made a mistake. That had never happened before. Huh, that's the second time tonight...
It's what underneath the skin, beauty that shines within.
Then I saw the lost person I was looking for. He was sitting on the ground in the corner on the other side of the room. He'd pulled his knees up to his chest and was sipping from what seemed to be coke. He was definitely far younger than the other humans here. Everyone was at least eighteen, while he looked like he couldn't be above sixteen. Not that I cared, I just wanted his blood. His delicious, warm blood. It didn't matter what age my food was, although I prefered an adult above a baby or child anytime. They just had more blood.
And you wear baggy clothes to camouflage your shape.
Well that was true. He didn't look like a son of some rich and wealthy landlord, no, far from that. His clothes were dirty and he looked too skinny than good for him was. He probably was here to spend the night, since he didn't look much better than the hustlers on the street corners. I wondered what happened to him that caused him to live on the streets.
Whoa, but you know that I love you, just the way you're made.
The young boy moved his head until his cheek was lying on his knees, his face turned towards me. He didn't look happy at all. He blushed when he noticed I was looking at him, but didn't take his eyes off me. His eyes sparkled with this weird curiosity and nervousness. It was like he wanted to get up and walk over to me, but at the same time knew that was dangerous and he should get the hell out of here now if he didn't want to die a painful dead. Instead, he just sat there and did neither. He calmly watched me sing, while sipping some more from his coke and just sitting there.
I would do anything to make you smile.
Surprisingly, the boy smiled. It was small, but his whole face lit up when he did it. Like when the sun appeared from behind the clouds.
Sunshine.
He looked like sunshine. I grinned back at him, making him blush again. The red color never faded from his cheeks while I finished the song and took the applause. I couldn't wait until all those stupid humans would leave me alone so I could go find Sunshine. Somewhere I thought it was a pity to kill him, but that smell...
I thing you could compare this to a flower in the ground. You knew that if you took it out of the ground it would die, but you really wanted to take it because it was a beautiful flower.
I finally found the humans go back to the dance floor and I could go find my flower. Easy enough, since he was still sitting in his corner. I grabbed two beers from a guy and ignored his protests while walking towards the boy. I had to figure out a strategy. Getting a girl alone was easy enough, they didn't suspect a thing. They willingly followed me to an empty room. After all, I was Kendall Knight. They would instantly reach the top of their personal social ladder when they could tell they slept with me. Not that I ever let it come that far.
Boys however, they were reluctant. I never felt too good to kiss a boy, but somehow the human was always a bit more cautious. A boy didn't want to be caught doing certain stuff with another guy. Afraid their friends would turn their backs on him, or his girlfriend would break up with him or his parents would find out and kick him out of their house. They had plenty of reasons not to fool around with a boy. Even if they weren't gay, most of them fell for my charm. After all, I was a vampire.
"Hey," I said when I reached him. "Do you mind if I sit with you for a while? I'm getting sick if I've to face anymore people."
"S-sure," He muttered, not even looking up to see me.
"Great." I sat down next to him and gave him the other beer. He took it, but put the bottle down next to him without looking at it and then stared ahead of him again. "So, how did you get here?" I asked him after a few minutes of silence.
"My s-sister brought me," He told me nervously.
"Why? You obviously don't want to be here," I said. I had to admit, I was confused. This boy wasn't old enough to do stuff like this, why would his sister bring him then? It didn't make sense to take him to a party like this, with loads of horny, drunk guys who won't give a shit he was a boy and just fucked him, because they wanted a fuck. Or beat him, because he wouldn't fight back. Or eat him, because he smelled delicious...
I thought girls were more responsible.
"Because I c-couldn't go anywhere else," He said as if it was obvious. And maybe it was.
"I see. And how old are you exactly?"
"18"
Yeah, right. "If you're eighteen I am a thousand and ten years old." This was actually true. I was born somewhere in the years thousand, which meant I was now 1010 or 1011 years old. I wasn't really sure yet.
He chuckled and looked up at me with the biggest brown eyes I'd ever seen. I raised my eyebrows in surprise, they were strangely… familiar. "It's none of your business how old I am," He said. It was the first time I heard him say a full sentence without stuttering.
I laughed. "Alright then, 18 year old. Tell me your name."
"Logan."
"Why hello, Logan. I'm-"
"Kendall Knight. 22. Music star. Yeah, I know," He mumbled. If it wasn't for my sensitive hearing I wouldn't have heard it. "I liked the s-song you sang earlier."
And there was the stutter. "Thank you," I said. "It's nice to hear that from a guy every once in a while."
"W-what do you mean?"
"That most of my fans are girls and that I like it some boys listen to my music too." I explained.
"You're w-welcome."
We sat there in silence for a few minutes, watching the other people dancing, making out and even going further than that. I was thinking of what I should do next. I didn't want this to last too long. I was tired, I wanted to go home and have some fun with James and Carlos before going to sleep. And somehow, I felt a little sympathy for the small boy next to me. I didn't want him to suffer too long. It was a lot more ethical to make it quick for him. "How about you come dance with me?"
"I c-can't dance," He muttered and his cheeks tinted red again.
I smirked and got on my legs again. "Luckily, I'm good enough for two people. Now get on those legs, mister," I commanded and held out a hand.
He looked up at me, before hesitantly placing his hand in mine and letting me pull him up. Only I didn't let go of his hand when he was on his feet. I used it to pull him onto the dance floor without losing him in the crowd. Not that I wouldn't find him if I did, it was just unnecessary.
I turned around to face him as the song changed. I smirked and he blushed when he realized what the slow and softer music meant. I pulled him closer by his hand and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. He lightly draped his around my waist. He looked anywhere but at me as we swayed together on the music. He stumbled over his own feet and mine a few times, but managed to stay upright by grasping onto me. Something I didn't mind at all. It was all… kinda cute.
But he smelled so good. He was so much closer to me than before and his delicious smell was filling my nostrils. Feeling his warm skin and his blood pulsating under it wasn't really helping my condition either. I had to have him. Never before was the desire to drink someone's blood this big. It wasn't a matter of wanting anymore. I needed him. I just knew, that if I didn't take him tonight I would never be satisfied with anyone again. I would always wonder if he would've been better than that unnamed person was.
Luckily I had no intentions of letting him escape. Not that that was possible anyway. His scent was too strong. I was way faster and stronger than him. He couldn't run away or escape me once I had a hold on him. It was so great to be a vampire.
"Let's get out of here," I muttered in his ear, before softly sucking on his earlobe to show him what I was –fake- planning on doing. It was far from what I really wanted. I wanted to eat. Him.
His breath hitched and his heart started racing, but didn't try to stop me and let me pull him away to the bedrooms. I wondered why he was so easy. I barely said something to him and he just let me have my way with him. He was either really masochistic or scared shitless. I would bet on the last. I skipped the bedroom where I sucked the girl's blood. I didn't really feel comfortable with a dead body in the room. Even if I killed it myself.
I released his hand to put it on his lower back and softly, but forcefully, push him inside. Now that this was nearing its end I was getting excited. I wanted to know what he tasted like. It felt a little like a déjà vu as I closed and locked the door again, except that Logan wasn't so eager to throw himself at me.
He was nervously standing in the middle of the room, looking at everything I did. I slowly walked up to him, causing him to back away from me until his back hit the wall and he couldn't get away from me any further. I closed the gap between us and put my hands on his hips as I leaned forward again. "Just relax. This will all be over soon."
He whimpered when he felt my lips on his neck, slowly kissing upwards to his mouth. It was incredibly tempting to just bite down and kill him, but somehow I wanted him to relax first. I wanted his dead to be comfortable, or at least less painful than other times. I figured it was the least I could do, since he was going to –unwillingly- give me the best smelling blood ever.
I reached his lips and softly started to kiss him, not really surprised when he didn't kiss me back immediately. I could tell he hadn't really done this before. Not often anyway. Still, I got him to respond. He began kissing me back after a minute or so, letting a little bit of the tension flow away.
I gently pried his lips apart with my tongue, resulting in him gasping and open up wider. I teased him a little, trying to get him to react to me. He did and moved his tongue with mine. I smiled into the kiss as I felt him losing himself in the kiss, like how it was supposed to go.
I pulled away and went back to his neck, placing a few kisses on the area around his ear before going lower to his pulse point. He let out a quiet moan and put his head on my shoulder, to give me more space. Finally I opened my mouth and started searching for the place with the most heat, all the while teasing him with my scraping teeth.
I found his pulse point quickly and softly kissed it to mark it, before turning my head back up to his ear and doing something I'd never done before. "I'm sorry," I whispered.
I didn't give him the time to respond in any way and quickly bit down on the place I just marked.
He tasted so good.
This was by far the best blood I ever tasted. It was sweeter than sugar, warm like chocolate milk and thick as a milkshake. It gave me the feeling I was filled, that I had enough blood for the rest of my life. It made me feel warm inside. My vision got sharper and my sense of smell got stronger. It made me feel completer than I'd ever felt.
It was then I realized it was strangely silent in the room. There was no screaming, no banging against the wall from a body that was trying to get out of my hold. The only noise was the sound of a heartbeat that was rapidly slowing down. Logan wasn't struggling. He wasn't screaming. He was passively waiting for his dead, the only sign he was still conscious the tears that steadily dripped on my shirt.
He was letting me do this. For the first time in my thousand years a human wasn't fighting for his or her life.
But his blood was so good. I couldn't let him go, that would be a waste. Besides, another vampire would find him and kill him. He was too good to be killed.
And that was when I pulled away. A brilliant plan forming itself in my overactive brain. I didn't have to kill him. I could just take him. His blood was too good to drink all in once or to give to another vampire. So what if I kept him?
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