Rebecca has been living in Santa Carla for less than year after moving from the country. Hired on by Scott to assist him to help sell empty houses from the disappearances in the local area. After so long working together, Scott becomes interested in having a close relationship with his new assistant, Rebecca, but she doesn't feel the same. After getting into an arguement with him, Rebecca walks back home from work at night, when she bumps into a blonde man in a long black jacket.
"Pardon me, I'm so sorry." She saids.
He dosen't speak a word or seem angry at the situation. She continue walking, but couldn't overcome this strange vibe she got from the blonde stranger. She looks back, but he'd already disappeared somewhere in the darkness.
A few days later, her phone rings...
"Hello...?"
"Hey, it's Scott."
"Oh, hi Scott. How are you?"
"I'm good. I was calling to ask if you wanted to join me on the boardwalk this evening."
"Scott, I already told you. I'm not interested in a relationship. I'm sorry."
"I know. It don't have to be a date. I thought it would be a good way to discuss company business. I have great ideas. We'll have fresh air and can eat at a food stand. It'll be strictly business only, I swear. What'd you say?"
"Alright, business only. I'll see you at the entrance way."
"Okay, bye."
"Bye."
hangs up*
At the entrance of the beach boardwalk, Scott finds her and they make their way in, watching all the people having fun, riding rides and laughing. Scott discusses his ideas on how to sell the empty houses quicker by attracting citizens outside of town or making advertising boards.
Then... something far across the way, she sees the same blonde stranger that she'd bump into the other night, he was staring in her direction from the other side of a amusement ride with a daring look in his eyes until the ride blocked her view of him and he disappeared when the area came back into view.
"Rebecca? Are you alright?"
"Hm?... Yes, I'm fine."
"You look like you saw a ghost."
"It was nothing."
But she was very aware it was something, or someone there. They was more about this blonde stranger that made her curiosity flair. The more the evening got later, the more this blonde stranger was nagging at her mind. She wanted to find him, maybe just to talk. She thought of an excuse to get away from Scott to look for this mysterious being.
"I'm kinda thirsty. How about you? Do you want something to drink?"
"Yea, which stand should we go to?"
"Don't worry, I'll go and get it. You can wait here. You want a soda?"
"Just get me fruit punch, please."
"Okay, wait here. I'll be right back."
"Here take some cash."
"It's okay. I got it."
"Alright, I'll wait here by this... um... clown. Maybe not, I'll be by the..."
she walks away* "I'll be back."
whisper to himself* "She's acting awfully strange tonight. "
Walking around a corner, getting out of Scott's veiw of her, she wondered in the same direction where she saw the blonde stranger. She walked around several times until she admitted failure in her search, she retreats to a food stand and drops her money on the ground. She bends down to retrieve her money when a pair of leather boots and pants stepped closer. She looks up to see the same blonde stranger, who she been searching for earlier. He leaned against the food with one shoulder, looking down at her. His tall blond hair was combed, waering a long black jacket, giving her a crooked smile as he study her. She retrieves her money from the ground and stood back up, looking into his daring eyes that never left the sight of her
"You should be more careful."
He said with his smooth voice.
"With what? I don't need to take advices from... hotshots like you."
His raised one eyebrow with amusement and laughed silently to himself.
"That's a rude way of talking to someone of who you've been stalking."
"I wasn't stalking you. More like, you was stalking me since I bumped into you. You should let that go. It was an accident."
"No hard feelings were taken"
"So what do you want?"
He shooked his head, before answering.
"No reason." He smiled.
He was putting off the some uneasy vibe she felt before, making her nervous to be around him. He probably dress this way to play a role of a tough guy, just to scare people. Supposedly, it works for him. He also was the mysterious, dangerous and daring type that makes guys want to challenge him and the type of guy women would be attractive to, which is the same route she was going.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"What's your?"
"I asked you first."
She remains quiet, not answering him.
"Come on... What's the harm in a name?"
"Rebecca." She finally answered.
"Well, Rebecca. I'm David... So... you like hanging out with that pal of yours?"
"Yea, we're on a date." She lied.
He laughed silently to himself again.
"Sure." He said with disbelief in his voice.
He turns his back and walked away, headed down some stairs to a parking lot. She walks to the edge and watch him as he got on a Harley motorcycle and started the motor. He seem to know what he was doing to her. He turned his head, seeing her still watching him and gave her the same crooked smile as before. He nod his head in asking her to ride along. She felt drawn to him and without putting much thought into her decision, she walks off the boardwalk and sat behind him on his motorcycle. He raced the motor and took off down his path. She held onto his side for support and looked behind her to see Scott standing at the edge of the boardwalk, watching her abandon him as she leaves with another man on his motorcycle.
Scott whispers to himself.
"What have you done?"
Several minutes pasts by, as they ride through the city and into the country side.
"Where are we going?" She ask, raising her voice over the motor.
He remain silent, only answering her question when they finally arrived to their destination. Their path ends next to the woods, peaking over a private beach where two people was enjoying the night, making love with each other on the sand.
"Here we are." He said.
This was strange to stop and just spy a couple, so she thought. He waited for her to hop off, then parked his motorcycle before getting off himself.
He walks closer to get a better view of the people down below, follow by Rebecca walking up to him, studying his what might be going through his mind.
"What are we doing here?" She whispers.
He twists her question around and saids...
"Do you believe in vampires?"
"What? Vampires? That's just fairytales." She said.
"What if I say, you're whole life is a lie"
"Get for real. There's no such thing as vampires. I figured a guy like you wouldn't believe in such childish things." She laughed.
She found no sense of humor in him, only a dead, cold, serious look in his eyes that made her feel more uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." she said.
In a quick flash, David disappeared in a blur right in front of her that made her jump out of fright. Scared and uncertain of what just happened. She looked all around her to find him, but only found his motorcycle near by. A branch cracked in the trees, making her jumped again in fright. She turned to see him standing on the strongest branch, high up in the tree.
"Who said fairytales are not true." He scolded.
David quickly flys out from the tree and attack the couple on the beach as they screamed. Sounds of cracking and gushing could be heard. Rebecca becomes terrified at the sight and runs into the woods as an escape, frighten he might attack her next. Could it be the reason why he brought her here in the first place? David quickly flys over her and landed on his feet in her path. The moonlight shined on him that revealed his vampire facial features. He was more terrifying looking with his brow and cheek bones more sharper and his blue eyes changed to a firy color with sharp fangs extended past his lips. He walked closer to her, while she step backwards.
"Do you believe in vampires now? Or do you think you're dreaming?" He ask.
"You're the one causing all those disappearances."
"I must feed on their blood." He tells her.
Still walking closer to her, she continues to walk backwards and falls on the ground. He steps into the shadows and back into the moonlight, seeing his face resorted back to its normal features.
"Ask yourself this... How long can you stand a short mortal life?" He ask.
He kneels in front of her and lays a hand on her cheek, putting her into a deep sleep before she could speak.
She wakes up the next morning in her apartment, laying above the covers on her bed, with no memory of how she got there. Suddenly the phone rings and she slowly raises up, daze and confused. She finally manages to get out of bed and answer the phone.
"Hello..."
She answer softly, holding her head with the other hand.
"Hey, it's me Scott. I been calling you all morning. Why haven't you been answering your phone?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't hear it. I'm kinda out of it this morning."
"Maybe, if you wasn't out partying with that punk. You've would be better off."
"What?... Punk?... What are you talking... Oh! Scott, I'm sorry. You see, I didn't mean to..."
"Never mind. Just forget it. Just get yourself over here. You're late for work."
"Alright. Give me one hour."
"See you then."
"Bye."
hangs up*
She rubs her eyes and decide to take a quick shower to help wake her up. As she stood there under the running water, she'd try to collect her memory of everything that happened last night. She remembers now... her mysterious friend name David was a vampire. This was still hard to believe, but she knows what she saw. What was once a fictional tale, now became a reality. Vampires do live amongst us.
After one hour...
She makes it into work and sits at her desk and push all her papers to the side. Scott then walks in and sits on the corner of her desk.
"Sorry, I'm late." She saids.
"You're here now... tell me... why did you leave with that man on that motorcycle? Was I not good enough?"
She quickly thinks of an excuse to tease him with.
"Maybe, I wanted to make you jealous. You know... seeing a girl riding with a hot guy on his motorcycle would make man jealous.
She said this because she knew it would make him mad, knowing he had feelings for her.
"That man is bad news. You need to stay away from him." He said with a strong tone in his voice.
"Don't be so quick to judge him, just because of he's dress and rides a motorcycle. You don't know anything about him." She said.
"... and neither do you! I wouldn't care if he drinks at the bar and knock over mailboxes like some criminal, but there's more to him than what you know."
"Like what?"
"Just trust me... Stay away from him. He's luring you into a trap. Can't you see that?"
She stayed quiet, showed no signs of backing down. Staring at him hard until she won. In his defeat, Scott broke his gaze from her.
"I'm going to get coffee."
He saids and stands up from her desk, leaving her be as he walked out amd headed to the break room.
A week goes by and no sign of David...
She couldn't help but to think how her lifestyle was so dull with the same routine over and over. She thought maybe David could be her key to an adventure, but could she handle the danger that he'll bring? With her mind set, each night she would walk onto the beach boardwalk to find him, but had no luck. Then one day, on her way home after dark, the rain starts to pour, making her completely soak from not having an umbrella. Out in the distance, she recognize another individual walking in the rain. It was David. She could tell by his blonde hair and body shape. He walked past a building and out of her sight. In her efforts, she runs to catch up with him but when she finally catches up at the corner, she all around her to see where he might be. The street and alley ways were empty and no sign David anywhere.
In her last hope, she shouts outloud for him.
"David!... Show yourself!... I know it's you... Where are you?... I just want to see you again."
Moments later, David finally reveals himself to her as he step out from the shadows, across the street.
"You could never be what I am." He saids.
"So why didn't you killed me?"
He hesitates before answering.
"I like you, kid... Take care."
"Will I ever see you again?" She ask.
He takes a puff from his cigarette and blows smoke from his lips. When a large truck blocks her view of him and he disappears out of sight after the truck reveal the scene.
