I'm cursed. With what, you ask, a small portion of vampire blood that spreads through you like fire, if you ask AGAIN, the answer will be it isn't fun at ALL.

Nobody recognizes a vampire from a crowd. I mean, how could you? It's impossible! We blend right in and you never notice us. You're a bunch of ignorant hypocrites. Maybe hypocrite isn't the correct word, but let me say it this way: If you're afraid of blood or you want to sparkle, DO NOT BE A VAMPIRE. It's a job, you've got to hide every little thing and come up with an alibi for the smallest things like having allergies to your perfume/cologne when you really smell their blood.

I've exposed us. I am a backstabber and a cheat.

These were my only thoughts that day on stage.

He grabs my shoulder, "Eli, you can't do this. You're going to get yourself killed and I won't stand by that!"

I moved his hand, "You promised, though. You promised in front of everyone that I'D be your assistant since… well… You get the idea…"

"I won't let you." he pulled me in, choking me

"Darren, you know this is what I want! You wanted me to do it, why won't you let me!" I elbowed him in his ribcage in attempt to free myself and race to the stage, if I make it there, he won't be able to do anything to me.

"I won't let you!" he pounced on me as I waltzed out to stage. The crowd finally saw us. They gasped.

Two half vampires fighting to get on/off stage, that's not frightening.

"Darren let go!" I demanded, but he wouldn't "DARREN! WE'RE ON THE STAGE NOW."

He froze. The crowd stared at the monstrous display of fighting. We're out, might as well explain.

A girl shouted, "SEXUAL HARRASMENT!"

"NO! NO. I'm not being harassed!" I shouted, pushing Darren off me.

"Why don't you EXPLAIN what happened then, ELI?" Darren snarled, I flashed him a dirty look.

"Alright," I look at the crowd of 100-200 people. I swallow hard, all my memories flashed before my eyes. all my family I watched be killed before they got to me. All the lies and the secrets, the scandalous and the admirable. The fights we won and the battles we lost, the gain and the death. I wish I could take it back, take it all back and I'd still be in my room, lamenting about my pointless existence instead of sneaking out and seeing things I shouldn't have. I wouldn't have met Darren, I wouldn't have become a vampire, I wouldn't need to hide.

I take another breath and let the words roll off my tongue, "I am a vampire."