Telltale Vampire

by Flare-TheBurningFlame

This is my story. The story of how I became a vampire. My name is Wisteria Youngblood. I was a normal girl till that night. The night I met Lestant, the gorgeous charming vampire extrodinare. The bastard that took my life. I vowed I would kill him. Then...in my darkest hour...he saved me. Louis. My Louy. THIS IS BASED OFF INTERVEIW WITH A VAMPIRE BY ANN RICE! I OWN NOTHING!

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Darkness

Pain. Darkness. An overwehlming sense of regret. Thats all I am feeling as the devilishly handsom stranger sinks his teeth into my neck. But they're not just teeth. They're fangs. I feel his cold sharp fangs peirce the skin on the side of my neck, and I instantly scream in agony as his burning venom is poured into me.

My limbs shake and my chest heaves as I struggle to breath, but my body is slowly shutting down. The strangest thing is, is that the vampire is actually trying to be gentle as he slowly kills me. His soft hands stroke my hair and down my back and I can't help but shiver. I am vaugly aware of the fact I am several feet in the air, my feet dangling limply.

It felt like I was suspended in pain for years, but its only a few minutes. the vampire pulls back, his perfect pearly white teeth gleaming and dripping with blod and he smiles at me and flips a stand of his golden hair out of his face. "Well...that was...exilerating." he laughed and let go of my arms, which he had pinned down my sides, and I started to fall.

I free falled for several minutes then hit the ground with a sickening thud. I stare up at him, my grren eyes blurry and unfocused. My eyes stare pleadingly at him, begging for death, begging for the pain to end, begging for darkness. but it never comes.

The vampire, whos name was Lestatt, tilted his head at me, eyes going black. He wore an old fanshioned get up. Like, back in the 1700s. A long sleeved white button up shirt(un buttoned a bit to show his chest in a teasing way), with a black vest and black pants and dress shoes. His golden hair hang dowm in his eyes and his lips were twisted in a cruel and hungry smile. I maon, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Shh...hush pet. Do not cry. It'll all be over soon. I promise." he purred, stroking my flaming red hair. He gently picked me up bridal style and the last thing I saw before I was finally consumed by darkness was his cruel bloodstain smile. Heaven help me!

A/N: Look I know its kinda short, but this is a one shot and it might turn into somehing more. It depends. I actually typed this out during study hall. xP