HUMAN

So many people. Everywhere. Haven't you noticed? Every bus stop, sidewalk and shop even the countryside littered with bloody people. Each one just as tempting as the last. The burly muscle builders, the thin emotional types, the totally normal people…oh God I am so weak. Every one of them is testing my self-control to the extreme and causing me to twitch and jerk my limbs around when one brushed their sweet skin against mine.

So this was what hell was like. A throbbing nightclub: lasers, pounding music and these writhing humans everywhere. Occasionally one of the males would come over to me and offer me a drink. I would smile back and say I was fine thank you.

I was here for one reason only, or else I never would have even ventured into the city. I could see my partner, Darrin from the other side of the club, eyes glinting in the dark, nodding slowly at me.

Another male walked up to me and sat down next to me at the bar. He is very handsome, not anything compared to us but still attractive. I smiled at him and crossed my legs, making sure that my short, clingy grey dress rode up just a little at the leg. His eyes popped as my pale skin revealed itself slightly. He smirked and looked up at my face, taking in my body before reaching my eyes. I leaned forwards and whispered something crude into his ear gently brushing my lips against his earlobe. He shivered and nodded, taking my hand. I always lead the way.

Outside, the cold air whipped around my bare legs but I couldn't feel it. All I could feel was the pounding in my head and the crunching of my knuckles as I clenched my fists tightly.

I walk down the deserted alleyway that nobody would dare venture down because it's know as the 'rape street' of the town. I pulled his collar and backed him into the cold wet alleyway wall. It was long, high and dark, so no chance of escape. I pressed his back into the wall and saw the fire light in his bleary, drunken eyes.

He leaned forwards and captured my lips in his. I sighed, they always did this. I kissed down his jaw line. I reached his neck and trailed my cold lips up his warm throat. His heartbeat was erratic, his throat was throbbing. I kissed his skin gently before whispering I'm sorry. I opened my mouth wide and my teeth elongated into long, pearly fangs and I dug my head into his awaiting veins quickly. He screeched for a second before I pushed my sharp points into his voice box – a trick I had picked up from Darrin. He was silenced and he thrashed around in my steel grip. His arms gripped mine and began to pull them apart. I dug my fingernails into his arms and felt his throat tighten as he tried to scream. I relished in the smooth, delicious red liquid that coursed down my throat. He tasted smooth, but with an alcoholic tang to it that made my nose wrinkle. But at least he tasted better than the females, who tasted bitterly sweet and rich compared to the thinner blood of the males. Darrin preferred the blood of the females, but I supposed he liked the view of the dying human better than draining a male.

His straining and thrashing was slowing down and I could feel his thin blood weakening in my mouth. His fingers were grasping at my hair and pulling slightly.

The male squirmed faintly a last time and I felt the last drop of blood slid down my throat. I released him and dropped him gently to the floor. I wiped my mouth, disgusted with myself. My fangs retracted and I grimaced at the feeling. I did as Darrin instructed after we had fed and smothered the body in petroleum from a canister he had stowed in the alleyway the previous day. I slopped the liquid over the body and made sure everywhere was covered before removing a packet of matches from my pocket. I lit the short stick and threw it down onto the body, turning away from the horrific scene. I made sure that my outfit had no blood on it and strolled to the end of the alleyway, where Darrin was waiting, with his hand held out to me.

I took it and he linked my arm and we began walking back to our home. I didn't say anything; I was quite disturbed by what I had just done.

"You did good love," he whispered, kissing my hair. I smiled and sighed slightly.

"I feel dirty."

"But you feel better now, right? You could be around humans now?"

I nodded and leant my head against Darrin's shoulder. "You get anyone tonight?"

"A few girls, they seemed to like me."

"I bet they did!" I said, suggestively. We were just turning the corner of the alleyway and back towards our apartment.

"My eyes are only for you."

I smirked. "Good."

"How was your first time?" he asked.

"Well, I feel awful. But I feel satiated."

"Same again tomorrow?"

"Does this life just include sleeping in the day and partying all night?" I wondered.

"Most defiantly."

I smiled and touched my fingers to my neck, feeling the rigid areas where Darrin had bitten me.

"I'm grateful you didn't drain me by the way."

"That's ok love."

"Let's go home, I'm tired."

"For vampires we are incredibly normal." He said, laughing.

"We may as well be humans." I muttered.

"Eh, we're all the same really. Except we drink blood, they just spill it."

"How wasteful."

"Indeed."