Living In Santa Carla, What The F?
I lay in the bed, hugging Laddie, he was snuggling his favorite teddy bear, nibbling it's ear. He didn't change, but I had. I had killed, (What the fuck?) I look around the eighty-year-old cave like hotel, it had been abandoned years ago by Santa Carla, and now was the home of the vampires that lived here. And now I had become one of them, I was scared, and yet, I felt so damn good, the killings I had taken part in, was the most amazing thing I had ever felt, and it was all thanks to David, his undead kiss was the best thing I've tasted. He gave me a gift, and I was forever grateful, but Aunt Maggie and Uncle Grant, what now? I had just moved in, and there was no turning back, if I was a vampire, I would protect them, if I die, it's for them. I picked up Laddie and covered his face with my leather jacket, the sun didn't burn him much, but it burned the crap out of me, I told him to keep it on, and run like hell, run to mommy and daddy, he was sleepy, and I woke up Star, she was also only half vampire, and I had to be sure Laddie would make it home, I watched Star and Laddie go, I felt a cold tear dance it's way down my pale skin, hanging onto my chin.
Be safe..
