1 Missy The Vampire, Part 1: Mistake
"Missy!... Missy!" He called out, looking for the girl. His breath was noticeable from the cold night air. He called out again, his voice echoing along the buildings of the city. Brett walked down a nearby alley ready to go home when he heard another males scream. The screaming wasn't far and almost loud enough to be right behind him.
Brett quickly turned around, running out of the alley, back onto the abandoned streets.
"W-what are you doing?! Get off you freak!" The victim cried out more. Brett finally found where the screaming came from, but by the time he got there, he was a bit too late. The girl stood there, blood dripping down from her lips. There had been a body on the ground near her feet.
"Missy.. Is he-?" Brett stepped towards her, kneeling down and feeling for a pulse on the man. He was still alive, even though she took a lot of blood. Brett grabbed Missy's hand, bringing her out of the alley to a street corner light. He tilted her head back a little, separating her lips with his fingers enough for her to show him blood stained fangs.
Brett let go of her mouth; then pulling out a collar and leash. He slipped the collar around her neck, holding on the leash himself. Missy didn't try to resist, she had gotten her meal for the night and seemed content. She walked behind him and followed him to his house. She came up to his side, grabbing his hand gently. A light blush grew across Brett's cheeks as he let her hand go, continuing to go to his place. Her hand fell to her side as he let go, she lowered her eyes to the ground. Brett then glanced towards her and sighed.
"Missy... Did you take your blood tablets?"
She shook her head, "I don't like them.. They don't taste the same."
He stopped and turned around, facing her. "Missy, you know you should take those tablets, it controls your blood lust." His hands roughly grabbed her shoulders as he stared into her gray eyes.
She stared back with saddened eyes.
"Why don't you ever listen to me?! I can't keep being here for you! One day, I won't be here! Then what are you going to do?!"His voice was harsh and stung her heart sharply.
Missy's eyes watered up, she hated being yelled at, it made her feel like she was the only one to blame. She closed her eyes tightly to attempt to hold in her tears.
Brett realized he hurt her, he then hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry Missy... I didn't mean to get mad.."
Missy pushed away from his, staring at him with tears flowing down her cheeks.
"Your right Brett.. One day, you won't be here... Maybe you should just stop helping now.. Maybe it won't kill me inside if we just stop now."
He closed his eyes and sighed, pausing before opening them again.
Missy was gone.
He stepped forward, as if she was still there. Brett stared sadly at the spot she was at, then turning to the side.
"Missy!" He called out almost helplessly. "Missy.." His eyes watered up a little as he fell to his knees.
