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Someone to watch over me.

Chapter 7 – Careful what you wish for.

No One's POV

Tori for the next several days was tense and scared. Though Jade vanished from the alley, she remained terrified that the Goth Vampire would pop up and drag her to her doom. She even had several nightmares about it. She avoided taking her breaks in the alley since that night. She just didn't feel comfortable there. Instead she would just sit at an empty booth in the back of the restaurant. But even worse than the fear was the extreme hurt. She had fallen hard and her heart felt like it had been ripped out of her chest.

The fact that Jade had watched her without her knowing it, now creeped her out. She was afraid that Jade would do something.

But nothing happened. No phone calls, no texts, no Jade, no anything. But still she remained afraid of being secretly watched as she had before.

She gradually began to relax a bit, but most of the fear remained. More time past, a week, 2 weeks, than a whole month went past. After what she once thought was the happiest time of her life, Tori found herself in misery.

She was scared, nervous, lonely, depressed and a few more. That shadow out of the corner of her eye she used to catch, Tori hadn't seen it in some time. But still she wondered if Jade was watching. Jade had promised to leave her alone, but Tori severely doubted the word of a vampire.

She got her answer one cold night, just over a month after telling Jade to leave. It was late October and and Tori got off at her normal time of 4:00 Am. She put on her coat and started to walk to the bus stop. But not before pulling out her cross necklace that she wore every day.

She was about halfway to the bus stop when she heard a series of foot steps behind her. Part of her was sure it was Jade, so Tori spun around to see who was coming up behind her.

It wasn't Jade. It was a short stocky man with a scraggly beard. Before Tori could get one word out of her mouth the man ran up and punched her in the face. Tori saw stars and was pushed to the ground. At the same time she felt a tugging at her purse and a second later realized it had been pulled from her.

Tori quickly pulled herself off the ground and looked to see the man running off. In his hand was her purse. He just kept going and disappeared down the street.

Tori, half in shock fell back to the ground as she realized her purse had just been snatched. That purse contained her keys, wallet, phone, makeup, everything. It was all gone and now Tori didn't even have money for bus fare.

Unlike last time, there was no dark figure coming out of the shadows to rescue her. The man punched her, knocked her down, stole her purse and ran off. As Tori sat there, beginning to cry, she knew there was no doubt about it.

Jade was gone and she was alone. What she had wanted most was to be left alone. She thought that if she never saw Jade again she wouldn't be afraid. Now that she got her wish, not only did she realize she was nowhere near free from fear, she realized she had grown attached to having a protector.


As Tori now knew, Jade had kept her word and stayed away.. Not that she didn't want to see Tori, the only thing the heartbroken vampire wanted was to see Tori. But Tori didn't want to see her, so the only thing Jade could do was stay away. She didn't want to break her promise to Tori.

She retreated to her luxury penthouse apartment to nurse her wounds, both physical and emotional. For a month, Jade didn't even leave her apartment. Thanks to the fact that she owned a slaughter-house and had blood delivered daily, she had no need to leave. Jade just sat in her glass and steel tower, watching told movies or reading. Anything to distract her from the depression she was in the full grip of.

Jade had started to feel like she belonged nowhere. Not in the human world or in the vampire world. She slowly began to wonder if her existence had any meaning at all.

After a month, Jade felt no better and was starting to go a bit stir crazy. So she decided one cold night to just drive around. Part of her wanted to be bad, fuck humanity and hunt a human down. That part of her fed on the pain and misery she was in and took over.

She drove her mustang through a rundown section of Manhattan, looking for trouble. Eventually she spotted a pair of prostitutes on a street corner. Both where dressed in skimpy outfits and looked cheap as hell.

"Dead as hell" Jade muttered.

Jade had pulled over to the curb a little ways down the street and watched the pair. After a few minutes a pickup truck pulled up to the curb and when it pulled away, only one girl was left. She appeared to have long stringy blonde hair and was wearing a mini skirt and leather jacket.

Alone, she moved back into the shadows and sat down on garbage can.

A cruel smile appeared on Jade's face as she got out of the car. "Time for dinner."

Jade made her way about halfway to the woman, when she was could hear a car pulling up next to the curb. It was a rather nice looking silver Lexus and Jade realized that with her skirt, legging and jean jacket she may look like a streetwalker herself.

Suddenly an idea came to Jade's mind and that smile got just a bit crueler. Jade paused and glanced at the car for a moment then kept going. As the car slowly cruised up next to her, Jade put on a sexy walk. A second later she could hear the window roll down.

"Wanna party?" She heard the driver's voice say.

Jade stopped and looked back over that the driver. He appeared to be a man in his forties, well dressed with greying hair. Jade guessed he was a stockbroker or some banking executive. Jade also spotted a wedding ring on his finger.

"I don't know. What do you have in mind?" Jade said coyly.

"A little private party, just you and me." He said with a rather stupid grin.

"It will cost you. $120. I'm expensive but oh so worth it." Jade said in a rather seductive fashion. Jade knew there was a slight risk as he may be a cop. If he turned out to be one, she would just snap his neck.

He appeared to think for a moment and looked her over with a discerning eye. "You'd better be."

"Let me see the cash." Jade said as she stepped back.

The man pulled out his walled and flashed a wad of 20 dollar bills. "Well then Mr. you've got yourself a party."

Jade got in his car and smiled. "Meters running sugar. Let's go."

"I'm Gene." He said as he pulled away from the curb.

Jade noticed Gene didn't seem too nervous or scared. She quickly guessed this wasn't the first time Gene had partied with a lady of the night. Jade slowly ran her hand up Gene's leg. "Well Gene. Pleased to meet you. I'm Sara. Where are we going?"

"A little place we can be alone."

About 5 minutes later, Gene parked in the lot of a small fleabag motel in a 5 story building. It was one of those dirty, grimy places that rented by the hour. Everything about the place looked old and dirty. Jade followed Gene in the front door where he rented a room from the desk clerk.

Gene looked rather excited as he walked up the stairs to their room. Jade just smiled and waited for her moment. The room itself was unpleasant to say the least. With faded blue wall paper, stained burnt orange carpeting and a single double bed the place was far from five stars.

As soon as they were in, Gene walked into the room and started to undress. Jade walked up and said. "You just get undressed and in bed and I'll be out of the bathroom in a moment. You do have protection do you?"

Gene nodded and pulled a condom out of his wallet.

Jade went into the bathroom and stripped, but at the same time extended her fangs and turned her eyes blood-red. At the moment the human part of her was asleep, now she was only a vampire.

Jade came out of the bathroom to see that Gene had turned off the lights and gotten into bed. "All ready to go, honey." Jade purred.

"Yes. Come on. I paid good money for you. Let's see some action." He said with a note of impatience in his voice.

"Careful what you wish for, sugar. Cause you're about to get it." Jade said as she crawled onto the bed. Jade stroked his erect penis once and gave him a few kisses on his chest as she crawled slowly up the bed. The room wasn't pitch black and some light did spill into the room from the street. But Gene didn't see Jade's face until she had crawled up on top of him, straddling his chest.

With two gleaming white fangs and blood red eyes Jade laughed and grinned at her next meal. "I do know you don't believe in sanctity of marriage, but do you believe in vampires?"

Instantly Jade put one hand over his open mouth before he could scream and with her fangs not only punctured his neck, but ripped it open. Blood sprayed everywhere as the man tried to both scream and struggle. Jade then leaned over and lapped up the blood as it continued to flow out of his neck. In moments there was blood all over Gene, the bed and Jade. For an instant Vampire Jade reveled in the wonderful scene.

After a few moments Gene stopped struggling and Jade took a final sip of his blood as it continued to flow.

Still up on a bloodthirsty high Jade, who was still covered with blood, got out of the bed and slowly began to dance and sing.

There's a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed
There's a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed

Oh, you were a vampire
And baby, I'm the walking dead
Oh, you were a vampire
And baby, I'm the walking dead…

Jade then grabbed a knife from her purse and stabbed him in the chest and neck several times. That would make it look like a prostitute slashed him to death. Finishing up, Jade wiped the surface of everything she touched, threw her clothes over her blood covered body, stole his wallet and keys, then left. On her way out she encountered the rather shocked looking night clerk.

Jade leaned over the desk and hypnotized him. "The man you saw come in with me. When the police question you. You will swear to god that you saw him with a young muscle-bound man of about 17-18 years of age, with a short crew-cut. He was wearing jeans, a white t shirt and a denim jacket. He had an olive complexion and a rather roman type nose, but you didn't get too good a look at him as he seemed to avoid looking at you. You did not seem him leave and assumed he went out the back way. The dead man upstairs, you've seen him here twice before and each time it was in the company of a young man. You didn't get a good look at either of those two men either. I was never here. You never saw me. After I leave, you will wake up and forget I ever existed. Do you understand?"

The man nodded and Jade casually walked out the back way.

As she exited the hotel Jade said to herself. "Boy won't that man's wife be surprised." Jade knew it would be bad enough for the man's wife to know her husband was killed by a prostitute in a sleazy motel. Why not just make it that much more fun and say it was a male prostitute. She wanted someone else to feel a tenth of the pain she was feeling. Jade knew it was unbelievably cruel, but she also knew that she was unbelievably cruel

Jade hopped in Gene's car and drove it to a warehouse nearby she owned. Among the many business that Jade owned, one was a salvage yard. Within a few days that car and its contents would be crushed and on its way to be melted down. This wasn't the first time Jade had made a car vanish. The cops will assume it was stolen and sent to a chop shop where it was stripped for parts.

After ditching Gene's car, Jade made her way back to her car and drove home. As she parked in her underground garage, it crossed her mind that Tori would not approve of what she had just did. It almost made her feel guilty. Though she didn't feel guilty, Jade came down from her brief high she got from the kill. Once again she began to feel that overwhelming depression creep back into dark soul.

"Tori want's nothing to do with me. So it doesn't matter what I did. Nothing matters." Jade said feeling now just as depressed, lonely and heartbroken as she did hours ago.

The song Jade sings is Bloodletting by Concrete Blonde. I do not own the rights to that song. In any case it's a great song off a great album.