This was why I loved being a vampire. The speed, the senses, the beauty. Yeah, the appetite wasn't exactly appealing at first, but after I figured out that if I choose the right person, I wouldn't mind one bit. The memory was pretty nice, too. It'd be great if I could forget my past though. I guess that's one piece of torture I get for the wrongs I've done.
I smirked under my helmet as we blurred down the highway. We were ten minutes from Port Angeles. I slowed down as we approached a cop who had pulled over a drunk driver. I could tell he was drunk, I'm surprised the man didn't keel over from alcohol poisoning.
Bella shifted behind me, loosening her arms slightly as I slowed from one-fifty, to seventy-five. Once we were out of the cop's eyesight I sped up just a little since we were almost to town.
I pulled up to the run down bar that we were going to eat at, and shut my bike off.
"We're eating here?" Bella asked me incredulously as she placed her helmet on the seat. She ran her fingers through her hair to straighten it.
"No, we're eating across the street at Alpa de Alleyway. Of course you're eating here. You need the meet, and a little bit of alcohol won't hurt." I told her, rolling my eyes. She sighed in defeat, and followed me into the joint.
I pushed the door open to a short, smokey corridor. The noise of boisterous laughter, fighting, and caterwauls grew as we closed in on the door that led to the bar. The pungent smell of alcohol, vomit, cooking meat, blood, and sex was intense. I loved it.
Bella followed me into the bar, keeping her head low as not to bring attention to herself. Not that she needed too, all the attention was on me. I smirked dangerously at the bar tender who stared at my chest openly.
"Two vodka bottles, please." I said as I tossed a twenty to him. His eyes were still glued to my breast as he pulled out two tall, thick-cut glass bottles of my choice of poison. I pointed Bella to the boot in the far back corner and we sat there out of the sight of the crowd and I poured Izzy half a shot of vodka. She stared at it, then at me, then back to the clear liquid.
"I thought you were kidding." she said finally. I burst out into laughter.
"I don't kid about breaking rules, Iz." I told her, "Now drink it, you need a little intoxication. I'll drink with you, if you want."
"I'm not going to drink it, Liz." she told me. I cocked a brow.
"Do you think I give a damn about what you want?" I shot back. She pursed her lips, and pushed the small glass away from her. I narrowed my eyes at her, but I let it slide for now. I still have a month to get her to drink. I took a swig straight from the bottle.
Now, it has taken me nearly all of my vampiric existence to re-acquire the taste for alcoholic drinks. I usually just mix it with my blood. This is why I usually hunt around pubs, bars, and nightclubs. Easy pickings for alcohol-spiked blood. Now, I can drink beer, vodka, whiskey, and sometimes wine straight up without a drop of blood.
I feel slightly buzzed after months of accumulating the intoxicating liquids. That's when I know to stop for a while because I have figured out that alcohol and drive a vampire into a crazy bloodlust rampage. That was the cause of the great massacre in Neoshawaa, Kansas when I drank a little too much.
But, I have learned from past mistakes, and am improving. Strange thing about alcohol, though, unlike human food and other drinks, alcohol taste incredible. Almost like blood, but not as...bloody. More pungent with a bite.
So, now I can fit better in a bar or nightclub scene, unlike other vampires, who wait outside for the stumbling prey because they can't enter a bar without looking strange because they don't order a drink or two and actually drink it.
We were there for thirty minutes. I had finished the bottle off by then. That's when I spied dinner with my little red eyes. He was really drunk. I gave Bella a look before I followed him out to the parking lot.
He stumbled and vomited over the asphalt. That's when I struck. I snapped his neck and brought it to my lips. I drained him in minutes. I licked the remaining blood off my lips as I toted the dry corpse to the ditch where I buried him in the sludge, never to be found. Or, at least, found when he's only bone.
I made sure my clothes were blood-free, and neat before I re-entered the bar. I sat down across from Bella and found that the glass was still full. I sighed.
"This isn't over with, Izzy, you need to loosen up." I told her. We stayed there for a few minutes before we decided it was high and time to leave. I filled up before we left at a small gas station a mile outside of Port Angeles, where I had desert. A middle-aged woman who was drunk and obviously a prostitute. No one would miss her, except her clients.
After that, the drive home seemed shorter than the ride there. We pulled into the driveway beside Charlie's cruiser. I hung our coats up, and placed our helmets on the kitchen counter.
"Hey, Charlie." I said as I collapsed on the couch. My feet lounging lazily on Bella's lap.
"How was Port Angeles?" he asked as his eyes remained glued on the baseball game.
"Boring, we ate and left." I replied sighing. He nodded and took a sip of tea, "How was you dinner?"
"Bland, nothing's good unless it's freshly cooked. Bells' a great cook, aren't you, Bella?" he asked, turning to look at us. I caught a slight glimmer of hope in his eye.
"Uh, sure, I guess I'm a good cook." Bella blushed slightly. The excitement in Charlie's face was hysterical, but I managed to not snicker at his dumbfounded grin. We watched the game with Charlie until the clock hit nine.
"Alright, Izzy, tomorrow's Monday, you get to face a whole day without me!" I exclaimed sarcastically happily. She rolled her eyes and dressed for bed. I was dressed and lying on the mattress by the time she had pulled on her shorts. She crawled into bed after she turned the light off and fell asleep quickly.
Charlie's soft snores came from across the hall. The wind was blowing softly. I could smell a soft hint of rain...and Vicky. I was up and at the window, glaring in the direction of the red-headed vampire. She stood there for a moment, debating in frustration before she snarled and turned tail. I had a sickening feeling she'd be back. Soon.
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