I left my home in Santa Monica. I couldn't stay, there was no life for me there anymore. I couldn't trust myself and I feared for my friends and my aunts lives. I was having black outs at night and I didn't know where I had been or what I had been doing. I knew I had to leave..
Years passed, and I moved from city to city, searching for something that was no longer there. Some sort of life that I could recover.
My soul was empty and my heart was black. I was hollow, and dead.
Chapter two
"Hey, you want to dance?" A guy shouted over the music, standing in front of Phoebe.
Phoebe just stared at him. He was holding a glass of white wine, and the smell turned her stomach.
He was cute, for a business type. He had green eyes, and brown hair, that was combed perfectly, with very strand of hair in its place. His tie was flawless and straight, and his shirt was pressed and starched. Phoebe imagined his white shirt stained with blood. She could hear his heart beating fast and she could smell his thin weak blood.
Phoebe rolled her eyes and smiled mockingly suppressing her first instinct to brush him off.
The guy turned and started to walk away.
"Hey, buddy!" Phoebe shouted over the loud Gothic music, "I'll take one of those" she said seductively nodding to his glass.
The guy smiled and nodded. "Sure, I'll be right back!" He shouted.
"He, buddy! make it red, would ya?" Phoebe shouted and slouched back in her chair with a seductive grin on her face.
"The name is Nick!" He said as the music stopped. He stared at Phoebe waiting for some sort of response, but she was scanning the crowd, as if he didn't say anything at all. Nick raised his eyebrow at her. Phoebe looked back at him and smiled.
"What does a girl have to do to get a drink around here..Nick?"
Phoebe said his name as if they were in bed together. It was a fun little game she played with men to lour them in to her seductive trap.
Phoebe could hear his heart rate go up, and he smiled at her with a boyish grin. He walked to the bar.
Phoebe laid back on the couch and propped her arms up along the back. Her long red nails sparkled in the club lighting, and her red lips caught the same lighting.
"Boring.! This one is too easy!" Phoebe said to herself looking around the club.
Phoebe was used to the dark loud scene. She liked hanging out in underground clubs, and away from the lights of the city.
New York was very lively, and she stalked the dark streets, but mostly she found pleasure in the dark parts of Hells Kitchen.
Suddenly, breaking her thought, she saw a tall dark haired man strolling through the crowd. He was tall and very attractive. That was always the first thing Phoebe noticed about men.
He was scanning the room also, and then their eyes connected. The music was thumping and Phoebe zoned in on him. She could hear his heart beating, but she couldn't smell him yet.
A slight smile formed in the corner of his mouth. Phoebe smiled back as she looked away, but when she looked again and he was gone.
Phoebe looked around over both shoulders. Her smile faded as she searched the room. She listened in for his heart beating, but she couldn't hear it.
She stood up, almost in a panic. She saw Nick coming back from the bar with a stupid grin on his face.
Then Phoebe felt a warm hand slip around her shoulder and along her neck. She closed her eyes and smiled again in relief. She could hear his heart beating behind her, and she could smell him now.
She turned around and looked into his eyes. She had never seen blue like this. His hair was black and his frame swallowed her up, as he towered over her.
"Are you lost?" He asked in a very sexy voice.
"I don't know yet" She said seductively.
Their eyes danced and their lips were bagging to be kissed. His heart was beating for her, and he moved closer.
He opened her long black coat, and slid his hands inside her coat around her waist pulling her slowly to him.
He looked down at her red silk short dress. It laid over every curve of her body, and her sheer stockings formed to her sleek legs. She looked up at him and her mouth parted. Their lust and attraction for each other was strong. He accepted her advance, and leaned in very close.
"You want to dance?" He whispered on her neck with hungry lips.
Just then, Nick walked up to them. Phoebe took the glass of wine from Nick's hand and downed the wine with one gulp. She handed the glass back to Nick.
"You don't know how lucky you are tonight Nick! " Phoebe said holding eye contact with the dark stranger.
Nick just looked at her in disgust, and walked away.
Phoebe and the stranger smiled at each other. He lead her out to the dance floor and they slowly began to dance. The music set the mood as they both rubbed against each other.
"What is your name?" He asked in her ear. His warm breath on her neck gave her chills.
"What is yours?" Phoebe asked as she traced her teeth and lips on his neck.
His eyes rolled back in his head with pleasure, and he brushed her cheek with his dragging lips.
"Cole" He whispered on her face.
"I am thirsty Cole!" Phoebe whispered on his neck.
Her hand slipped down between his legs. Cole let out a small moan as he rested his forehead to hers. Phoebe kept her eyes closed, so he would not see they were red. They always turned red when she was feeding.
Cole slid his hands behind her back and down to her buttocks, then slid his hands up her dress.
Phoebe let out a deep throaty laugh, as Cole looked at her with desire. Her head rolled back and her mouth parted.
Something about her made him tremble inside. He was getting swept in by lust.
He watched her close. Her eye lids were not all the way closed, and he saw the red through them.
He knew she was a vampire the first time he saw her, but he needed to get close to her.
He leaned down to her face and kissed her mouth hungrily. He moved faster and fasted on he mouth and Phoebe began to pant heavily.
Suddenly Cole ripped away from her and left the floor. Phoebe's panting slowed and she opened her eyes. Her eyes slowly faded back to brown, and she looked for him in the crowd.
"Cole!" She shouted looking around.
She couldn't smell him anymore, and she couldn't hear his heart beating. Phoebe wrapped her coat tightly around her and pushed through the crowd.
She looked left and right, but she couldn't see him. She made her way to the front entrance, and she ran outside. He was nowhere to be found. He had vanished.