Saturday morning finally arrived and I woke at my usual time. I quickly took a shower and put on my black skirt with the black tank top with beads wrapping around my neck. I decided that since it was Saturday that I would just go bare foot for the mourning.
I noticed my thermos still on the counter and pulled a cup out of my cabinet. I filled the cup halfway and then walked into my small living room to watch the news.
"The mystery murderer has struck again, but this time in our own Beverly Hills." The reporter was standing in front of the two story building where I had killed the young millionaire just the other night. If the police were to search my home then they would easily find the hard evidence that they need just sitting on my counter.
"Police say that the same strange weapon was used to kill the man. We now know the victims identity; Jason Mills. He was the young man who just won the mega million-dollar lottery just two weeks ago. We can tell that the murderer is still after wealthy people. This time, however, the police have collected a small piece of evidence. A glass, full of the victim's blood, was found on the ground with the murderer's saliva on it. It seems that the murderer really believes and practices vampirism. We will have more on our top story in about half a hour. Back to you Jim."
"Thank you Donna. In other news…." I switched off the stupid news before something else came on. I only watched the news after I kill because I really believe that it is funny how little information they have of me.
Slowly I get up and walk to my office. I pick my favorite book from when I was human. 'Anthem' by Ayn Rand. I just collapse into my favorite black beanbag chair with star patterns. Deathly quiet my house stood for twenty minutes until a knock came to my door.
Strange, I don't remember inviting anyone over. I guess it might be the police again. They had found out I was the one who killed in Scotland but I easily escaped, of course with a bloody trail behind me. I sigh as I get up and walk to the door while placing my book on the desk in the office.
"Hello?" I ask. I tried to put a bit of curiosity into my voice to hide the annoyance.
"Jordan Falls?" It was an officer of the nearby police station. I looked behind him to see some of the press and several other people watching curiously from the other side of the street.
"Yes?" I answer, once again trying to act innocent.
"We have evidence that you are the murderer who killed Jason Mills. I'm afraid we'll have to take you down town."
I smiled. A great opportunity to have some fun and possibly scare other innocent people. "Well you better get a warrant because I am not leaving this house." I slam the door in his face and laugh. I love messing with officers. They always put up a grand chase and several times it appears that they will catch me.
"Everyone please stand on the other side of the street." I heard the officer giving orders to the other humans who were watching what was going on. I knew that they were going to try to get me out by force.
Quickly walking to the kitchen, I grab my thermos and walk to the back door. I scan the backyard to make sure no one is out there and go shadow. I slide under the door and through the backyard and over the fence. I continue to slither behind buildings down another five blocks and then regain my form behind a small abandoned house.
Sirens fade down the street from where I currently stand and dogs bark at my presence. Mutts were always able to tell when a vampire was nearby but humans didn't pay any heed. Funny how humans had millions of simple ways to warn them about certain dangers and they're too busy building complicated junk to solve even the simplest things.
I took a quick drink from my thermos and placed the cap back on just as I heard something fly over me. I looked up to see three parachutes; one red, green, and yellow.
"Great." I said to myself. " The half wit humans are back." I stood and watched as they landed on the rooftop of the two story building that towered above me.
"Stop right there you sicko vampire." The black-haired girl ordered.
"Why would I? You three are no match for me. Not even if your other friend wasn't freaking out." I stared over at the blonde girl whose eyes were glued to me. "I know she's not going to be of any use." I pointed to the blonde girl who flinched and hid behind her friend with red hair.
"Clover snap out of it!" the red yelled at the blonde. I laughed at the futile attempt to calm her friend down.
"There's no way you can calm your friend down. Trust me, I've seen it many times before. They don't calm down until they…. die." I felt my fangs grow longer as I said that last word.
"Just kill me now, please! I'm tired of waiting for death!" Clover screamed at me.
"Clover! Sam what is wrong with her? Can't we leave her with Jerry?" the black haired girl shouted to the red.
"I've tried, Alex. She won't leave me alone." Sam shouted back as she slapped Clover against the face.
"I'd be glad to end your life now. Just come on down." I smiled and flared my fangs at the girls to prove that I was ready to take on anything that they could throw at me.