I pull over with rapid force to the shoulder of the highway due to Evelyn's abrupt actions. My sunglasses fly off my face, making me turn quick to her in extreme agitation. She grabs me by the shoulders tightly, her eyes wild with frustration and hunger.
"Get off me!" I growl. I attempt to escape my younger sister's hold yet to no avail, her being much stronger than me at this point. She cocks her head to the side, chuckling darkly as she pushes harder against me. I have no chance against her in my current state, for human blood is what powers a vampire. Evelyn never withheld herself from feeding, giving her the full advantage as I've had nothing in my system for days. I flinch in discomfort against the car seat as I am still trapped under her.
"Why don't we make a compromise hmm? We're going to help each other. Now, unless you want me to cause quite the scandal right when we arrive in Manhattan, I suggest you allow me to feed now. And by the looks of it, you're not looking so hot yourself." Evelyn says with darkness spreading in her voice, her words making me cringe. I know why she is really doing this. It isn't due to her own hunger as she makes it to be, but because I needed a push.
As I did at the beginning of my immortality, I've been trying to resist my reliance on human blood. I know Evelyn is sick of being the one having to deal with the aftermath of it every time. I also know she is right. The state I'm in not only makes me lack strength, but makes me appear weak too. My skin has lost it's usual pale glow due to the fatigue from starvation. My eyes have lost their beauty, now only showing the blood lusting beast and the darkness it hides behind. The burning in my throat is unbearable, the painful need for sustenance replacing my sensible conscious. Although my body is starting to shut down from the hunger, my predatory instincts are on full alert, waiting for me to finally snap. If I wait much longer to feed, there's no doubt I will.
I just stare at Evelyn's neck as she continues to talk. She definitely notices I am not paying attention, for she grabs my head to make me look back to her eyes.
"I know you are hungry sister. It's not human blood nor am I Annabelle, I'm guessing to your disappointment. But it will keep us sane until we can both hunt properly. So it's either you, or them, your choice." I no longer can think, I can hardly hear what my sister's saying to me. I am transfixed by the radiance of vampire blood flowing through my sister.
Human blood is what vampires crave the most, our kind's only true source of sustenance. Vampire blood is different. It is not very filling, but has a power and taste that both immortals and even humans find appealing. Vampires feeding on one another is most common during sexual endeavors. Blood drinking from both parties, although not truly satisfying our food hunger, can help gratify another primal appetite we possess. However whether you are the feeder or being fed from, sex or not, human or immortal, it is a rather intense experience to say the least.
As for sire blood, it is just addicting in every way. I never told Annabelle this. Yet I didn't need to, for she became the one person that could read me like a book. My emotions, my blood, my body, three things she had become all too familiar with during our fifteen years together.
My sire has always been indescribably a wonder to me, for she had the ability to awaken a completely different side of myself that I never thought I could possess. Her blood had the power to subdue my monstrous side, yet could also unravel me the moment it touched my lips. She became my lifeline as well as my guilty pleasure. But I vowed to Evelyn when her and I fled from Annabelle that I would never again indulge in her or her blood, for it brought my sister much pain.
Withholding from Annabelle's blood has had consequences for me however. With the sire bond, while blood drinking keeps it alive, it also keeps the sired vampire in control. Without it, even after years, the one turned can become ravenous when tempted, deadly to human kind or even themselves. Truthfully, I have been denying my nature for so long that I could care less that it isn't human blood, nor is it the one I've distanced myself from that still calls to my very being.
I have no control over my body anymore, my vision dimming as it is becoming consumed by a dark red haze. My mouth bares as canines fully descend into fangs. My sister knows that I am losing all sense of restraint, she always saw what I tried to hide within. She just watches as my true form is emerging from within it's cage.
"No..." I speak in a sharp whisper as I try to look away from her. I don't want to give in. But in a few moments, I know I wouldn't have a choice in the matter. Evelyn places her mouth to my ear, her closeness making the power of her blood radiate even more off of her. I could smell it, becoming more and more inviting each breath my sister took.
"Get away from me, please." I quietly plead to Evelyn. Yet she does not budge, still grasping my arms to keep me from fighting.
"You're a vampire Liza. You can't change that so stop torturing yourself." I start to shake, losing it as her neck is only inches away from my face as she spoke. My head moves closer as my mouth opens wider in pain. Her blood to my senses is even more potent now, making me want to reach out and taste. But I stop myself knowing better than to bite her there, especially without her acknowledgement.
Feeding from the neck is one of the most satisfying places to take blood from, while it also tends to be one of the most intimate. Seeing ourselves as blood sisters, it has never been something either of us deemed as considerable unless in truly rare and dire circumstances. But I was tempted knowing it would be the most filling to take it from there in my state of intense desire to feed.
As moments pass by, I can tell Evelyn feels my sense of self slipping away. She comes back up to look at me, my face looking hungrily yet fearfully at her. She is finally seeing what she's wanted to after years of me constantly fighting myself. She's witnessing me at my weakest, a monster. But seeing me in so much pain in the end makes her feel sorry for me. Her smile slowly fades as she looks at me with a sense of sympathy.
I know to this day Evelyn still resents me for my bond with Annabelle, still hurt that I was chosen to be sired and not her. At the time, Evelyn would have done anything for the woman. Now it is as if their bond never existed. Yet neither of us could bear it if the same happened with one another. Although we have had our distinct differences and quarrels, we have always seen ourselves as family. We are the only family each other have now.
Evelyn knows I want to fight my nature, but that is not possible anymore. She starts to rub my arms, trying to soothe me.
"That's it Liza. Give in; then we can go okay?" I once again eye her neck for a few moments. However I fight the impulse as I instead look down to her arm, my body finally standing still. I lose all sense of fear, all turning into lust within me. I hiss, grabbing her wrist but she pulls away with a slight grin.
"Ah ah. You didn't think I was gonna let you go first, seeing that you've been practically starving yourself the past few decades did you?"
"You little brat."
I am livid, the beast within wanting to be satisfied this instant. But in reluctance I pull it back. My sister slowly moves closer to my arm holding it firmly, her dark eyes never leaving the vein. Before I knew it her fangs pierce my skin. I wince for a moment, yet the enjoyable sensation of her bite quickly takes over. What is known as the vampire's kiss is a painful, yet can be quite the pleasurable experience for a victim. It is especially stimulating for someone of our kind. My sister is drinking from my wrist, her eyes now closed as her hands grip tightly to my arm. I can feel the darkness inside me grow.
"It'll be your turn soon enough. Hell...why wait? The girl said it herself: Give in Liza. GIVE IN!"
The monster within taunts me. Right now, it is the most dominant part. I try to ignore my blood lust's urging pull, now a strong temptation to take Evelyn's arm and start to feast myself. However a vampire knows very well not to interrupt another's feeding, especially when it's your sister.
Evelyn finally after another moment brings her head up in satisfaction in her dark red eyes, feeling the powerful presence of my blood in her veins. She finally holds her hand out towards me. My eyes stare entranced at her arm, knowing what I want. Yet I recognize full well Evelyn's blood is not what I truly want nor what I need. I now wish it was a human so I could feel their warm blood rush into my mouth, coating my tongue with it's divine flavor as it satisfies the raging hunger within.
Then in my thoughts Evelyn changes to Annabelle, wrapping her arms around me as she sinks her fangs into my flesh, only for me to quickly follow suit. I push my teeth in deeper as we tighten our embrace, tasting the blood I knew to be as intoxicating as a fine wine as we finally become one again.
I snap out of my thoughts in a hungry daze. I hate where my mind goes when my lusts take over, but at this point I'm only thinking about satisfying my aching need for blood no matter how much I try to resist it. I don't care what type it is anymore, I will take whatever I can get and won't stop until I have it.
My mind is in a fog of bloody desire as Evelyn forces her wrist into my mouth. I look into her eyes for a moment seeing my own reflecting in them. And what I see just barely pulls me out of my ravenous state, for all I see are pools of black. I am trying to regain myself in deep pants, for I am frightened of what I am becoming. Yet Evelyn sees my resistance, only pushing herself to my mouth harder.
"Don't fight it Liza. I took your blood, now take mine. Only fair right?" Suddenly everything in me shuts down but the need for one thing, not wasting even a second more to react. With one swift movement I bite into my sisters wrist. Evelyn almost pulls her hand back, but I grasp it roughly to my mouth with a growl as I drink with greed. I didn't blame her for trying. I am slipping away, becoming engulfed in my bloodlust. When I become like this I'm not one to mess with. I couldn't get enough of the crimson liquid, no matter how revolted I was of the monster I have become. After more than a minute I am still feeding, not wanting to stop.
"You're a fool, thinking you could be 'human' again." My sister speaks above me. I pull my head up from the wound I've created, dazed by the blood I am consuming. I just stare at her blood lusting eyes with my own as they faded out of their ravenous state back to crimson.
"You cannot undo the past. So you might as well accept that and embrace what is." With these words I instinctively lean back down to her wrist, wanting to lick the blood lingering there. But I fought with everything I had.
"NO!" I gnarl in resistance. Evelyn lowers herself down to my ear.
"I am growing weary of this sister. I suggest you revaluate your near pathetic place in the food chain." She says coldly. I snap back up, breaking my seat belt as I lunge towards Evelyn in rage. I shove her against her seat, my sister slightly taken aback as I bare my teeth at her.
"You're growing weary?! How ironic the one who can't keep her own impulses in check is reprimanding me and my feeding habits. I suggest you watch your tongue, sister." I lash out at her. With my hunger and anger out of control, I was a ticking time bomb. Evelyn just glares at me.
"You know, I didn't ask you to turn Liza. In the end you dug your grave all on your own, now far too late for you to be having second thoughts don't you think? We are what we are, whether you like it or not." Fury fills me, yet I pull away to calm myself. After a few moments of composure, my so said humanity is reemerging. I breathe in deeply, my vision clearing as my fangs retract back into my mouth. Evelyn licks the blood off her hand then resumes her usual position in the car.
"Shame you broke your seat belt, so much for safety first."Evelyn says with a smirk. I do not respond as I put the keys in the ignition and start to drive. This was going to be an interesting journey. A new beginning, and hopefully a better outcome. As I drive, I am so caught up in the taste of blood on my own tongue that I begin to lose vision again.
"LIZA LOOK OUT!" But it was too late. In a flash, a car flips toward ours on the highway, and everything fades to black.