It had to have been the most comfortable bed she has ever slept in. She wouldn't even begin to think of how many count the comforter was nor did she care at the moment. She was gliding on ecstasy. She had to admit; one of the definite benefits of being a vampire's girlfriend was the affluence and luxury she was not accustomed to. Whatever she wanted was taken care of and there was no limit to the amount of money that Dave or other Family members spent on her. Moreover, with Dave's high-maintenance taste, Trish did not have a concern in the world.

That is—until she went to bed at night. Then she was a little scared.

For the past three nights, Trish awakened to muffled sounds and cries. At first, she thought it was Nitro and Melina but the sounds were not obvious lovemaking noises. It was too distant. The sounds resonated as if they were embedded within the walls of the mansion. Immediately, Trish's mind went into overdrive. What poor soul was crying out for help? What tortured victim was coming back to haunt The Family? How many nights have Dave and The Family slept peacefully while the families of the loved ones grieved?

Enough was enough for Trish. Hastily, she began shoving Dave. "Dave, wake up!"

"What? What is it?" He mumbled.

"Your house is haunted!" She said, frightened.

"No, it's not, Trisha. Go to back to sleep now, Honey." Dave rolled over.

Trish stared down at her lover. You unsympathetic asshole. She began shoving him again. "Wake up, David!"

Dave's eyes flew open and turned around. He briefly thought of his life and times before Trish entered the picture. Oh how he missed his sleep and clear conscience. "Yes, dear?"

"Your house is haunted!" She cuddled up to him.

"No, it's not, Trisha. It's not haunted, Honey." He reassured her.

"Yes, it is! Listen!" Trish sat still in bed while Dave sat up with her.

Over the next several seconds, echoes of cries were heard. A small voice seeped through the walls as Trish scooted closer to Dave. "You don't hear that? Tell me you don't hear that?" She demanded.

Dave shook his head and laid back down. "The house isn't haunted, Honey. That's just London's porn."

"London's porn?" Trish said with a disgusted face. She knew the young vampire had inexplicable porn obsession but the simple fact that he watched it all the time still weirded her out. "Why is he watching porn at four in the morning?"

Dave rolled back over and faced his girlfriend. "I hope that was a rhetorical question."

Trish took the sheets off her. "I'm going to go turn that off right now."

Dave grabbed Trish's hand. "I don't think that's a smart idea."

"Why? David, I can't sleep! I'm going to be right back." Trish tried to release Dave's grip.

Dave tightened his grip on Trish's wrist. "Honey, London will kill you. And I don't mean he'll yell at you. I don't mean he'll get snippy at you. He will kill you. Now, just lay down and go back to sleep."

Trish reluctantly laid back down and covered her body with the sheets. She folded her arms across her chest and began making deep and loud sighs to express her frustration. Dave stared at Trish as she continued with her tantrum. "Are you going to keep doing that all night?"

"If I have to stay awake, you will too!" She scoffed.

Dave glared at his girlfriend. It was amazing how her little bitch fit was making him aroused. Her hazel eyes deepened and her cheeks were flushed with a rose color. Deciding that if he was going to stay awake with Trish, it was going to be something they both could benefit from. Dave pulled the covers off the bed as Trish stared in amazement.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

Dave nudged Trish's legs open and hovered over her. The last three nights were torture for him and seeing his girlfriend sleep naked was too much for him to handle. "If I have to stay awake, I should at least have some fun."

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The next morning was the beginning of the instruction. Trish dubbed it as "How to be a Vampire 101." Over the next two weeks, she was going to learn everything from vampire powers to scare tactics. Luckily for Trish, her first instructor was Melina, who was going to enjoy every minute of giving Trish hell.

Meeting Trish in the library, Melina reminisced to how Dave convinced her that she needed to instruct Trish. A sexy smile formed on Melina's face as she played back the memory in her mind.

"Listen up, children. As you are well aware, the Brood officially hunts Trish. She won't leave here at any time and whatever she wants will be catered to her, got it?" Taker instructed. "I don't want to hear any shit about this and that. If she wants something, get it for her."

Nitro and London nodded in agreement. "No problem." They smiled.

Melina, however, wasn't about to start doing jumping jacks and cartwheels. She already hated Trish for the sheer fact that she was taking what Melina thought was rightfully hers. And now she had to instruct her as well? "I don't even believe this shit." Melina shook her head.

"Problem, Melina?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, yeah there is, David." She emphasized his name.

"And I think that's our cue to get the fuck out here." London stood up.

"I'm right behind you!" Nitro followed him out the door.

Dave and Taker were not pleased in the slightest bit with Melina's newfound attitude. From the moment Trish stepped foot into the home, Melina has been increasingly catty towards her. While neither vampire was surprised by her way of behaving, both Dave and Taker were growing increasingly irritated with Melina's flare-ups.

"Give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you right now." Taker spiritlessly said.

"I don't understand why somebodywho's all lovey-dovey, isn't doing the work his damn self. And why in the fuck does she need to be turned anyways? The plan was to kill her so why should we stop the process?" Melina snickered.

Taker turned towards Dave. "Do you want to handle her? Because if I do, she's gone."

Dave got up and approached Melina. "Melina."

"David." She sneered.

Without hesitation, Dave pulled Melina close to him. He jerked her head back and trailed his tongue against her neck, occasionally kissing her. He then lifted her up from the ground and Melina instantly wrapped her legs around Dave's waist.

He sat her down on the sofa and climbed on top of her. "Melina…" Dave murmured as he continued to kiss her neck. "You know you want to do this for me…"

"Dave…" Melina whimpered.

Dave traced his tongue from Melina's neck to her lips, kissing her softly. He slid his hands down her legs and worked over her thighs. He softly grabbed her inner thighs and inched his fingers along her bikini line, teasing her with the prospect of entrance. "Please, Melina." He whispered while he nibbled on her earlobe. "Don't make me beg for it."

Melina felt an uncontrollable arousal building inside her. She has longed for many years for Dave to finally want her and taste her. And she was willing to do whatever it took to get him. "Yes, I'll do it!" She cried.

"Good." Dave got off Melina and adjusted his shirt. "The first session is tomorrow." He nodded to Taker and both vampires began to leave the study.

Melina's eyes widened as she realized what just happened. The same manner she tricked her victims into giving her what she wanted, Dave used on her. "But…but…we're not done here!"

Dave and Taker turned around. Dave was grinning while Taker had a smirk on his face. "Oh, I think we are." Dave said as he left.

"Trish is going to kill you once she finds out, man." Taker shook his head.

Dave remembered Trish's tease to Randy at The Wood. He tried to convince himself that he wasn't jealous but he knew that was exactly the case. He also figured Trish would understand to the fact. "I think I'll be okay." He grinned.

Trish withheld sex from Dave for three days. And for Dave, that was cruel and unusual punishment.

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Melina flew into the library and slammed the door behind her. While she had a snicker on her face due to her recent thoughts, seeing Trish quickly erased anything pertinent. She sat down across from Trish and leaned over the table. "Listen, I need to make something real clear to you. I don't like you and quite frankly, I don't think I will ever like you. As far as I'm concerned, you're just Dave's playmate until something else comes along. I'm only training you because he asked me to and that is it." Melina warned.

"Melina, I don't give a damn if you did like me." Trish retorted. "As far as I'm concerned, your opinion does not matter and it probably won't ever matter."

"Oh, is that so?" Melina nodded.

"Oh, you bet your ass it is." Trish agreed. "And sweetheart, I hope you enjoyed what Dave did to you because that's the last time that shit will ever happen."