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A/N: Well it the official day of love so here is our gift to you all, another chapter. Once again thanks to everyone who reviewed and to all you lurkers out there too, thanks for reading. This chapter went through a lot of rewrites but I think we got what we wanted across, enjoy.

Ch. 3-Boredom becomes Madness

"I'm heading out," Matt said simply, reaching for the door of their apartment.

"Later man," Jeff called out from his room; the sound of the front door slamming shut his brother's only reply.

Weeks had passed since anything interesting had happened, at least in Matt's eyes. The days had been slow and almost unbearable for the Vampire to stand. He let out a breath of frustration before glancing around him. It seemed that winter was approaching; already the city's occupants had donned their overcoats to protect them from the cold. Matt let out a snort, glancing down at his attire, a simple cotton short sleeve. He could not feel the cold, so he simply shrugged off the idea; thankful for his Vampire body's resistance to the weather's harshness.

Matt silently walked through the streets, not caring were he was going but simply letting his legs guide him as his mind wandered on to other matters. He seemed like a sleep walker, not conscious of anyone or anything around him, his body moved on its own accord. He was snapped out of his mindless state when the streetlights around him suddenly went out. Blinking as though he was just released from a spell, he looked around and frowned.

"Have I really been out so long?" he muttered to himself, not sure exactly where he was.

He guessed he had probably been wandering for hours, getting lost without even realizing it.

"Shit…," he muttered, another breeze blew by. He raised an eyebrow as a familiar scent filled his nostrils. "…I smell salt."

From this he guessed he was probably near the ocean. Up ahead of him he could see the city bridge. From his previous midnight strolls around the city he knew there was a payphone on the bridge. He walked over to the where the payphone was located on the bridge, figuring he could just call a cab to take him home.

As the Vampire drew closer to the massive structure his sharp eyes pierced through the darkness and locked on a figure standing at the top of it. On the outside rail of the bridge stood a woman. Intrigued, he silently scaled the bridge until he could get a closer look of the girl, she was crying.

"Let go…" Tears poured down her cheeks as she kept repeating her mantra. "Why can't I let go?" She was leaning into the cold air with her hands still gripped on the rail. Her arms were shaking, not by the cold but by the amount of force she was applying. Her mind was telling her to let go, but for some reason she could not. She seemed to still have her will to live and this made Matt begin to wonder if her life was really that bad.

Matt silently stood next to her, leaning on the rail staring off into the night. "Why do you want to let go?"

She jumped in surprise at his voice. Her face was full of fear and confusion as she turned to face him. "Who are you?"

"That doesn't matter…why do you want to let go?" Matt asked simply, ignoring her alarm at having someone just appear beside her.

She gave one more look at him before she turned back to the water below her. "My singing career isn't working out and my boyfriend has been cheating on me for the last few months." It was hard for her to talk about her problems because after every other word she became more choked up and cried harder.

Matt silently climbed over the rail and walked towards her. "Here…" He glanced off the edge of the bridge to the water below; it seemed so far away from his stand point. "Come here."

Without question she went into his waiting arms, wanting nothing more than to be held. She sobbed in his embrace as he attempted to clam her down, yet his mind was racing with ideas and thoughts that would leave her anything but calm. It'd be so easy...

After a few minutes passed of the two simply standing there, her sobs began to lessen and her body relaxed as she leaned against his strong frame. "Thanks, you make me feel very relaxed." Her voice was slightly aroused as she laid her head on his shoulder.

"I'm glad to hear, so you're more then welcome." A thought suddenly struck him and caused a small smile to appear on his lips. It was ingenious, the surroundings were perfect but he wondered could he really do this. …I can't…can I? He shakes his head at the thought, no…I can't, I will not let it control me, I am not like that anymore.

She could feel the stranger moving his head, curiosity caused her to move her face off of his shoulder and stare into his dark eyes in slight confusion. "Are you ok?"

He was snapped out of his dark thoughts by her question and glanced down at the blonde, "I am fine. I just had a lot of things floating through my head and thought some fresh air might help me clear it up…but it turns out someone else was more in need of consoling." Matt's tone was soft and gentle, a small smile on his lips to hide his pervious pessimistic thoughts. He was trying to calm her fears and concerns for him, but he knew he was far from okay.

Her sorrows slowly drifted away as she focused on the stranger. She could feel his skin, it was cold. Unaware that he had no natural body temperature, or any blood flowing through his veins for that matter, she begins to think the cold weather was affecting him. "You're so cold; you've been outside too long without more layers of clothes." She continued to look into the man's eyes as she tried to contemplate how to help this wandering Samaritan. The amount of ideas conceived meant little to her because they continued conflicting with her own needs to feel safe and loved, and then it struck her. With a smile, she moved her hands along his sides. As she lessened the gap between the two she began to move her hands lower.

Matt stood with her in silence; he was unsure what to say next. He had his eyes on her, but his mind was else where. The inner conflict was escalating. He was ripped from his mind once more, only this time it was because he felt movement near his nether region. He focused his eyes to see the women had cupped his manhood and was in the process of unzipping him. "What are you doing?"

She stopped, realizing that perhaps he did not want her to continue. Her cheeks redden in embarrassment before she began to explain herself. "You were cold; I though I should warm you up." She gave him an innocent yet sensual look. But his eyes pierced through her lie and she let out a sigh. "I want to get back at my douche of a boyfriend," anger, as well as pain, shone in her eyes as she looked away, her voice a soft whisper. "I guess I just want to feel needed."

Her emotions were practically radiating from her body, but Matt could make out one very clearly, she wanted revenge. The hate, anger, and want to make things even could be seen in her tear filled eyes. Her eyes were full of conflicting emotion but her intensity only verified her willingness.

This is too perfect…Matt continued to question himself, it did not seem right. This all seemed too opportunistic, Can I really do this? "It only seems fair for you to want to feel secure and needed, and maybe you should get back at your so called boyfriend, but this is not the way."

She shook her head, as if not wanting to listen to what he was saying to her. She knew he was right, that this was not the way. At that moment, however, she could care less. All she wanted was to forget all her pain, to feel wanted. "Please, make the pain go away, help me make him feel what I feel, I want him to pay." Her eyes held an icy stare as she thought of the boyfriend who had done her wrong.

That look, her words, they tormented him, played with his resolution and he felt his restraint start to deteriorate rapidly. He took a deep breath as he closed his eyes, turning his head away from her. "Then I guess I have only one question for you." His voice was soft as he slowly tilted his head to face her once more. Yet when his eyes snapped open there were no longer a warm and gentle brown, instead they were a cold and almost crazed glint in them as he smirked at her, "Ever do it on a bridge?"

The statement caught her off guard and she paused for a moment. She should have been unnerved by that look, but she was not. Her desire for revenge over rode everything else as she made up her mind and began to kiss him. The gesture was furious; as though she were pouring all her grief and anger into the kiss they shared. When they broke apart she gasped for air, both of their eyes filled with hunger, hers for revenge and his for the blood that flowed in her veins. Moving quickly she lowers her underwear so it drops to her ankles, leaving her exposed under the extremely short skirt she was wearing. Matt's once reluctant thought had left him and he wanted her more then ever. In one fluid movement Matt unzipped his pants and as they fall to his ankles, his large hard-on was evident under the soft fabric of his briefs as he lowered them.

She stared at him lustfully, wanting this as much as he did to make all her pains go away. She practically threw herself onto Matt but he quickly grabbed her as she wrapped her legs around his waste. He did not give her a chance to reconsider as he roughly entered her. She gasped in shock and pleasure at the sudden intrusion as he wasted no time in making the first trust, earning a soft moan for his efforts.

She regained her focus and her eyes fluttered open as she stared into his eyes, her gaze filled with want. "Harder," she begged him. Matt was not given the chance to fulfill her command as she captured his lips in another fierce kiss.

Matt easily lifted her and leaned her body against the railing, giving him the leverage he needed. His Vampire traits gave him all the balance he needed to keep them both from tumbling over the ledge. He set a hard and fast rhythm, not caring to be gentle with her but simply to satisfy the burning urge he had inside of him.

She moved her head away from his; losing focus on him and simply focusing on the pleasure that is racking her body with his harsh movements.

The look on her face showed she was getting close, her pants only confirmed that fact. I bet she is a screamer, Matt thought to himself as he prepared himself, making sure he had the timing just right.

She bit her lower lip and then took a deep breath, which was Matt's queue. He placed one of his hands over her mouth as she screamed in ecstasy, thrashing her head to the side as her body trembled. As though she had given him an open invitation, Matt bit down into her exposed neck causing her to gasp in pain against his hand. Her scream quickly changed from pleasure to pain as she feebly and weakly attempted to claw at him with diminishing strength.

She tastes good.

The Vampire stood there, feeding on the girl in his arms until she went limp and he had had his fill. He let out a sigh of relief as he pulled back, gasping for air, his eyes glowing in the dark until they became dull. He glanced down at her still frame, his eyes somber as he began to regain his senses. "You made it too easy, thank you for filling me."

He then turned back to the ledge and released her body. He watched as she fell, as if in slow motion, until she finally hit the waiting water below and vanished from sight. He silently fixed himself, making sure his pants were zipped up before he glanced down at the still rippling water below. He let out a sigh as he felt the regret and anger at himself begin to stew inside him. He had let it control him again, lost his conscious thought, yet he could not deny the warmth he felt inside from the taste she left.

She was different…, he thought to himself.

He had never fed on someone who had practically wanted it, who was that fierce. His adrenaline was still on high he gazed down at the ocean below him. He just stood there, letting his mind run off to brood and fantasize about the experience he had just endured.

A/N: if you are curious who the girl was and couldn't figure out who it is, it's Jillian.