Chapter 3
It's been a month since I've hunted. My eyes are severely close to turning to that crimson shade that I dread so much. Luckily, I keep a pair of colored contacts that keep my eyes looking relatively normal. But the thirst is getting to be unbearable. The urge to kill becoming more and more appealing each passing day.
Sometimes I catch myself almost attacking the humans at the lab, it was so hard to be around these fleshy bags of blood.
I walked through the deep dark green, and don't forget DANGEROUS forest. I look up towards the sun to estimate the time of day.
Contrary to popular belief, vampires don't burn in the sunlight(or sparkle for that matter). Rather its golden rays supply me with the much needed energy to hunt. My anatomy like a crimson red rose in the spring during photosynthesis. My blood being the water, and the sun being, well, the sun.
Flying through the tree branches I spotted a young male chimpanzee grooming himself. He had not yet taken a mate. Then I attacked.
After quenching my thirst I fled from the murder scene. One would only assume it was simply another tiger attack.
I am finally back at my humble abode. Little did I know I had lost my keys. I can only assume I had dropped them in the jungle in my vampire mode while I attacked the young male chimpanzee without a mate. Thinking about the dead male made me sad. As I looked off into the distance, I thought of my parents and how they were brutally murdered. A tap on my shoulder wakes me from my trance.
"Hiya Bones. Watcha…doin' there?" After explaining to him that I had lost my keys (of course leaving out the part about HOW I'd lost them) he pulled out the spare key I'd given to him after Epps had broken into my apartment(that bastard).
Inserting the key into the shining silver lock, I could hear each individual gear turning and inevitably the final "click" that indicated the opening of my crimson red door. I turned the knob with my delicate(but deadly) fingers. The sound of it momentarily distracting me, as I entered my home(that I had been living in for 10 years today) I shut the door behind me. Instead of the sound of the door closing, I heard a defiant THUD!
"Forgetting something?" Booth playfully added.
My knees almost gave out when he flashed his signature charm smile at me.
"I'm so sorry! I just got…distracted." I apologized profusely, ducking my head and hiding my face behind the curtain of my pinecone colored locks.
"Hey" he said softly, tilting my chin up to face him "It's fine" his face only centimeters away from mine.
The sound of the ancient grandfather clock I had kept from my childhood(the only thing I had left of my parents) startling them and causing us to jump apart.
"Is it 5 o'clock already?" Booth questioned.
"No, I keep that clock set a few minutes ahead, its actually…4:47" I answered as I glanced at my Rolex.
Booth's eyes widened, his expression unreadable.
"What is it?"
"No- Nothing. It's nothing." He stuttered getting flustered and twiddling his thumbs.
"So hey, I brought us some takeout. I'd figured you'd be starving since you skipped out on lunch with me."
"I'm not a child, Booth. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself."
We set the table with my white Egyptian place mats that I had acquired from a recent dig in Cairo and ate the take out.
~end of chapter 3~