~Few weeks later since the weird night~
"Hey girl let's go out for some drinks! I need to forget that stupid fuck! He was such an asshole to me yesterday!" My friend said kind of excitedly at me through the phone. "Yeah I could really use a drink myself. Want to meet up at the pub on second street?" I replied back to her. "Yeah! I'm going to walk there so I don't get pulled over later." "Me too! But you live closer so I might be a little late is that okay Rachel?" I said back to her. "Duh! I know that Bailey-kins! So I'll see you there!" "See yah!" and with that I hung up the phone. Although I probably shouldn't walk by myself at night, whatever I don't have the money for a cab. So I got dressed in one of my favorite cocktail dresses and headed to the pub. It was unusually chilly for an august night and I hugged myself tight, while clinging to my clutch that matched my sequin black dress. I could feel the eyes of hungry men on me as I walked down the street. I hate that men always want sex from me, I didn't even think I was that pretty. I decided to cut through an allyway to get away from them. The last time I cut through an ally it didn't go so well, maybe I shouldn't walk down here. All of a suddden I saw a pair of red eyes, glowing slightly ahead of me, it's the man from that night. Please don't kill me. I stood there paralyzed and slightly mesmerized by him. I felt a breeze by my face and my hair whipped around as some black shadow like things passed by me. Was that shadow thing coming from him? He did have a grin on his face and then I heard a smack then a gurgling noise come from behind me. I turned around to see a man dying, choking on his own blood. I turned back around to view the red eyed man who was distant from me, but when I turned he was right behind me which startled me. How he got to my position so quickly and quietly I may never know. The man in red spoke in his deep voice "you sure do attract the least attractive kind of scum don't you?" I wasn't sure if it was a joke or compliment. "Thank you?" I replied hesitantly. He gave me a toothy grinned which I tried to give back, but utterly failed in confidence. "Why don't you just let me give you a new life? It might be fun to be able to defend yourself from the scum you attract," he said to me. Although he really confused me, what did he mean new life? Was he going to drag me to some other country and train me in martial arts, because with what he said, that was the only logical thing I could think of happening. "What do you mean?" I asked him shyly. He smirked and leaned in breath on my neack and in almost a seductive purr he said "why don't I just show you?" I then felt searing pain on my neck and I realized he bit me, hard, right through my flesh. He was latched on and I tried to pull away from him, but I couldn't since his grip was like a vice around me. He hugged me closer as I started to feel weaker. I decided to just latch onto him since I was feeling tired and then I blacked out in his arms.