Chapter 1
Eve Jones
My name is Evelyn Jones but please call me Eve. Evelyn was my great grandmother's name. I never met the woman but my mother told me that I had her eyes. Eyes of a dead woman, that's just fantastic. Not every five year old gets to hear that, lucky me. The whole idea of it gave me nightmares for the next ten years. Thanks mom!
I've lived in Dallas, Texas all my life. When I turned eighteen and graduated high school, my mom said I could continue living with her as long as I got a job or continued my schooling. I choose employment. I did my time. I didn't need to spend another four years in hell.
I got a waitress job at a bar called The Rock. It was a nice little local place. It kept me busy and I got paid. So I was happy. Only problem, my boss is a dick and I had to deal with that six days a week. I was a waitress for three years when the bartender quit and then I got the job. Pay was way better so it wasn't too hard of a transition. When we were busy or when a waitress didn't show up for a shift, I had to play double duty.
On my twenty-fifth birthday, vampires came out of the closet. I don't know what vampires were thinking when the thought of the idea to announce their existence. Did they think people would treat the idea like rainbows and puppies? Not likely. A lot of people freaked. Hell, I was shocked to hear the news. Vampires actually exist. And apparently they had been living among us. No one noticed. I think that's why a lot of people were upset. I got over the shock. It took a few days. With the help of a twenty-four hour vampire movie marathon on HBO, I got over it. I just wished everyone else would too.
The vampire spoke person on the television, Nan I think her name was, said that people have nothing to worry about. The Japanese developed a genetic blood source to sustain them. They didn't need to feed off of people anymore. That fact alone made some people freak and start an anti-vampire community. Vampires being real really don't bother me. I'll stay out of their business and they can stay out of mine.
This belief only lasted me about six months.
Even though I didn't want it to, my life began to change when a vampire walked into the bar one night and choose to sit at one of my tables.
Thinking back, every element lining up just right, might have been destiny. Destiny in the form of a vampire.