This ones for you(you know who you are:))
“Victoria?” James looked up at me from his prey. His mouth was dripping with blood, his eyes were a stinking redder then they had been. “Eat.” He quickly went back to his food. The smell was so sweet. I very badly wanted to cadastrar-se James, but my feet wouldn’t mover under me. Embelline stood on my right, tearing apart a women’s throat. Laurent was on topo, início of the bartender, licking the blood that was smeared all over his arm, where the broken glass had hit. The bartender was screaming like crazy. Cursing, saying that he was going to call the police, and the FBI. His voice sadly quieted as he began to die a sad and slow death. I stepped progressivo, para a frente to a drunk man. He was the only one not screaming.
“Hey there. You pretty thing.” He motioned with his index finger for me to come closer. I did. “What are ye doing at a place like this? This is a really bad-” He coughed. “ place for someone like you. You kno’, you could always run into your worst nightmare.” He laughed while his buddies screamed like hell. He started punching his fists on the table, still laughing. Then, he collapsed on the floor, his eyes closed, his breathing gone.
“Victoria!” James yelled at me again from across the room. I quickly got to the floor and pierced my teeth inside the mans throat. Forgetting about everything but the blood. The juicy liquid flowed down to my throat, it was so filling. If I could, I would have melted right there. It was so sweet, a thousand times better than I would have imagined. I couldn’t resist anymore. Something inside me clicked apart. I knew my purpose in life right there and then. To drink, and drink, and drink, human blood. I quickly pushed the man aside once he ran dry, and started on my next. It was a girl, teenager, she wasn’t supposed to be in a club like this. Her clothes were all sluttish, she had a cigarette in her hand. She screamed as I drew nearer and nearer to where she stood. My mouth was still wet with the mans blood when I reached her.
“This wont hurt one bit.” I lied as I touched her throat. Her pulse was beating faster and faster . She tried kicking me away as I tilted her head. “Trust me.” She screamed once, and then was gone. I turned around and ran to my seguinte victim. I was blood drunk. James stopped me in mid jump.
“Leave some for the rest.” He said smiling.
“Theres plenty to go around.” I reassured him.
“Victoria?” James looked up at me from his prey. His mouth was dripping with blood, his eyes were a stinking redder then they had been. “Eat.” He quickly went back to his food. The smell was so sweet. I very badly wanted to cadastrar-se James, but my feet wouldn’t mover under me. Embelline stood on my right, tearing apart a women’s throat. Laurent was on topo, início of the bartender, licking the blood that was smeared all over his arm, where the broken glass had hit. The bartender was screaming like crazy. Cursing, saying that he was going to call the police, and the FBI. His voice sadly quieted as he began to die a sad and slow death. I stepped progressivo, para a frente to a drunk man. He was the only one not screaming.
“Hey there. You pretty thing.” He motioned with his index finger for me to come closer. I did. “What are ye doing at a place like this? This is a really bad-” He coughed. “ place for someone like you. You kno’, you could always run into your worst nightmare.” He laughed while his buddies screamed like hell. He started punching his fists on the table, still laughing. Then, he collapsed on the floor, his eyes closed, his breathing gone.
“Victoria!” James yelled at me again from across the room. I quickly got to the floor and pierced my teeth inside the mans throat. Forgetting about everything but the blood. The juicy liquid flowed down to my throat, it was so filling. If I could, I would have melted right there. It was so sweet, a thousand times better than I would have imagined. I couldn’t resist anymore. Something inside me clicked apart. I knew my purpose in life right there and then. To drink, and drink, and drink, human blood. I quickly pushed the man aside once he ran dry, and started on my next. It was a girl, teenager, she wasn’t supposed to be in a club like this. Her clothes were all sluttish, she had a cigarette in her hand. She screamed as I drew nearer and nearer to where she stood. My mouth was still wet with the mans blood when I reached her.
“This wont hurt one bit.” I lied as I touched her throat. Her pulse was beating faster and faster . She tried kicking me away as I tilted her head. “Trust me.” She screamed once, and then was gone. I turned around and ran to my seguinte victim. I was blood drunk. James stopped me in mid jump.
“Leave some for the rest.” He said smiling.
“Theres plenty to go around.” I reassured him.
