by Davis, SJ
He looked in the mirror at me and I glanced up, still touching my mouth slightly.
“Where to today?” he asked me and I looked down.
“I think the park first and then the library at two,” I said and he started up the cab and pulled out like my new protector. A human of all things but I was grateful.
We sat at the park in silence for two hours, the cabbie left me twice and returned with food of which he offered to me but I refused, I am saving my appetite for Cory just in case something weird happens and he fucking asks me to dinner. I can choke down some food, a certain amount anyway and look kind of human, a trick but I have to be subtle. Too much food and I throw up, and it is not pretty, it comes up with black bile reminding me of the rancid house I own. Vampires are dead, animated dead things, no heartbeat, blood moving, or functioning organs. Blood infiltrates and makes things less disgusting but it fades thus the reason we have to keep feeding on it and my blood drinking was three days shy and becoming an issue. I would have to find something, even a cat would do. Not that I particularly enjoy sucking on pussy, no pun intended.
“Rene…my name is Rene.”
I glanced at the Cabbie and then back at the doves littering the grass and playing with the multicolored leaves of Fall.
“Vanessa,” I said and we sat still as he let the moment linger.
“My wife died a few months ago from illness and I am not able to define my grief.”
“I lost my mate and I think I may be insane.”
With that we sat on that park bench and understood each other without saying another word. Perhaps fate is real, perhaps planets align and people find each other for the exact reason they need too. All I knew is “Rene”, the cabbie, was so full of sadness and want to protect something that he was drawn to me, it was probably his will to leave this world but as fate would have it, and I had heard she was a bitch, I don’t want to kill anyone right now and so he is be tortured at my side.
We pulled up to the library and I reached for the door handle and he got out and opened the door up for me. I smiled as I stepped out and then paused.
“I want you to be with me from now on, quit this job and work for me,” I said and he nodded to me and slipped back into the car. I started to cross the street and then a loud horn blew and I turned to see a truck barreling at me and before I knew it I was knocked out of the way and lying on top of Rene. I smiled down at him and tapped his chest.
“Looks like I made an excellent choice,” I said and he helped me up and nodded again to me, like an obedient dog.
“Rene, would you like to come inside, it is chilly out here,” I said to him and he shook his head no and wrapped his thin coat tighter.
“I insist, there is coffee and food inside, and it is early…my friend will not be here for another hour.”
I reached out and took his hand in mine and he looked at it for a moment and then he came with me. I don’t think I turned on my vampire charm with him, I don’t think I have too. He loves me as death loves the dying.
I sat at the large table and Rene kept his distance from me. I could see him, but he was out of earshot to me. He sat quietly holding his steaming coffee and uneaten donut off to the left of him. I sat still, tapping my fingers on the table and then I heard a sucking of the teeth behind me and turned to see Hunter. I was deflated to know that even now as I tried so hard to focus on reality he was still able to break into my mind.
“So…got you some bitches huh?”
I looked down and watched my sharpened nail cut into the side of my hand. The blood oozed out slowly and yet the tiny bit of pain did not eliminate him from my psyche. He sat down next to me and leaned in, too close to my hand and stuck his forked tongue out quickly, I covered it up and rubbed it as it closed in on itself and healed quickly as we tend to do.
“Hunter, I am not in the mood for your shit today.”
“Oh…really?” he said, almost disturbed by my lack of interest in him, although it is comical as he is not real.
“How about this?” he whispered into my ear and he slipped his hand between my legs and cupped my pussy, it immediately made me reach down and grab his hand too. He squeezed and I hissed, unable to control it.
“I know…Vanessa, I need to fuck you…I need to have my cock inside of you, twitching and whatnot.”
I smiled and looked to him.
“Is there anything more to you than cock and pussy?” I asked him and he raised an eyebrow.
“Oh my god…false as he is, what the fuck is wrong with you?” he asked me.
“I just think there is more,” I whispered to him and he disintegrated in front of my face as Cory came into view all smiling and somewhat clumsy. I grinned and regained my composure after my brief hot moment with fictitious Hunter.
Cory raised a hand and books fell, I stood up and so did Rene across the room and I raised a hand and he sat back down slowly. I walked to Cory and leaned down, gathering up his vampire books and stood up, smiling at his human nature and curiosity.
“Well, I guess I make an impression, whether it is good or bad I have not decided.”
I sat down and he slid his chair out across from me and spread his books out.
“So…I am thinking that immortality may be a possibility,” he said and I watched his face as he leafed through a book and popped it open.
“Why would you say that?”
“Well, I am starting to find things, pictures mostly, of people throughout time…mainly royalty who look similar.”
“You do realize that most royal families breed within their own bloodline, to attempt purity,” I said.
“Oh I know…gross habits in my opinion, but you know those rich people have a tendency to be insane anyway.”
I paused and looked at his books suddenly realizing he had others with him, ones that were not vampire in nature.
“Like this one for instance…” he said as he opened a thick book up and stared at the photograph.
“This crazy shit had children with his first cousin. I mean you get that close in genetics and weird shit is bound to happen.”
I glanced at the photograph and there he was…my Father. I stood up so quickly I knocked my chair over as his face haunted me as well as the picture of me on his lap in the old black and white.
Cory looked up at me and I looked rattled I am sure, Rene was at my side quickly and I looked to him as did Cory, who had to be curious about who he was.
He stood up and held his hand out to him.
“Cory Banford,” he said and Rene eyed his hand and then looked back to me.
“Are you okay?” he said in a low tone to me and I nodded. He relaxed slightly and I reached up and touched Cory’s hand helping him to forget his discovery of just how messed up my family actually was.
“I am starving, I have a blood sugar thing, it makes me act crazy sometimes and I apologize.”
“Is that why you have a bodyguard now?”
I looked to Rene and realized he may be just that to me.
“Yes, Rene is an old friend to my family and watches out for me, since I have this condition.”
“Well, there is a café down the street with great food, you want to walk there and get something?”
I nodded and Rene let go of my arm and looked to Cory.
“I have to excuse myself for just a moment,” I said and Rene followed me a few steps behind as I walked to the secluded bathrooms and stopped and leaned on the wall as my stomach churned and the pain of the lack of blood bubbled up. Rene stepped up to me and rolled up his sleeve and I eyed him, so confused and yet to close to attacking anything to stop the overwhelming need welling up in me. He held his wrist out to me and I took it and bit into him as he leaned against the wall and allowed me to feed, slowly at first and then with a burst of force to fill my stomach and cause the craziness to subside. He lowered slightly and I stopped and held him up, I had taken too much from him, I knew it and his heartbeat was slowing in my ears, I drug him into the bath
room and leaned him against the wall. I stood up and wiped the blood from my lips and licked the back of my hand, he watched me so peacefully I felt as if I may be doing him a favor. I leaned down and looked at his paling face and bluish lips.
“Rene, I cannot be alone. I cannot. I want to give you a gift, something you will not be able to return. Do you want to be with me? Do you want to walk the earth for eternity?” His eyes rolled slightly and I slapped him across the face.
“Rene! Tell me now or I will fucking drain you and send you onto whatever the fuck awaits you on the other side.”
He then looked at me and grinned.
“Give me your curse my lady,” he said and I bit into him and he cried out as I took him to the brink of death and then pulled back and ripped my wrist open shoving it into his mouth, he was slow to drink at first but as the decay raced through his body and the need to taste the sweet blood became his priority I felt him gaining strength. I had to place my foot on his chest and jerk my wrist away. I rubbed it as his chin dripped with my thickened blood and he arched his back, trying to cry out but I know what he is feeling. To change is a painful thing, the last bit of a tease in this life as to feeling anything of great importance. It is that lingering memory of it that makes the desire to find it again so powerful. Then he got on all fours and threw up, blood at first and then blackness overtook it as his body changed into what it would be now and forever. I played with the blood against the marbled white floor for a moment and I snapped my fingers and he looked up at me in a blur. I grinned and held my hand out to him. He rose and looked me over as if he was seeing me for the first time.
“My dick is hard,” he whispered to me and I smiled and looked down to see that he was telling the truth.
“Fucking is something that will be a need now, not an occasional want.”
He stepped up to me and I could smell the vampire all over him. It caused my chest to hum and my pussy to become wet. He slowly reached out and touched my face and I grabbed his hand and bent it back, cracking his bones and he smiled as the pain filled him with pleasure. I looked past him and Hunter was in the mirror smiling and rubbing his cock through his pants, he started to laugh and I swung Rene around and slammed him against the mirror Hunter was in and shattered it. Rene growled and so did I as I ripped his shirt open and bit into his chest, blood welling up under my lips and rolling down his pale flesh. He reached down and tried to touch me again and I jerked back from him.
“I do not feel that way for you, I only want to fuck,” I said and he nodded and accepted the terms I laid out for him.
“Get on your knees,” I said to him and he dropped without hesitation. I stepped up and he closed his eyes as I leaned against him and he could smell my pussy, it wanted and needed something hard and uneasy in it and I had a feeling that Rene would provide just that, something rough and unyielding, something that would be death to a human but the most exquisite pleasure to the undead. He knocked me down and my head hit the marble with a crack and stars formed for a moment and made me laugh. He then jerked my jeans off before I could even react and jerked my legs apart. I hissed as his nails dug into my flesh and made trenches in my skin, quickly filling with my blood and healing. His teeth extended in his mouth and he tore my panties off and I allowed it all, I wanted his animal instincts and newborn demeanor to fuck me beyond repair. I need it, and I have no other outlet. Then he extended his tongue and started to play with my clit. I arched my back as he held onto my hips so tightly it would have shattered a human pelvis, but not mine. Mine is almost steel and perhaps he will break it eventually as he fucks me with the power I have handed to him. He licked and made me squirm as he growled and his teeth ripped through his gums, he then did it, he bit into my clit and I cried out and almost sat straight up as he placed a hand on my stomach and slammed me back down, his teeth caused a wave of painful pleasure to roll up my spine and spark my brain as it not had in over a year since…. Then he flipped me over and I cried out as he clawed his way up my sides and shoved the tip of his erect cock into me. I tried to pull forward as my nails dug into the marble and etched it up like sand. I gritted my teeth as he gave me the length of his cock and he was worthy of me. His cock was thick and long and made me feel everything that he did as he shoved hard behind me. He threw all abandon to the wind as he fingered at my ass and fucked me almost at a blurring speed. No human eye could have seen it but I could feel every hard thrust behind me and then I pulled from him and knocked him across the room. He slid and cracked the wall and I laughed as I moved to him at supersonic speed and leaned down, taking his cock into my mouth and returning the painful favor to him, letting my teeth cut into him. I sucked him off and he cried out and grabbed my head, I broke three of his fingers and he laughed as I peeled his hand back, making him understand that anything happening was my decision and not his in anyway.
“I think we should get the boy,” he said as he let his head fall back against the wall and I stopped and looked at him.
“Cory?” I said and he nodded.
“His fucking blood will be sweet.”
“Stop your shit right this minute, he is not on the fucking menu, got it?” I said to him as I squeezed his dick in my hand and made the veins swell in it.
“Got it…please Vanessa, please suck it.”
That phrase made me stop and I stood up and looked around the bathroom. Mirror shattered and floor and wall damaged.
“What did you say to me Rene?” I asked him.
“Suck it, please Vanessa, I need to fucking cum.”
“You sound like him,” I said as I turned and started to get dressed.
“Don’t leave me! Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked me and I stepped out and there he was, Rene, standing guard outside the bathroom. I peeked back in and nothing was damaged at all. It was then I decided, no matter how bad the craving for blood became, I would never change Rene, I would allow him to age as it should be and give him the gift denied of me. I walked slowly at first and then sped up as Cory came into view. I was so certain as I had spent the night normal and most of the day that I had turned a corner, but my curse, that of Hunter’s Blood still haunted me and forever be a reminder that there was no life for me, nothing that would resemble a happiness and Hunter would always consume me as he had forever, my love for him encompassed my being and everything I knew to be real. I then stopped as he looked at me with a confusion I did not understand.
I stared at him and tilted my head as he glanced at the book in hand and back to me. I stepped up and placed my hand on the book, snatching it from him. I flipped the pages to see a picture of me, looking just as I do now without the treachery. I was obviously human, or so it seemed and it was a family portrait, one that included Rachel and Hunter. I had a memory of the day quickly and then dismissed it, as the thought was too much to bear. Cory shook his head.
“What is this?” he said and I grinned.
“Should I lie and make it fun for you? Or be exactly as you so hoped for?” I said with calm in my voice.
“Oh my god…you are real.”
“Am I? You tell me Cory, you tell me exactly what all of these books have taught you about the creature that I supposedly am.”
He swallowed and I heard his heartbeat speed up in my ears; his eyes glanced at my lips and then back to the book in my hand.
“My name is Vanessa, I am the daughter of a Baron, a very powerful one and my days of being human happened and ended long before you were even a thought to the world or in any hard cock.”
He watched me talk as if he had no choice and as I spoke I let my vampire charm poison him and force calm upon him as is one of my gifts when on the hunt.
“You eat humans then,” he whispered and I nodded to him.
“I try to be courteous but all be damned if the appetite is not stronger than the will sometimes,” I said, not feeling as foreign to myself as I had for almost a year.
“I was not trying to find out about you, I came back to the table and the boo
k was lying open to this picture and I almost closed it and just waited for you. But it caught my eye, and then I started to read and I am sorry, I am sorry for you,” he said and I narrowed my eyes to him.
“Why would you pity me? There is nothing to pity, I am what I should be and stronger than anything around me.”
“Oh…that is right, you have memory loss,” he said as he stepped back from me and I watched him almost as if he could tell me something I did not know.
“I have suffered from it since I was a child.”
“You have always been damaged,” he said and I looked down at the book and at the black and white photo of the faces and a flash of memory welled up. I blinked and gripped the book. I could hear screams and my name being called out and then Cory spoke again.
“It was not your fault, obviously.”
“What?” I asked him.
“You are not well Vanessa.”