Abby's Vampire

by Anjela Renee

  “And I want Mary,” Maurice answered. He tried reaching for Mary’s hand; Enri pulled it back.

  “You can’t force Mary to go with you, but as you can see she is alive and well,” Enri informed Maurice.

  “Mary?” Maurice asked. “What do you want?”

  “I don’t know. It’s been so long and I did love you so much back then, but you have done horrible things. I don’t think I could ever be with someone who has done the things you have done.”

  “Everything I have done was because of you. Because I loved you so much; I was miserable without you. If I had you, I would have been a better man.”

  “If you really knew me, you would know I would never want you to do those things. You are not the man I fell in love with. I’m sorry.” Mary got up from the table and left the club.

  Maurice looked down at the table, defeated. He handed Javon a piece of paper with an address.

  “Brian kept her there. I haven’t been to check on her yet. I’m sorry.” Maurice got up and started to leave. Javon grabbed him by the arm and stopped him.

  “You think it’s that easy. You can’t just apologize and leave. You’re a wanted man now; the council has a wooden stake with your name on it.”

  “That may be true, but there is nothing you can do here and now. Unless you want to exposed us all, to every human in this club.”

  Javon hissed as he let go of Maurice. Maurice laughed as he slowly walked out of the club. He knew there was nothing Javon could do at that moment, but he knew the council would be coming for him.

  ***

  Maurice entered the factory where Brian was going through the turning. He could hear the screaming and smell the blood.

  As he entered the room, he could see Andrea was in the corner, pale from blood loss.

  “Brian, I’m back. How are you doing?”

  Brian opened his eyes, and moaned. “I fed but I’m hurting.”

  “I never wanted this for you. I found her; she is alive, my Mary is alive.”

  “Who is Mary?” Brian asked.

  Maurice never shared very much with Brian he never discussed the biggest loss of his life. “From before I was turned. She was turned, too, but I never knew. I now know I am everything she despises the most. Tomorrow, when the major pain is over, we can move back to the house.”

  “Thank you, Maurice, for not abandoning me.”

  “You are my child, Brian. I will never leave you. Be careful feeding from Andrea. I don’t want her to die.”

  ***

  Brian looked at Maurice in shock. It was like he was a completely different person. Maybe he was wrong; maybe there was hope for Maurice after all.

  The next evening, Brian woke up, still in pain, but much better than the night before. He was no longer in the abandoned factory. He was in the house he shared with Maurice.

  “How are you feeling?” Maurice asked Brian.

  He had always been uncaring and cold but now that his blood was inside Brian, he couldn't help but feel concerned toward him. Brian was now his child and he couldn’t help but want to help him.

  “You moved me,” Brian replied, feeling drained and tired.

  “I thought you would feel more comfortable in familiar surroundings. I sent Andrea home. If you feel up to it, we can go hunting,” Maurice said as he sat next to Brian. “Andrea will be at home resting for a few days; she said you could feed from her again.”

  “Why are you being so nice to me?” Brian asked. He slowly sat up, his body still feeling sore from all the changes.

  “Let’s just say a ghost from my past helped me see what I had become, and I didn’t like it. Get dressed and let’s go out; you need blood to stay strong.”

  “I need to call Lizzy,” Brain said, only half aware of what he was saying.

  “Who is Lizzy?”

  “The girl you fed from the other night. She's my friend; she'll be worried.”

  “You can call her later. I’ll be waiting. Hurry.”

  Chapter 27

  Javon walked inside the old abandoned farmhouse; it was empty and cold. The place had clearly been neglected for a number of years and it showed. The living room had a few meager supplies, almost like someone was camping. He listened and couldn’t hear anyone in the house at all. He slowly walked upstairs and entered the first room he came to. It was small and empty so he continued down the narrow hall. He slowly walked, but his feet still squeaked on the old wood floors. He came to another room; it was large and also empty but he could see the window had been broken. He could smell Abby's scent all over the room. His phone started ringing and he answered it quickly, without looking at the caller ID.

  “Hello?” he answered abruptly

  “Javon,” a familiar voice answered.

  Javon was relieved to hear the voice of Abby. “Abby, tell me where you are.”

  “I'm home. I just wanted you to know I'm alright. I'm exhausted. I need some sleep. We have a lot to talk about—I heard some things about you and the man who took me.”

  Javon didn't like the sound of that. He wanted to ask how she escaped, but he had a feeling he should wait until they met in person. He had a bad feeling she knew he was a Vampire and was probably going to freak out and dump his ass. He was kicking himself for not telling her sooner in his own way.

  “I want to come check on you. I need to see you’re really okay.” Javon could hear the hesitation in her voice, but he was hoping she would agree to see him if only for a little while.

  “It’s been a hard day. I really don’t want to see anyone.”

  ***

  Abby hung up the phone. It was a quick, simple conversation, but it felt like so much more. It exhausted her even more. She was tired but desperately needed a shower. She just put on her pajamas when she heard a frantic knock at the door. Abby cursed. She had a feeling Javon didn’t listen and rushed right over. As soon as Abby opened the door, Javon came rushing inside and took her into his arms. He kissed her like he was a drowning man and she was the life raft. As much as she knew they shouldn’t and they needed to talk, at that moment all she could think about was how good his arms felt around her and how delicious his kisses were.

  Javon finally stopped kissing her and just held her in his arms. “I needed to see you. I know we need to talk, but tonight I just want to be with you.”

  Abby’s head kept screaming: NO! But her body and heart couldn’t refuse him; she wanted him with her. She nodded and he followed her to her bedroom.

  “We don’t need to do anything. I just want to lay in bed and hold you. After what you have been through, I know you must be tired.

  “I am confused and so exhausted, I could sleep for a week. But the moment you kissed me that didn’t matter anymore. My body needs your touch far more than it will ever need sleep.” Abby couldn’t believe what she was saying, but it was all true. The man may have been clinically insane but she wanted to fuck him and she didn’t care of the consequences.

  Abby took off her robe and then she undressed. When she finished, she looked over to Javon. He sat on her bed and looked at her in a way that made her want him even more.

  “Abby, you are a beauty,” Javon said to her seductively.

  “I took off my clothes; it’s your turn.” Abby stood completely naked but she wouldn’t allow herself to feel self conscious. She could see that he liked what he saw and that was all that should matter to her.

  Javon stood and took off his shirt. He was well built and continued undressing until he was naked. His erection jutted out from his body, his desire and readiness completely evident. “We will do whatever you want; tonight is for you,” Javon murmured into her ear.

  Abby reached out and touched his pale chest. It was so hard and defined with muscles. She ran her hand along his hard nipples and up to his shoulders. He grumbled a soft moan to her touch. She was so soft and just what his body craved. Abby nibbled at his lips and then kissed him, pushing him into the bed. She continued kissing him, in no hurry to go any furth
er. She wondered how long she could prolong just kissing. She wanted more, but just being with him like this was more than she could have hoped for.

  ***

  Javon promised Abby an ‘all for her’ night. But he badly wanted to touch her luscious body, but didn’t want to seem pushy. “Abby, I want to touch you. I want to feel your body before I make love to you.”

  “Do it! Please, I need you.”

  That’s all Javon needed to hear. He kissed her neck, tasting the saltiness of her skin. He ran his hands down to her breasts, cupping the large globes in his large hands. Abby moaned and Javon took that as encouragement. He kissed her lower and took a hard nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue and it brought out a strangled moan on Abby’s part. She trembled with pleasure and gasped as he continued suckling her breast.

  “Oh please; don’t stop,” she groaned.

  ***

  Abby had always been reserved and held back when she had sex with men. Javon was different; with him, she felt comfortable and she didn’t feel shy at all.

  Javon stopped sucking her breast and lifted his head. Why is he stopping? she thought.

  ***

  He then lowered his head and devoured her body with kisses until he reached the one thing he craved to taste. He gave her pussy gentle kisses and then spread her folds and lunged into her with his tongue. Abby squirmed and moaned and he tasted her delicious folds.

  His cock ached to be inside her but he wanted to taste her as she came into his mouth. He found her clit and swirled his tongue on it gently and dipped two fingers inside her. Javon could feel her pussy contract and then, finally, she screamed out his name. He continued working her until the last of her orgasm subsided.

  ***

  Abby was breathing heavily; her orgasm consumed her and she felt faint. Javon kissed her neck and she felt a tingle travel through her body as it once again felt a need for him.

  “I want to be inside you. Are you ready?”

  Abby nodded and in one swift movement, he buried his cock deep inside her. He was large but just the right size for her. Her body accommodated to his size as he moved inside her. Abby moaned on the edge of a full blown scream. It felt so good; she felt like she would pass out from too much pleasure.

  ***

  Javon continued rocking into Abby, his orgasm getting closer. Her pussy felt so tight, moist, and inviting. He didn’t know how much longer he could hold off. His body slammed into her and then he felt it; his orgasm took over, his cock spilling his warm seed inside her. He felt Abby scream again and her pussy spasmed around his cock as she joined him in another orgasm.

  Chapter 28

  Lizzy and Prena waited in line at the bar. It was a busy night. After the situation with Abby, they wanted a night out. They decided to go to Bloodlust since a few friends were going to be there and it was familiar to them. While they waited in line, Lizzy looked over and couldn’t believe who she spotted entering the bar. Maurice and Brian. Brian looked a lot different; a paler, perfect version of himself.

  “Prena, look. It’s Brian and Maurice.”

  “We should call Abby.” Prena pulled out her phone and dialed Abby.

  “Abby, it’s Prena. We’re at Bloodlust.”

  “Prena, what are doing there?” Abby said, groggy from being woken up from her well-deserved sleep.

  “Never mind that; we just saw Brian and Maurice walk in, and Brian is a Vampire now. He looks all pale and scary.”

  “I will tell Javon. Please stay away from them.”

  The line went dead. Prena put her phone away. Lizzy looked very nervous.

  “Well, what should we do?” asked Lizzy.

  “Let’s just get out of here.”

  “I agree. I don't want any part of this.”

  “Hello Beautiful,” Brian said to Lizzy as he appeared next to her, using his Vampire speed.

  “I’m not interested in whatever you want. You should be in jail, just like the freaky Vampire that made you.”

  “Come on, Lizzy; don’t be like that.” Brian looked at Lizzy with sadness.

  “Nice to see you again, my dear,” said Maurice to Lizzy as he walked up. “You look quite different vertical.”

  Lizzy hissed at Maurice. “We were just leaving.”

  “Please, Lizzy, can we talk a minute?” Brian pleaded.

  Why did he have to look so freaking cute as a vampire?

  “It’s okay, go ahead. I’ll wait here with Maurice.”

  Maurice gave Prena a smile that gave her the creeps.

  “Fine, but make it quick.” Lizzy took Brian by the hand and they walked over to a table in a corner. Lizzy looked around and noticed that Maurice was buying Prena a drink and she was laughing at something he said. Oh great, he’s putting the moves on Prena. “Okay; talk,” Lizzy said to Brian.

  “Listen, Lizzy, I know you’re mad at what I did, but I realize I like you and I want to spend time with you. I want another chance. I care about you. Please?”

  “I don’t think so. You did some horrible things and now you’re not even human anymore.”

  “I just want a chance to show you I'm a good guy. I need Maurice to show me how to be a Vampire; that’s it.”

  “I can’t just forget what you did to Abby. She was innocent in all this. All you care about is being an immortal. Don’t you get it? There was nothing wrong with you. Human Brian was the one I liked, not this Vampire you’ve become.”

  “I’m sorry, Lizzy. Please don’t give up on me.”

  “You gave up on yourself a long time ago. I need to go.” Lizzy stood up and looked over at Brian. It made her sad; he could have been such a great guy but now he was lost. “I’m suddenly not in the mood to dance. Goodbye, Brian.” As she looked back at him, she realized she really wanted to kiss those lovely lips, but she just couldn’t go there.

  “I’ll call you,” Brian shouted as Lizzy grabbed Prena and left the club.

  ***

  Brian watched Lizzy leave and felt defeated. Maurice walked over and sat down at the table with Brian.

  “So, you fell in love with my meal.” Maurice laughed.

  “Don’t call her that!” Brian shouted.

  “Easy there, big fella; I was just kidding around. It’s great. You already know she doesn’t mind being bitten.”

  “I don’t want to talk about this. I’m hungry.”

  “Okay, let’s go get you a blood whore.”

  Maurice and Brian walked into the back room of the club where the blood whores serviced the Vampires. There were men and women lounging around sofas, waiting to be chosen.

  “See anyone you like?”

  “Her,” Brian pointed to a redhead with long straight hair.

  “Go sit down. I’ll pay and bring her.” Maurice walked over to the redhead, paid her, and brought her back to Brian.

  “Brian, this is Kim. She agreed to feed you.” Kim sat down with Brian. She took his hand and he pulled away immediately.

  “Hi, Brian. Maurice told me you’re new. This will be a feed only.” Kim stood up, and Brian followed her to a back room where he could feed in private. Kim sat on a small couch and Brian sat with her. Kim pushed her hair aside to give him access to her neck. She smelled like alcohol and cheap perfume, but he was starving so he didn’t care. He could hear the blood pumping through her veins; he struck quickly, sinking his fangs into her neck. He drank until he no longer felt the hunger. He extracted his fangs and licked the puncture marks, sealing the wound.

  “Thank you,” Brian said to Kim as he rushed out of the room.

  Then he ran out of the club with Maurice right behind him.

  “Are you okay?” asked Maurice.

  “That felt really wrong to pay to drink from someone.” Brian looked to the ground as he spoke. He couldn’t help but think about Lizzy and how delicious she would taste.

  “You will get used to it.”

  “Let’s go home.”

  ***

  “Please reconsider.” Enri pleaded wi
th Mary shortly after arriving home. Mary was grabbing all her clothes and belongings and shoving them into suitcases and bags.

  Mary and Enri shared a nice three-bedroom townhouse not too far from the club. He had given her full reign to decorate any way she wanted. In many ways, the house was more hers than his. Her taste was definitely feminine and frilly, her room decorated in various shades of pink—her favorite color.

  “I’m sorry, Enri, I just need to go. I will never feel for you what you feel for me. I need to move out so you can move on. If it weren't for me, you might have found a mate already.”

  “Please don’t do this. I don’t care if you never feel anything for me. I don't need a mate. I know I screwed up. I should have told you. I just thought you were better off being with me and not knowing.”

  “And that’s your problem: you think you know what’s best for me. Well…you don’t!”

  Mary had packed three suitcases; she decided she could come back for the rest later. Sally had invited her to move in and she accepted. She needed to get away from Enri and it would give her a chance to spend time with Sally. She missed having friends. “Right now, I’m just angry and need time away. Please give me that.”

  “Will you at least continue to work at Bloodlust? You’ll need money for your new life.”

  Mary thought about the idea; her job was boring but she was good at it and needed money. She couldn’t depend on Sally to support her.

  “I will; under one condition: I want to work on the floor twice a week for a few hours. I’m tired of being alone all the time. I want to be out with people.” Mary walked over to her vanity, carefully packing an old painted portrait of her and her mother.

  “Are you sure? It can get a little rowdy out there,” Enri said. He worried about her and he thought perhaps it was a mistake. He should have told her about Maurice and let her make up her own mind.

  “I’m positive. I’ve always been a social person. I miss it.”

  Before being turned, Mary had always enjoyed going out for social gatherings. Since being turned, Enri had isolated her from most social situations; she knew things were different but she needed to get out there and try to adjust.