My Life With Fangs
I was bored so I thought I'd write about some vamps, and it's actually going somewhere!!! I need AT LEAST 10 comments for evry chap. So comment pweaze!!!
Yesh, I changed the #. :)
um......i am aware i am behind on the chaps.........................................so, i owe u guys 2 more......
Chapter 1
Om nom nom
Ugh.
What an unproductive day, I think. My stomach rumbles, so loud that a couple ahead of me turns around.
I know I look pissed and paler than usual, but that's only because I haven't fed in. like, two days, and I'm starving.
I turn abrubtly imto a dark alley because I'm soo tempted to go back there, drink the happy couple dry, and leave them.
But that's not my way.
I go for the elderly people, or really, really drunk people who stumble into my alley's. Well, there not necessarily my alley's, but--
The thought breaks off as a man comes stumbling-- tripping more like it--into the alley. I press up against the wall, not breathing. Closer. . . Come on, come closer, you drunk.
Yeah, 'cause that's gonna work, I tell myself bitterly. Where's Lexi when you need her? Great. Just great. Guess I'm doing this the usual way. I glance down at my black mini, and my lacy tank top. Yanking my boots back into place at my mid-thigh, I step in the light of the moon so he can see me.
His eyes widen at the sight of me. " Schwell, hello's gourgeous. What're you doin' outs in the night. wearing. . ." he paused and his gaze flickers down my form, " that?" he finishes. Though it's kinda hard to understand because he slurred so much.
I slink up to him, moving my hips in a swingy motion. Stopping in front of him and putting my hands on his chest, I answer, " Waiting for you, honey. Can you help me?" My gaze falls to the ground and then, slowly, I look back up at him.
Instead of responding, he grabs my hair, and pulls my head back, hard. He smashes his old, gross fleshy lips on mine, and moans.
I almost gag. He completely reeks of beer and it smells soo icky. But I smell what I want and that's the only reason I'm doing this.
I pull back gently, and whisper. " Lay down," into his ear. And he's so out of it, he does. Bending down, I grab the front of his shirt and pull him to me. I lick his neck, nip his ear, and then lick his neck again. His arm crooks around my waist.
Licking his neck one more time, I pause for a second.
Ah, screw it, I think, biting down into his neck and letting the blood flow.
What an unproductive day, I think. My stomach rumbles, so loud that a couple ahead of me turns around.
I know I look pissed and paler than usual, but that's only because I haven't fed in. like, two days, and I'm starving.
I turn abrubtly imto a dark alley because I'm soo tempted to go back there, drink the happy couple dry, and leave them.
But that's not my way.
I go for the elderly people, or really, really drunk people who stumble into my alley's. Well, there not necessarily my alley's, but--
The thought breaks off as a man comes stumbling-- tripping more like it--into the alley. I press up against the wall, not breathing. Closer. . . Come on, come closer, you drunk.
Yeah, 'cause that's gonna work, I tell myself bitterly. Where's Lexi when you need her? Great. Just great. Guess I'm doing this the usual way. I glance down at my black mini, and my lacy tank top. Yanking my boots back into place at my mid-thigh, I step in the light of the moon so he can see me.
His eyes widen at the sight of me. " Schwell, hello's gourgeous. What're you doin' outs in the night. wearing. . ." he paused and his gaze flickers down my form, " that?" he finishes. Though it's kinda hard to understand because he slurred so much.
I slink up to him, moving my hips in a swingy motion. Stopping in front of him and putting my hands on his chest, I answer, " Waiting for you, honey. Can you help me?" My gaze falls to the ground and then, slowly, I look back up at him.
Instead of responding, he grabs my hair, and pulls my head back, hard. He smashes his old, gross fleshy lips on mine, and moans.
I almost gag. He completely reeks of beer and it smells soo icky. But I smell what I want and that's the only reason I'm doing this.
I pull back gently, and whisper. " Lay down," into his ear. And he's so out of it, he does. Bending down, I grab the front of his shirt and pull him to me. I lick his neck, nip his ear, and then lick his neck again. His arm crooks around my waist.
Licking his neck one more time, I pause for a second.
Ah, screw it, I think, biting down into his neck and letting the blood flow.
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more please!!!!!
R u gonna keep writing more? Plz do
im not really into this vampire stuff, but this is SUPER GOOD!!!!!!!!!!! and im very picky when it comes to stories! :D
Sorry it's been so long guys!
Keep going it's so interesting!!! :D
This is so good :D
I luvvvvved it!!!!! cant wait for the next chapter!! :)
Hey I'm gonna keep bothering you for more at school, okay? :P
That was a good story u must keep writing :) ur really good at it xD
Cool!!!! =)