Vampire (Updated 9 August)

Now that I have decided that this is a fic in progress and not just a one shot, I thought I should probably give it some kind of rating, so you know what to expect.

I am rating this Frankie (ie, NC-17). I don't really understand the rating system because I'm from the UK and we have a different one, but there's nothing here that a 17 year old couldn't read. But there will be blood, death, violence and graphic sex, so if anyone thinks I should change the rating, just let me know.

I have only ever once posted a fic before but as it was *ahem* on another site and nobody really even looked at it, I thought I'd share it with you lovely people. Be kind, it's the only one shot I've ever written.


Vampire


The music thumped from the speakers, reverberating through my head, drowning out the thoughts I was having. A slow, sensual beat with a melancholy melody that I could feel pounding in my chest, tearing my lonely heart out.

I watched him from my quiet corner of the busy club as he stood on the balcony, staring down at the people dancing, their bodies pressed close together. Even from this distance he took my breath away. Tall and dressed in black, the luminous white skin on his face and hands was in stark contrast to the darkness of his long hair. I knew he was the one, he could end my misery.

He turned, as if he could hear what I was thinking and across that busy room our eyes met. Locked in our stare nothing else seemed to matter. He had me in his power already and from the smirk on his face I knew that he had worked that out.

I looked away from him, rose from my seat and began to make my way out of the club. Never once did I look back at him or check that he was pursuing me. There was no need, I knew he would follow.

Outside the night was cold and I walked from the door of the club, heading towards the alley that ran along the side. The streets were empty and nobody watched as I turned into the darkness, away from the bright glow of the streetlights. There were no footsteps except for my own and I began to panic. Maybe I was wrong, maybe he wasn’t the one.

From nowhere he grabbed me. With a low growl, his pale, slender hands grasped at my wrists and I was pushed roughly back towards the wall of the club, crying out in surprise as ripples of pain shot through my body. Very quickly I was trapped, my arms held tightly against the wall, but even now I felt no fear and welcomed his ferocity. Up close he was even more beautiful that I had imagined he would be, with hazel eyes which burned with an inner fire. Again he smirked at me, revelling in the power he had, knowing I was helpless.

With ease he pushed both my arms above my head and held my wrists with one hand. I was amazed at how strong he was. We were almost the same height and yet there was no way I could have escaped, even if I had wanted to. He snaked his free hand up into my hair and pulled my head sharply to the side, exposing my neck, his prize. He closed in on me and I could feel his teeth graze the soft skin there.

“Wait,” I breathed against his ear, which was so close to my face now. I felt him pause for a moment. “Please.”

He pulled back and looked at me, obviously confused as to why I wasn’t putting up a fight. His eyes shone with a lust for my blood which made them glow even brighter than before. “Why should I wait?” he snarled, “I’m hungry.”

“I don’t want it to end this way,” I began. “I’ve been so lonely, so much heartache and I’m ready to die, I’m ready to end it tonight, with you, like this, but …,” I faltered. I longed to tell him that I wanted to die with tenderness, not with fear and pain, but suddenly the words just weren’t there and I searched his eyes, trying to find a way to say it.

He stared back at me. I realised that he could hear my thoughts and in that instant I saw compassion in his eyes, emotion I would never have expected from such a creature. “If I let go of your hands,” he said in a low, steady voice, “do you promise not to try to run?”

I nodded and gently he released my arms. “There’s nowhere I would rather be,” I replied softly, my voice shaking slightly. The hand that was gripped tightly in my hair began to loosen and he pulled it forward to cup my face.

“Don’t be afraid,” he soothed, “I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.” In his face I saw a glimpse of the humanity he had long ago held dear. His thumbnail raked softly over my lips and I shuddered, the sensuality of his touch making my heart swell in my chest. He leaned towards me, gently kissing my cheek before whispering in my ear, “I’m going to take away all your pain, sugar. You’ll never have to feel sad again.” A wave of relief washed over me and I slumped forward into him, throwing my arms around his neck and pulling him close to me. He held me there tightly for a minute before moving back. “Close your eyes, angel.”

With my eyes tight shut I felt the first unexpected touch of his icy lips, pressing firmly against mine and I gasped in surprise. I felt him smile against my mouth before resuming his kiss, soft, cold lips clashing with the heat from my own. As the kiss deepened I let myself surrender completely to him, enjoying the strength of his arm around me, the feeling of his hand which held my face close to his own. My heartbeat quickened and I found myself growing bolder. I slid my hands up into his hair, pulling him harder into my mouth. Slowly, deliberately, I moved my tongue to tease his lips and further inside, slipping over his fangs. A low, guttural growl came from his throat and in that instant I was pushed back against the wall again as his mouth ferociously devoured mine, his lips hard and insistent but his movements still tender.

We stayed that way for a while, passion consuming us as we clung together. I could feel my blood coursing round my veins, faster and faster, until I felt light headed and I knew it was time. As I drew back from his lips his eyes jerked open. They shone more intensely even than before, powered by the lust he now felt, a feeling which had gone beyond the simple need to feed. I could hear the pounding of my heart in my ears. “I’m ready,” I moaned, “do it now.”

Without a word he leant forward to kiss my lips one last time, snaking his hand into my hair again. Tenderly he pulled my head to the side, exposing my neck and the vein that throbbed there as he lightly kissed a trail across my cheek and down my jaw. I shivered in anticipation of what was to come and I felt his arm tighten around me, giving me the reassurance that I needed to go on.

I gasped aloud as his teeth pierced the soft skin of my neck but, even as I felt my blood pour into his mouth, I felt no fear just a release of all the pain that was inside me. Within seconds I felt my hands and feet start to tingle, the loss of blood affecting my co-ordination. I held onto him as long as I could, my arms entwined around his neck as he took my life and made it his own. Soon he was finished and as my legs gave way I felt the fast approach of my death, but still his arms stayed tightly wrapped around me, shielding me from the cold of the night. Gently he lowered me to the ground, my body supported on his legs. “Not long now” he whispered, “be brave.” The fire in his eyes was glowing brightly now as my blood mixed with his own. He smiled at me one last time, his fingers gently stroking my cheek. And so I watched him, my saviour, keeping me safe from harm in this dark alleyway until darkness took me over completely. “Goodnight, my love. You’re safe from pain now.”

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Be kind! But you can also be honest - I never claimed to be as good as Lis!

Gosh Daisy!

That was a great story! You gotta write more. I really loved it. Totally sad and just really really great.

Oooh, such praise, and from Lis too. I feel very honoured.

When I wrote this, quite a while ago now, I considered turning it into a more than one shot, but, as I am actually trying to write a book (although I never seem to get any more of it done because I'm always too busy or too tired), I don't think I would really get many updates out on it.

But I'm quite excited by the good reception it has had, cos the last person that read it, ie, my husband, kinda went "Yeah, it's ... good" and that was the end of that.

Thanks guys.

I totally loved it!

I think it could have had more...cause...I dunno. The first person point of view made me think something else could happen to the character. haha

Also...I didn't know you were married...I thought you were younger than me. I guess you still could be...*thoughtful sigh*

Oh, I'm sooooo not younger than you, but I wish I could be. Let's just say I married young, but I have been married for eight years and I've got two children, which is why I've had to start dying my hair black, just to colour in the white hair that they give me.

I felt the story should have had more too, but more what, I couldn't quite work out. It bothers me that it's written in the first person as well, because it doesn't really work at the end when she dies, but I like to tell myself it's to give hope that she's telling the story in retrospect where the yummy vampire changed her, took her away, made her happy and loved her for all eternity. But personal fantasies aside it has some flaws, but I'm just too lazy to try and fix them.

Don't change it. I mean...if you do then I can't imagine that the girl gets to live a life of romance and adventure anymore. Cause I mean...isn't that what we all want. haha

Holy shit Dais that was Amazing!

I lurves it *WHY* didnt i pick it up... *ahem* somewhere else



Sorry Lis and Zomb, i think you've got a competitor for my attention...

Well, how can I describe this...

That was beautiful
Heartbreaking
and just great.

That last line was enough to put tears in my eyes. I can't believe I didn't see this before! Really, you must write more. Oneshots, mini's, I don't care, but you definitely have talent, Miss Daisy.

Just so you know daisy I woke up this morning dreaming about this story, but I saw the next part...

Hmmmm, Lis ... I wonder if your next part is similar to my next part, but knowing you, they're probably being dirty and sexy and stuff (hey, actually, that is like my next part ).

I'm so tempted to not leave it as a one shot, but then how would I ever get my book finished, get it published, make as much money as J K Rowling and live the life I was born to (you know, servants, mansions, fancy cars)?

Although, as it has had such glowing reviews, I'm considering putting up the prologue to my book to see what people think, because so far the only person who has read it is me and it really could be a pile of shit, for all I know.

Yeah! I totally wanna see it!!!!

Yes Daisy, definetley post it when you have a chance. We'd all love to see it!:]

count me in Dais!! I wanna read tooOOoo