i got one request thats good enough for me
i slouched against the mosses coverd headstone shaking, she stood in front of me yelling the words didn't even reach my ears, or if they did they didn't continue on into my mind, i was back in my little forgotten graveyard, the other vampire was out in chicago somewhere looking for us, she kept yelling i kept forgetting to listen, i shook trying to control the beast that raged with in me, i ws so damn thirst, she kept yelling, i kept shaking, a voice was in the back of my head, screaming at me to slash her neck and drink her blood, she stopped yelling and stared at me, the voice grew, it's own sensous whispers pounded my head. she looked down at me and i could feel her listening to my demon.
"control yourself," she whispered, i heard, but the voice continued, telling me to drink, to kill, i forced the voice back into the depths of my head, as i looked up at her, i could smell the blood in her viens. i fought the demon with in me harder.
"control yourself,"she urged this time, i fought actually squeezing my head, pushing the demon away from me, back into it's little hole.
she reached down and carefully picked me up by my shoulder sliting her neck carefully, i watched the blood roll down her pale white neck for almost a second before i was on her, sucking away at the wound drinking to satify something in me, but not of me, i drank, she relaxed rubbing my neck, then suddenly i felt something in my head explode i was rocked with pleasure as i drank, my hard sucking turned into a caring thoughtful sip, then something in me clicked almost like a new instinct i licked the wound and the slash disapeared like it was never in, as the pleasure kept explodeing in my mind i dropped to the ground, she slow dropped drop almost as if the air around her guided her slow down to the ground and we laid there holding each other on top of some one else's grave, she looked at me, for a while playing with my funny hair and searching my eye's for something, we laid there for what seemed like for ever, as i let the blood just flow through me, certain things became very apperant, i could hear people talking as the passed by the graveyard on the far end nearky three full city bloock away, i could hear mice running through the strong grass, i could see more stars in the sky than i thought existed, i could feel the different air currents drifting through our little haven, everything was so peaceful yet crowded, relaxed slowly.
suddenly something flew up before me a light peirced my eye's and virtually burned my eye's, i slammed myself back against the tombstone searching the cold stone for comfort, the light went out an i suddenly recognized it's source, a match that lit a small red cherry on the end of a cigarette, that she was holding, dangling between her pale fragile fore and middle finger,
"s### sorry i forgot,"she said in a casual tone, i couldn't beleive such a small flame could carry so much heat, so much light,
"fire will do that to you, you have a lot to get used to, things are diferent now" i could almost hear the emotion as she spoke she was very worried about me,
"here smoke this," i slowly carefully grabbed the cigarette and tried to inhale, nothing moved i had no control over my lungs i wasn't breathing, i again recoilled dropping the cigarette on the ground, something else was missing my heart didn't beat, i couldn't hear it, nothing of myself was left everything i heard everything was outside of me the only thing i had had left was my thoughts, i was dead, I WAS DEAD! the thought rocketed my body, i shut my eye's tight and leaned heavily against the tombstone,
"your going to have to stop doing that, just will it, push the blood through your body to your lungs and make them work", slowly i picked up the cigarett and pushed blood through my body to my lungs making them respond making them work, something just isn't the same sucking smoke into lungs that are already dead. i looked up at her slowly releazing that she was the only thing keeping me from totaly losing my mind
"thank you"i pushed the words out of my body
"jesus about F###ing time you said something, you know we had better go get you some more blood, i don't want you flipping on me again, but first i want o show you somethings" she finished this in more of an example as she gave the tombstone i was huddled against a quick shove, and shattered the top of it start off the base sending me to the ground.shooked again on this night f suprizes i jumped up, looking at her, the next few hours was spent showing me how to centralize my blood and uses it to push my muscles to a near supper natural strength, each time using a little more blood of my precious blood, slowly she urged my wanting for blood to it's edge, then she looked at me, and winked and almost disapeared, a blur the speed of her movements pushed my reasoning to it's edge and i bolted after her using more blood this time letting instincts from the demon dwelling in my head to push myself throught the pain to the speed in under a few seconds we were out of the cemetry tearing toward an alley the world wrapped itself around me and pushed my mind to it's edge is it tried to keep up with the information being feed to it as a predator in me took over i lost it once again and suddenly went back as the devil in me took control,
i came to sucking blood out of some young whore under the michigan overpass, with her standing over me laughing and spouting out something about my bad taste, i dropped the dead whore on to the ground as she guide me to the top level of michigan street and we hailed a cab, she gave the driver some quick directions and all i heard was the words "succubus club" which i quickly registered as a very hard to get into club in the lower factory side
"why are we going there" i asked trying to come off the high drinking the blood and essence of a being gives you
"to meet more of us" she said blankly as she cupped the lighter in her hand i quickly looked away, out in to the city passing my eye's over the city, as we passed over the huge row of nightclubs stretching across what we punks called high street,.........
the cab rolled slowly down high street as my little vampire girl layed her head on my lap and smoke another cigarette, flicking ashes at the glass between us and the driver, i sat there trying not to feel the heat of the cigarette, and stroking her hair playfully, yet absently watching the lines and lines of people in front of the clubs, each ones heart pounding in my ears tellinh me i was not one of them, not that i ever thought i was, but now it felt so much more permanent, so much more of an outcast
the cab snaked it's self around the factory distrect carefully weaving to get on the right street that would connect to the one way street the succubus club was on, slowly she sat up and hit the glass not as hard as she could but hard enough to get the drivers attention
"hey you abdual or whatever just let us off here"
the cab stopped slowly as the driver turned around
"twenty two fitty" she looked at me, and winked
"what did you say," something drew me to stare at her carefully as a presence in her grabbed my attention and slowly a great lust in me buit for her
"you say you want us to go ahead and this one was on you" something in me made me kiss her passionately, holding the bottom of her chin and trying to become one with her through one kiss
"yeah go fee, no pay" i stopped, a chicago cabby justed waved his fee, what the hell
she stepped out of the car carefully and then dragged me across the seat and out, the cab slowly pulled off, i looked her in the eye's slowly, whatever came over me quickly leaving, "What was that"
"something else you need to learn," she said calmly with a shrug and turned with a snap and walked away, i stood there for a moment the false light almost felt like it was dripping from the lamppost's, smoke trailing from her like an astral spirit drawing me to follow, a horn blew some where in the distance and i could almost smell a backed up sewer threatening to spill outit's contents, i quickly followed her lithe swaying movements, slightly running to catch back up. together we walked the next few blocks past empty lots and old factorys long shut down that i used to sleep in back when i had to rely on the older punks, i slid my arm around her small tight waiste and kept pace as she told me about a few ground rules noteably summed up in the last words she said before we turned the corner to see the succubus club..."Just act like your still alive"
i knew something was up as soon as we entered the yuppie line, the line usaully reserved for people who wanted on to the first floor, a big ritzy dance floor that pumped out the lasted gothic / industrial music, and played host to young college brats trying to seem "strange" and a few actual strange true goth's i knew, pretty much not my cup of tea. She lead me to the front past 50 or so disgruntled yupiies and tapped the bouncer on the shoulder, who with out word let us start in..."Wht the ..."...
.my sentence never got completeed as she dragged me past a crowd at the first bar, and up on to the dance floor, a lowered floor with a few suspended floors above it, where the second florr should have been, she glanced at theses risen floor and saw some one then dragged me to him.....
yep more to come