THE ORGY CHRONICLES
By Jennifer Likes
     I stepped out into the cool autumn air and shoved my hands deep into
the pockets of my black leather jacket. "Alone at last." I mumbled to
myself as I took in a lung-full of the crisp night air. My parents were off
to Italy for three weeks, my older sister Alyssa was staying with her
boyfriend as long as the parental units were gone, and I had weaseled my way
out of staying with my grandparents. Three weeks of eating fat free, salt
free, cholesterol free, taste free, "heart healthy" food wasn't my idea of a
good time. I was seventeen years old, my life was just beginning.
     
A walk was just what I needed to clear my mind enough so I could start
planning how the next twenty-one days were going to unfold.
     
I started walking down a dimly lit alley way, ignoring the paranoid
thoughts of axe murderers and rapists that were beginning to creep into my
mind. As I was thinking about putting the road trip my friends and I had
been planning into action, I began to get the eerie feeling that I was being
followed. I tried to ignore the feeling, but as I continued to walk it got
progressively more intense. I quickly whirled around, half expecting to see
a psychotic stalker behind me, but there was no one.
     
"Stop being so paranoid, Jennifer." I told myself. I turned around to
continue my walk, and turned another corner. As soon as I turned that
corner, I was face to face with a tall man with spikey black hair, pale blue
eyes, and dressed entirely in black. I backed away from him until I felt
the brick of a building against my back. Something about him just wasn't
right.
     
"I've been watching you, Jennifer." he said as he walked towards me. "You
fascinate me."
     
I tried to back away from him even further, but I again felt the rough
brick behind me. I opened my mouth to scream, but the instant I did so, his
fingers were on my lips to silence me. His intensely pale eyes locked on
mine, he tilted my head back and I felt his lips on my neck. I knew I
should protest, scream, hit him, run away, anything but just stand there!
Yet I didn't. Something about him made me lose all sense of reality. Until
that is, I felt his sharp teeth against my skin.
     
The rest of what happened that night, I do not know. Everything was black
after the mysterious stranger's teeth touched my throat.
The next morning I awoke in a room that was not my own. It was a beautiful
Victorian-style bedroom with flowered wall paper on the walls and lace
curtains at the windows, but it wasn't mine. I sat up in the big canopy
bed, and rubbed my head, trying to figure out where the hell I was.
     
"Good morning, sunshine. I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going
to wake up." an amused male voice said.
     
Startled, I looked up to see an unusually tall, good looking man with dark
hair standing by one of the windows with bright sunlight streaming in
through it. "Who are you? How did I get here? What am I doing here?" My
demanding questions all poured out at once.
     
The man crossed the room and sat down at the end of the bed, facing me.
"Whoa, one question at a time!" he said with an entertained look on his
face. I'm Jay, Paige brought you here, and you're here because we wanted
you to be."
     
My head was spinning, None of this made sense, so I began asking more
questions. "Paige? Who's Paige?"
     
"The guy from last night. In the alley?"
     
The memories of the previous night came back in a nauseating flood. The
mysterious man in black, whom I now knew was this Paige person, his teeth on
my neck... My hand flew to the spot on my throat where I'd felt his teeth,
and two small, raised places on my neck greeted my fingertips. I threw back
the blankets that had been covering me and jumped out of the bed. "What
have you people done to me!" I screamed.
     
Jay came over to where I was standing, and put his hand on my
shoulder. "Jennifer, calm down and I'll explain it to you."
     
"And how the hell do you all know my name?" I moved quickly to the
door of the room but as soon as my hand was on the knob, Jay's was pulling
it off.
     
"You want your answers? Then stay here for five minutes and give me a
chance to explain!" Jay was acting like he was genuinely hurt that I was
trying to escape him.
     
"Do I have a choice?" I asked, started to calm down out of fatigue more
than anything.
     
"Not yet." He said, leading me over to the bed again and motioning for me
to sit down.
     
I rubbed my head, still puzzled over this whole thing. "Yet?" I repeated.
"What do you..."
     
"All in good time." Jay answered. "Now I suppose you want to know
everything, am I correct?"
     
I looked at the gorgeous man in front of me in utter disbelief. "Of course
I want to know everything, why would I only want to know part of it?"
     
"Don't be a smart ass."
     
"Why not? Who do I have to worry about offending? The people that
kidnaped me?"
     
"We didn't kidnap you." Jay said smoothly. "If Paige had left you there
you would have died."
     
"Yeah, I would have died from what HE did to me!" I was yelling again. It
wasn't like me to lose my cool like this, but then again, I wasn't kidnaped
by deviants like these everyday either. Forcing myself to calm down, I
asked quietly "Who are you people?"
     
"We're vampires." Jay's face was straight, and there was no ounce of
sarcasm in his deep voice.
     
"Vampires?" I repeated the word in bewilderment.
     
"Yes." The look if humor that had been on his face in he beginning was now gone. He locked his serious eyes on mine, yet I still couldn't believe what I'd just heard. I looked around the room at the four windows with the morning sun pouring through them.
     
"I thought vampires couldn't be in the sun." I said in an almost mocking tone.
     
"Simple mortal myth." That amused smile that I had begun to hate was flickering across his face again. "Along with the garlic, and crosses, and holy water."
     
"What about a steak through the heart?" I inquired, still not knowing whether or not to believe him.
     
"That would kill anybody" Jay said with a grin.
     
When he smiled I noticed the pointy incisors in his mouth for the first time. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be. Vampires were no more real than the Tooth Fairy or Frankenstein! Nevertheless, this... this... creature in front of me was telling me that he was one.
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