V
“God
Damn it, Landon!” Adrenaline amped Landon’s post coital mood causing him to
drive his little yellow truck in a way that would make Kyle Busch jealous.
Well, the adrenaline and Janie’s squealing.
“Lighten up Janie, I just want to
remember that squeal of yours.”
“Lighten up! You’re joking, right. When
you have to explain why your truck is wrapped around a light post-“
“Seriously Janie. When have I even come
close to an accident?”
“There’s a first time for everything,
butthead.”
“Fine. I’m sorry. I promise I will be a
good boy.” Landon looked to Janie to find large swells of tears streaming down
her face. “Why are you crying? I am only going to be two hours away. We already
discussed this. You can catch the train up or I will drive down. If all else
fails, we can meet halfway somewhere.”
“I know, but I worry. New school means
new fish. What makes you think we will last through this?”
“You are being ridiculous. It’s not like
we just started dating a few weeks or even months ago, Janie. We have known
each other since kindergarten and have been exclusive since sixth grade. Like
wolves.”
“Penguins. You’re right. It’s only two
hours.” Janie leaned across the truck and kissed Landon on the cheek before
getting out of the truck. As usual, Landon was nearly out of sight before the
squeak of the front gate. Had he known what lurked in the bushes, he would not
have left so quickly.
Janie managed to slip past the blare of
the television and up to her room before the true water works began. By the
time she reached her bed and stuffed her face into the pillow, the heaving sobs
had completely consumed her petite frame. Pity and depression shook her to the
very core. The future was already looking dark and dim.
Though she immediately felt abandoned by
her longtime boyfriend, truth be told, she was also overly jealous. Why had she
been born into such a hateful home?
As she fought with all her might to
control her ridiculous blubbering, an eerie feeling crept over the room. Every
hair on her body stood straight up. Slowly sitting upright proved to be a
challenge as each muscle tightened. Swearing she saw movement in the corner
caused Janie to flee to the bathroom across the hall. Might as well shower while I hide.
The steam flowed over the shower curtain
warming and fogging the small bathroom. Dropping the days creased and wrinkled
clothes into a pile at her feet, Janie stepped into the shower; immediately
soothed by the hot water as it ran down her bare back.
Ratel pulled back the shower curtain
just far enough to reveal himself. What he didn’t expect was the immediate male
response to the young girl’s posture. With her eyes closed and her back arched
under the steaming water, Ratel mustered all his immortal strength to keep
control of his sexual impulses. “You were perfectly right, young one. A shower
was just what we needed.”
“What are you doing in my bathroom? Are
you-”
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“Please, child. It’s best you don’t ask
questions.” Ratel gently ran his frigid hand over her quickly warming body
reveling in the tingles pulsing through his body as a result of the touch.
Tension quickly filled the air as Janie fought back the urge to scream aloud.
Wrapping one arm around her naked waist and the other around her mouth, Ratel
whispered into her ear, “I know how badly you want to scream but you and I both
know how that will end. Either way, I have not yet made my decision.”
Ratel slowly slid his hands from Janie’s
mouth and waist, allowing them to flutter to just the right places. Places that
would send them both into a tizzy had the conditions been right.
Slightly out of breath, Janie asked,
“What is it you want from me?”
“I have already answered that. Finish
please.” The tension was nearly more than he could bear. Each minute quiver of
her heart reverberated through the predator’s hardened organ. That coupled with
the increasing intensity of her quickening pulse put Ratel on edge.
Janie had barely turned the water off
before he took her into his arms, naked and dripping. The steam rising from her
body filtered through Ratel’s thin black t-shirt, melting the bitter ice his
undead body had become. “I would apologize, but you are everything I fantasize
about.” With that said, Ratel sunk his elongated fangs deep into Janie’s soft,
innocent flesh reveling in the sweetness of Janie’s youth before swallowing
down. He had her right where he wanted; comatose and unable to fight back.
Women are best silent and lacking emotion.
What to do? You would make a gorgeous
submissive vampire servant but your blood is just so tasty. To throw you into a
grave blood intact or to dump you into the river, that is the true question.
Either way, your disappearance will be quite the addition to the Anderson
troubles! Might as well enjoy myself before making the decision!
Ratel took another long pull from
Janie’s neck. Suppressed hatred laced the luscious blood accentuating the
already sadistic instincts deep within Ratel’s hateful being. Still unsure what
to do with the girl, he flipped her over his shoulder like a ragdoll, bound
from the second story bathroom window and disappeared into the trees beyond.
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