The Curse of The Vampires (Book 1)

Chapter Three

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I jerk awake and my eyes fly open.

"Hey, you okay, baby?" Alex asks concerned.

Baby? Already?

"Yeah, just a bad dream is all." I roll over onto my back from being spooned. I turn my head so that I can see him. Is it possible for someone to have become more handsome, from just after one night?

"Do you want to talk about it?" Alex asks as he brushes his fingers through my hair and it makes my eyes close because I like the tingling and fuzzy feeling that I am getting in my stomach.

I press my lips together, "just dreaming of what happened to me, about when I was first turned."

"Can you tell me about it?" He asks and I open my eyes to look him in the eyes. I sigh and close my eyes again and turn my head so that my face is facing up at the ceiling.

"Well, it was two thousand years ago." I start.

When Alex doesn't say anything for a few minutes and has stopped brushing my hair with his fingers, I open my eyes and turn to see him. He has the biggest shocked expression on his face. I start laughing at his appearance.

"Yeah, that's right you are dating an oooold woman." I emphasize the world 'old.' He chuckles at this.

"You're really two thousand years old."

"Well. No, technically, I am nineteen years old, I have just been nineteen years old for two thousand years." I watch for his reaction.

"You were nineteen when you were turned?" I nod my head slowly.

"Yeah, and it was on my nineteenth birthday." Alex looks as if he's taking everything that I just said in.

"When would it be your birthday? I mean if you weren't turned."

"Well, back then we didn't have months. We called it either summer or winter. I was nineteen summers, but when the months had come, I realized that my birthday would've been July fourteenth."

We are silent for a few minutes until my stomach growls. Alex laughs and I blush. I don't get why I'm blushing, since I have had a lot of people hear my stomach growl before. Alex gets up and walks all in his naked gloriousness to the closet and he grabs a black tee shirt and pulls it on over his head. He walks over to the dresser and he takes out a pair of faded black jeans and puts them on without even wearing boxers.

He goes over to the desk and opens my backpack and grabs some of my clothes and comes back over to me.

I am still lying down and he trails a finger up my leg slowly and I shiver with pleasure and anticipation. Alex puts the clothes down on the bed beside me, when he gets to the lips of my p***y with his fingers he runs them over the lips.

"Ohhh." I moan slowly.

He leans down over me and whispers in my ear, "your wet for me already, baby. You just had some not that long ago."

I don't say anything because I am distracted by him playing with me with his finger. He trails his wet finger up my abdomen and up to my breasts and runs it over my n*****s and trails it back down to my p***y. "Oooohhhh." I moan breathlessly.

I feel the bed dip where my legs are and he slides a finger in me slowly and licks my c**t. I jerk my hips away. He nibbles on my c**t lightly and it shoots a jolt of ecstasy through my body. He pulls his mouth away and he takes his finger out of me and I moan in protest, wanting him to continue.

Alex puts his fingers on my c**t and rubs it fast. I moan and jerk my hips away even though it is pleasurable and I come a little. I feel his tongue on me again and I feel it slide in me as far as it can go. I moan breathy and he starts moving his tongue faster and he slides a finger in and out of me slowly. The contrast of the fast and slow motions makes me c*m hard and fast.

He licks up my juices before he pulls away. I open my eyes slowly and look up at him and he lifts me up bridal style in his arms and sets me down on the table and goes over to the bed and grabs the clothes that he had set down while he ate me out. He grabs my crimson red lacey thong and slides it on me and he puts the matching bra on me.

Alex grabs a black skin-tight tank top and puts it on me, he grabs my black pair of leather pants and puts those on me as well.

Alex goes back over to my backpack and grabs a pair of socks and he bends down and grabs my three-inch high heeled biker boots. He puts them on me as well and he wraps his arms around my middle and I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I pull him as close as possible and kiss him on the lips deep and passionately and I can feel his growing erection on my center, making me wet all over again and ready to take him.

He pulls back from the kiss breathless and puts his forehead on mine.

"Come on, let's go get something to eat." He says and he picks me up and I stay in his arms. He looks over my shoulder so that he can see where he is going and carries me all the way downstairs and puts me down so that he can put his shoes and socks on. I haven't even seen him grab them from the room.

He stops midway through tying his shoe laces.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Can you go into the sun?" He asks while looking up at me.

I burst out laughing, now understanding his abrupt stop and looking him in the eyes.

"I can go into the sun, but I can't stay in it for long." I explain.

"Okay." Alex says and goes back to tying his shoes. He stands up and goes over to a door and opens it. He grabs my crimson red leather jacket and he comes over to me and I turn my back to him and he holds up my jacket for me. I slide my arms into the sleeves and turn back around and gather my dark black hair into my hands and pull it out from under my jacket.

Alex goes back to the close and grabs a black leather jacket for himself, since it is winter. The winter doesn't affect me in any way, I could be outside lying in the snow with nothing on for hours and I'd still be fine. But if I do that people will notice that there is something wrong with me or that I am not fully human and might realize what I am and might come for me.

Alex and I go out to his 1965 Chevy Impala SS. I am instantly in love with it. I love cars, probably because I was around when they made the first car in the world.

Alex holds the door open for me and I get in and he closes the door for me when I am sitting and buckled in. He goes around to the driver's side and gets in and buckles and starts the baby up. It gives a nice loud purr as it starts up.

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When we get to the restaurant, it is a little after five in the afternoon. He comes around the cat to my side and holds the door open for me again. We go inside and we sit down in one of the booths. I grab the menu behind the salt and pepper shaker rack and look it over.

The waitress comes over to us, she smiles broadly at Alex and I can smell her attraction for him, and I know why. Alex is quite hot, both in and out of clothes. I can also smell her jealousy. Jealousy smells like bitter chocolate that is baking in the hot sun. Don't ask me why it smells like that, it just does.

"What can I get you to drink?" She asks.

"I'll have a Frappuccino," I say.

"I'll have a coke," Alex says.

"Okay, I'll be back with your drinks. Could I get anything else for you to start with?"

"Do you have any bread sticks?" I ask.

"Does it say on the menu?" She asks.

"Yes," I stretch the word out.

"Then yes, we have some." She says like I am an inept child.

"Can I get some?" I ask.

"Sorry, we are all out."

I growl getting man, "then why didn't you say that before?"

"Because you didn't say that you wanted some."

"But I asked if you had any, you could have said that you were out then." I say slowly.

It is a good thing that I am wearing the sunglasses that I saw in the car on the drive here. Because I know my eyes are glowing red.

Some woman comes over to us, "is everything all right?" She asks.

Alex explains what happened, like a child trying to be the good one out of a bad situation. The new woman scrunches her face up in confusion.

"Why would Annalee say that we don't have any bread sticks, when we do have some?" I just look at Annalee and she sighs and turns to the new woman.

"Sorry, Fran, but she's the person that I told you about." I lift an eyebrow in confusion.

"I am who?" I ask, "because I have never seen or met you before."

"You're the one that came into a bar last night and nearly killed me."

"And explain to me how I could have done that, when I was in a coma last night?" I ask.

"You were in a coma last night, but not today, and how am I supposed to believe that?" Annalee asks.

"She was in a coma, she was in a coma for the past week." Alex says. It was actually three day but I know what he is doing, he is trying to do this so that I am not accused for something that I didn't do. Fran looks at him.

"How would you know?" Fran asks him.

"Because I was her doctor, she woke up this morning and wanted to get something to eat other than hospital food so I brought her here. So, whoever tried to kill you last night, it wasn't Aurora." He says to Annalee.

I look at Annalee and Fran watching for their reactions and then Fran look to Annalee.

"Are you sure it was her that you saw?" Fran asks.

"Well... It was dark, but the figure was a woman and she had glowing red eyes." Annalee says and I snap my head to her.

"Glowing red eyes!?" I ask in surprise. There is no way, I barely ever met another vampire at least not in this century. Annalee looks at me and nods her head.

"Yeah, why?"

"Because whoever attacked you may be the same person that attacked me because the person that attacked me also had glowing red eyes." I say even though whoever did attack her didn't attack me since I killed him two thousand years ago when I was first turned.

Her shoulders drop a little, "Oh, I'm sorry." She says and turns and walks off and goes to go get our orders. Fran turns to me.

"Are you sure?" She asks and I know what she is asking and I nod my head. She turns and goes into the office in the back and Annalee comes back with my coffee and Alex's coke and my breadsticks. I feel something go through my back and out of my chest. I look down and see that the pointy part of a wooden stake is there.

Who uses a wooden stake anymore?

I stand up and take the wooden stake out of my chest, I turn around and see that it is Fran. I take my sunglasses off and have my fangs fully out.

"Now that f*****g hurt." I say angrily. "And just so you know, I wasn't lying about being in a coma."

"Like I am going to fall for that one." Fran says.

I lean forward a little and sniff and smell that she is a vampire. Vampires smell like graveyards, since most of us crawl out of one, and humans have different smells to them. I lean back and smile at her because I know that she doesn't know that I know she is a vampire as well.

"When were you turned?" I ask.

"How...?"

"I can smell you, that's how I know."

"When were you turned?" She turns the question on to me.

"How about we stick with you since you were the one to have attacked Annalee." I say.

"How...?"

"When I said that I was most likely attacked by the same person, your breathing changed, got shallower." I move a little closer to her and she shows her vampire-self, I don't back down.

"Now, I am going to ask you one more time. When were you turned?"

"Two hundred years ago." She says in a meek voice.

"Well... Here's something you should know. I was turned two thousand years ago." I say and lean closer to her and she bows her head in submission.

I lean away from her and Fran tries to attack me but I grab her arms, break them, and I bite her neck and drink some of her blood. I stop drinking her blood and throw her back.

I swallow the blood that is still in my mouth and look at Fran who has gotten up off the floor already.

"Sorry about your daughter, but the next tume you try something like this again, I won't hold back." I say.

"What do you mean?"

"The next time you try to attack someone or challenge me I won't hold my strength back."

"How did you know about my daughter?"

"When a vampire drink off another vampire they get to see how the other was turned. I have been around for two thousand years, so don't even try to challenge me." I turn to Annalee, who takes a step back, when I move closer to her. I close my eyes and take a deep breath and reopen them. My fangs retract and my eyes turn back to their oceanic blue color.

"I wasn't the one that attacked you. Fran was. She was hungry and she saw you and wanted to attack you. I haven't drunk off a human without their permission in centries, and I don't drink off the human body much, I get my blood to drink from the blood bank. Okay?" I ask.

She nods her head, "how come you eat human food and she doesn't." Annalee asks.

"So, you did know what she was, that would've explained the fear that you had whenever she got too close to you. But technically she does need to eat human food, or at least she should. When a vampire eats human food, it makes it so that the vampire isn't.... Savaged and attacks anyone at anytime." I explain and look pointedly to Fran.

"It also helps for vampires to remember what it was like to be human." I finish explaining.

I sit back down and then notice a police officer coming toward us and looks to me.

"You found who has been killing hundreds of women around here for us. Thank you." The officer says, I look at his name tag and it says S. Haynes.

"You're welcome, officer Haynes." I say.

"Can you tell what peoples names are without them telling you?" Asks Annalee.

"No?" I say questioningly, trying to figure out where the question came from, "but I can read." I say sarcastically.

I help the officer bring Fran to his car and he asks if I can help restrain her at the police station and I tell him "I guess." We go to the police station and Alex follows us in his car. When we get there, I put Fran on Silver handcuffs and go out and get human food and bring it bak in for her to eat.

She just stares at the food and then look up at me.

"Yeah, you're not getting any blood." I say and see that the handcuffs are starting to burn her.

Silver or Iron can burn as well as the sun. We wait here for a while and she still hasn't said anything and I am sitting in the view room and watch her. I eventually fall asleep from exhaustion and from the sun still being up. With the sun still up, it makes vampires weak and fatigue.