Cursed Royalty B1: Vampire Snow

Chapter Five: Blood Thirsty

I hear a knock on my door as I lay there. “Come in.” I yell. I have no intention of getting up right now. My door slowly opens, and Lance comes in. He jumps into the other side of my bed. He puts his hands behind his head and leans back on my pillows.

I can feel his eyes on me. “So are you going to spill your secrets and tell me why your eyes are red?”

I let out a sigh and roll over so I can face him. “It's a long story and you probably won't believe me.”

His eyebrow arches up as he looks at me. “Well tell me, and then I will decide whether or not you are insane.”

I quietly laugh, “Right, because you are the best person to pass judgment on that.”

He rolls his eyes, “Stop changing the subject Lilly.”

“Fine. I am a reincarnated Princess who is cursed to live forever and drink people’s blood. Unless of course I find my true love and share true love's kiss. Any questions?” I say not pausing for a second.

His eyes get wide and he looks at me. “Are you teasing me?”

I look away for a moment and then look at him again. “I wish I was.” My eyes begin to water, and the stress of the situation finally hits me completely.

“So you had a past life?” He asks hesitantly, still trying to decide if I am messing with him or not.

“Yes, I did. I was married, had children, was almost killed by a poison apple while living with seven dwarfs.” I look at him my voice serious.

He is quiet for a minute and then he scratches his chin. “Okay. So how did you get reincarnated then?”

“When I was older, almost on my death bed, a coven of witches came to see me. They offered me a wonderful gift. The chance to live another life with the person I loved. So I said yes not realizing there was a catch.” I took a deep breath and then continued.

“They gave me what I wanted. Once the deal had been struck, they told me the truth. It was a trap, and I was stupid enough to fall for it. With this new life came a curse of their very own making.”

He looks at me and says quietly, “Why a curse? What was it?”

“They claimed to give me the curse because I had been selfish enough to take the deal. I know that it isn't the real reason. They are just wicked. I was able to live for sixteen years in bliss not knowing the truth.”

I let out a sigh. “When I had my sixteenth birthday all my memories of my past life came back. I remembered what my curse was going to be. My curse is awful. I will never grow old; I can never be in the sun again or I will burn to death. Those two things I can handle, but the last part is the hard part. I have to drink the blood of humans to survive.”

Lance folds his arms over his chest. “Okay. So let's say that all of this is true, and you have to technically eat people. How are you going to do that if you can't even eat animal meat?”

I shake my head, “I don't know. All I know is if I don’t, I will die. The only way to get out of this is to find my true love. If I don't find him before my twenty-third birthday this curse becomes permanent.”

Lance looks at me searching my eyes trying to find a lie in them. I know he won’t, and he slowly begins to figure out that I honestly believe what I have told him.

“Hmm, okay fine. Let's test this theory then.” He says looking at me with an impish grin.

I get up and sit cross-legged in the bed. “How?”

“Like this.” He grabs my small knife/letter opener from the table by my bed. He looks at me and then slowly gives himself a cut on the palm of his hand.

My mind goes haywire at the smell of his blood. I grab his hand with mine and use my free hand to hold his chest down using strength I never knew I had. I bite down on his hand and begin to drink.

Everything around me goes red. All I can see, smell, and the taste is the delicious, warm liquid pouring into my mouth. I can hear the noise, but I ignore it because it doesn't matter. I begin sucking harder and harder until I get nothing out.

I drop Lance's hand, but I am still thirsty. I mindlessly leave the room with only one thing on my mind. Blood.

I end up in a bedroom. There are two bodies on the bed. I can feel their blood rushing through their veins. I grab the person closest to me and begin to drink until there is nothing left.

I hear a scream, but my eyes still full of blood l**t. So I grab the one who is screaming. I bite down on their neck and drain them dry.

I fall to my knees, my throat burning and aching, and yet it isn't enough.

I need more...