A kiss under the Velvet Moon

Madam Samantha

Tonight was one ridiculously informative night to say the least but I had still not filled my need of fresh, clean blood. My headache was increasing with each passing hour.

If didn't find a criminal to kill and drain them of their live giving fluids soon, I was going to be a pile of vampire trash on my living room floor.

It has only happened once or twice and Grey knows what to do if it does. I have an emergency supply buried behind the mint chip ice cream and vodka in the freezer. No, the vodka wasn't my choice, I hated the taste but Gina used it in her mixed drinks. I never used the emergency stash, that was only incase the unimaginable happened. Which is if I ever f**kin fall on my face because of undying, unconscionable pain.

I wasn't to that point yet but at least I had a small back up plan for now.

Pulling out her cell phone Gina looked rather defeated, the last thing on her mind this evening was to have to call her mother. Even more so, seeing her younger sister, she had no intention of ever seeing again. That part of her life was in the past and she wanted nothing more then to forget it had ever happened. Her half sister was the spawn of Satan for goodness sake. That was so wrong on so many levels.

Her mother had freaking not only slept with the ruler of hell but also produced a child with him. Her life seemed as though it should be written into a horror story. Maybe she could even ask the king of horror to write it for her. They would make millions together.

Her life was far too confusing to even comprehend at times, that's why she preferred only to look ahead, and never peer back into her past.

Unfortunately tonight she would have to break her vow and call the person that ultimately turned her life into a living hell, literally.

The last time she even spoke with her mother, was the day she absolutely refused, to give head to a very important client of her mother's.

Her dad and step mom were long gone, in hiding for fear of "Terry's" new lover at the time, hunting them down and murdering them while they slept.

She was of course only using scare tactics, but Greg took every threat very seriously, which lead his beloved daughter back into the arms of her superficial, Queen of the Prostitutes, Madame B*t*h mom.

She never once blamed Greg for high tailing it the hell out of there, she would have probably done the same, were she in the same predicament.

Her mother was in league with Satan, who wouldn't have ran ? Of course, no mortals knew the true form of her step father, nor did they know his true face.

Her father had heard some terrible rumors about him, that he was also very intimidating and someone you did not screw with.

For all she knew her mother had referred to him being in the Russian Mafia or something along those lines, lord knows she could never tell him the truth.

No mortal could ever know the truth about Nikolai Lucian Dark. If his true nature was ever fully exposed all hell would break loose and that was definitely a promise, not a suggestion.

Only god himself, knew him for who he truly was until he himself was ready to reveal all.

The lawyers made her father sound like such a inconsiderate monster. Someone who'd taken a child from the weeping arms of her distraught mother.

He was covered in a dirty cops blood, he had taken the child out of state, and all to protect her from the very person, that fought to get her back.

He might as well have been labeled as a criminal but to Gina she had referred to him as her hero.

Her mother was far from innocent, and even less of a victim in all of it. It was pretty pathetic, she had the jury eating out of her hands by the time the courts had settled.

Her father looked like he was the devil himself in the end and that he had had no rights to take her to Texas.

Her mother had fought to become clean, went through rehab for her, she had every right to come take her away.

The jury could not see through any of her pathetic lies and she won her case.

She could invision the sadness in her fathers eyes that night when she drove away. Her face stained with tears watching out the rear window of her mother's black bmw.

Grey never saw him again. She often wondered about him but dare not try to find him for fear of exposure. The devil had eyes and ears everywhere and she would never forgive herself if something ever happened to her family because of her.

Grey pressed the phone to her ear, dreading the moments until her darling mother answered and darling she was anything but.

A woman with a high pitch voice with a southern accent appeared on the other hand of the line. Her voice was nothing as she'd remembered, if she hadn't taken a second glance at the number that she had dialed she would have thought she had dialed wrong.

" Hello? " Answered the woman. Gina started breathing heavily and her hand began to shake.

The woman's voice than said again, " Hello, but this time in a more louder agitated tone.

Gina hesitated, I pressed the palm of my hand to lower part of her back in reassurance, she had to do this, and then we could get back to business.

If we didn't soon, I would have to take matters into my own hands. I hope my wolves had taken care of themselves by now. I would never want them to feel any kind of pain I've had to bare.

If I didn't come home for long periods at a time, instinct usually took over and they found themselves in the forest to feast on other animals, as they would in the wild. I never really had to worry about them. In times of need they knew what they needed to do.

Gina gulped and hesitated once more before taking her finger near the end call button on her phone key.

The woman on the other end of the lines voice than became intense. She had lost her southern charm and her voice became heated.

" Look, if this is Garry, I already told you your not welcome here, please stop.." Before the woman could continue, Grey interrupted.

" Mama, this is Grey. "

Samantha paused, and for a moment Gina thought she had hung up. " Mama?" Gina took the phone from her ear to check the status of the call, the call was still active.

" Gina, is that you? My little girl!? "

Her voice had changed from agitation to emotional but that only lasted a few seconds before, she became agitated yet again.

" You left with out saying anything, not even a goodbye. I did all this for you, built this empire for you and this is how you repay me? No call, no goodbye, no nothing. " Samantha sat on the other end of the line waiting for a response from her daughter.

" Mother, you brought me into the prostitution ring at the age of fourteen years old. You taught me things no child should ever have to learn or go through. Repay you ? I think you should be the one apologizing to me. You ruined any real chances for me to have a normal life. " Gina kicked at the coffee table near where she was standing. Pain shot through her foot, but any pain was better then the pure torture her mother had put her through for so many years as a child.

Her sister Rachel's eyes were large and aglow with an admission of guilt. She smacked herself in the leg fully knowing this might not end well.

I rubbed my temples with my thumb and forefinger closing my eyes in the process. This was going to be a long night, the temptation to slip out into the night was beginning to tug at my subconscious. A feeding frenzy danced in the back of my thoughts, my stomach lurching and pulled at the meer thought. Ugh, I hated to feel so tiny and weak. The need to feed was so overwhelming, when my body began shutting down and I hated the feeling of not being in control.

Slipping out of the living room, I made my way to the freezer. I reached inside and grabbed ahold of the very cold glass bottle of vodka and

I sat it onto the kitchen counter.

A drink might keep Gina calm enough to handle the situation attentively, while I could use a shot of my own before my brain exploded. It would only help for a short amount of time but it would have to suffice for now.

Taking a glass tumbler from out of the cupboard I poured some vodka over ice and mixed in alittle splash of cranberry juice for flavor.

Making my way back into the living room, I could already hear the raised voices of my visitors.

If this continued to much longer I was going to have to head out to a quieter more

private area such as the rooftop of my private gardens.

Grey appeared to be beside herself when I appeared infront of her with an acholic beverage in hand, and a glass of cranberry juice minus the alcohol for her sister.

Gina gave me a polite nod and accepted the drink with a " thank you my s*x slave" across her lips. Instead of trying to kick me in my rear end this time, she grabbed a hand full and patted my backside in appreciation.

Rachel did not give me much of an exuberant stance of appreciation as she older sister. She did check out my ripped abs before taking her drink from hand.

Her expression went from thankful to " I am gonna kill ya because you forgot the alcohol" in about a second after she tasted the blush red liquid. Well and there was the middle finger she shot out at me as I turned my back toward her, which give me a solid impression that she was unimpressed.

You can't impress everyone I guess but she was infact underage, and well if she were my child, it wouldn't be happening under my roof.

I raised my eyebrow up a her when I took a seat in the lazy chair near the fireplace. Raising my feet I laid my head back and shut my eyes to try and block out the light from the ceiling fan hanging in the center. Migraine, here it comes.

" Mama, Gina explained, " You need to get off you little high horse your on and release your husband. He is driving even the soulless hangs in hell a headache with his damn show tunes. Mama, let him go cool off with his buddies, before, he drives everyone mad."

Gina took a long drink of her vodka cranberry, thankful for her lover to understand her needs so well but she was wrapped up in her sister bull crap she'd completely forgot about what he needed tonight. She then felt light a total asshole.

" Mama, I am going to have to get going soon, my boyfriend, um lover, um friend is not feeling well. Are you going to please consider letting father out? He is gonna be truly pissed." Grey leaned her back in shame, man she felt like a real tool. She knew how bad things could get if this night didn't change around rather quickly.

Her mother's voice became soft and feeble. Her patience had been worn thin. " I can handle your father my darling, don't you worry. I didn't realize he would act like such a damn baby this time. I told him he could have won the presidential election, but he never listens. " She let out a long sigh, " He is always right and of course I never know what I am talking about, just because he is the king of hell and all , blah blah blah.

Okay, honey, I will do what you ask, but you will owe me a favor."

Grey downed the last if her drink before agreeing with her mother's plea.

" Mama, what is it you desire from me? You might as well be the devil herself, for trying to bargain with me. You must have learned alot from dear old father!"

Her mother let out a maniacal laugh in the background.

"I have learned a lot my dear, I have learned you cannot get anything for free these days .

You must come home to visit for a few days, I will not take no as an answer.

You father will be so pleased to see you. By the way, I know Rachel is standing there with you,

tell her hello for me. I knew she would find you!"

She could tell from the expression on Rachel's face, that she'd already known what her mother was going to ask.

Like she had been played this entire time, this whole fiasco, had nothing to do with her father.

Her mother had sent Rachel to find her, her father was never locked out of hell.

This was the plan all along and had always been, the plan.

"F**k You Rachel", she explained as she hung up the phone.

"How dare you put me in the middle of you and Mom's bullsh*t !

Now, I am obligated to make a visit, to a place and with a parent, I never intended to see ever again. You really suck, Rachel! I can't believe you! ."

Rachel stood up from the couch she had been sitting and bowed her head in defeat. Flinging her dirty brown locks behind her head she blinked, nearly hit by a flying cellphone as it came inches from her face.

" What the hell Grey !? I am truly sorry for manipulating the situation but I am my father's daughter and we'll Mother said you'd only agree if I came and found you. I had to make up a horrible lie to get you come home. "

" So all the karaoke and show tunes, what was all that about ? pure bullsh*t I assume? " Gina slammed down the glass tumbler she had in her hand into the coffee table at the foot of the couch.

I awoke from meer minutes of nap, I had hope a small nap would keep the headache at bay but I was severely wrong.

" Keep the racket down you two ! My head is splitting and I am about to freaking kill you both and drink every ounce of your blood with two slits of wrist .

So if you'd kindly shut the f up, I would much appreciate it. " I held my hands against my pounding head, as my vision was begining to become blurry and noise were becoming unbearable.

If this night could not get any worse!