Chapter One
Cravings
Scarlet's point of view.
As my eyes opened slowly they started to burn like they are kindling out of my sockets. The
incandescent light was so bright and hot to my flesh it could give me a first degree burn. My heart feels like there is a bee tail stuck in it and the venom keeps pouring in. My chest feels like its being ripped open slowly with the dullest knife you could have. My throat is as dry as Arizonian sand. My mind is racing at the speed of sound trying to concentrate on what was happening to me. I have this quench of thirst that I know for a fact I've never had. It's blood. The thick velvet dark red liquid that flows through my mouth and runs slowly down my throat like running your hands through silk. As I try to sit up slowly my head feels like it's going to fall off with how much it feels like it weighs. I try as i hard as I can to sit up, and I finally accomplish my goal. Then I creep off the hard cold old wooden table and I make no sound. Then a soft velvet voice whispers, "Where do you think you're going?" I whip my head around and I see a graceful man leaning up against the doorway with his brawn arms folded upon his chest. He looks like he is about six foot seven, very muscular in that aspect. He has deep black curly hair that comes down to this shoulders. As I eye him, he has a black turtle neck on with black slacks and black boots. From what I could see, his flesh is an off white color. He has a long facial structure. His eyes are a flashy iris color, with a dark green rim. His nose is not pointy, but not rounded either. He has high cheek bones, and his lips are very thick shaped. Through his black turtle neck you can see his chest and arm muscles. I look at him with questions wanting to pour out of my mouth.
“My name is Riley.” He says in a respectful manner.
“Scarlet.” I reply back, undoubtedly. “What am I doing here?”
“I found you lying on the street unconscious...” He starts to explain.
I interrupt him. “Why am I....”
“Feeling hungry?” He finishes.
“Yeah, I don't understand this craving I have.” I explained to him being monotoned. He moves away from the doorway where he was and stalks toward me. I start to move back, and then him realizing that he was scaring me, stops in his tracks.
“Well, you had a little.... how can I put this... confrontation with a women. And as I analyzed you, you don't take shit from people. So both of you got into it. When I was hoping you weren't going to, and she.... bit you.” As he was explaining, it was hard for him to put it in words.
“Bit me?” I said turning confused and angry.
“Yes, bit you.” He replies back.
“Bit me?” I said again in the most unbelieving tone I can have. “Who would bite...”
“You?” He finished. “Maybe, a vampire.” He claims in a very serious tone.
“A vampire.” I said in a disapproving manner, while rolling my eyes.
“What? You don't believe me?” He fights back with.
“No.” I mused. “Vampires? I mean come on, you got to be serious. A vampire? No, uh uh. No, I don't believe you one bit.” I retorted back to Riley.
“Then what explains the two punctures on your neck then?” He said as he walks towards me, and directs me to a mirror. I look in the mirror, and tilt my head to my left and I see two small punctures where he said they would be. I look at him behind me, then I look at them disapprovingly.
“No.... no they can't be. They could be...”
“What? Spider bites?” He says to me mocking me with a laugh. “See spider bites create a red bump, and they don't leave punctures and all....”
“How the hell do you know this?” I explained pissed off and not believing a word that is coming out of his mouth.
“Because I am one.” He looks at me with an evil glare. I move away so fast I couldn't even comprehend how fast I moved.
“So wait... does that mean...” I look at him. He looks back answering my question. I back away from him, and I turn and start to run as fast as I can to the door. Then surprisingly he gets there before I do, and stops me in my tracks.
“Scarlet. Look you got turned into one. As much as I wish you would of kept your mouth shut with this women, then you wouldn't of turned into a monster like me.” He looks at me with the most pleading way you could to try and soothe me.
“Riley....How could this be? I am a lonely town girl, that never had the simplest idea they...” As I tried to finish, my eyes start to burn and I started to feel like I did when I first woke up.
“Scarlet! Scarlet!” He was yelling caressingly. I couldn't hear him at all. My body was reacting, and I needed blood to clear the cravings. As quick as he could, he hurriedly picked me up and cradled me in his arms, and laid on the table I woke up from. As soon as he made sure I wasn't going to fall off the table, he then took his left wrist and bit into his vein. He put it up to my mouth, and I refused it.
“SCARLET! TAKE IT!” He motioned to me in a worried tone, and before I knew it, I yanked his wrist to my mouth and started to gulp down the blood. His body started to jerk, and I didn't care at this very moment. My body was fixated on what I wanted and needed to function. The blood that ran flawlessly into my mouth and ran like silk down my throat, was so soothing. It felt so calming like when you haven't had a cigarette in so long, then once you have one you are in a trans. That's how I am feeling at this very moment, as I'm taking copious amounts of blood away from him and into me. There was a growl that came from his chest, as I kept drinking the luscious liquid. Then his body started to jerk and I quickly stopped and he then started to sway and fell to the floor. I got up from the table, and knelt down next to him and his head lay flat on the floor. I put my arm around underneath his neck and tried to wake him from the coma he looked like he was in.
“Riley?......” No response.
“Riley...: I said with anxiety running through my body.
“RILEY!” He then awoke and looked up at me. And started to smile and laugh. “Oh my god Riley! You're okay! And why are you laughing?” I asked panickly.
“Well, I didn't think you would take THAT much out of me. I knew you would take a lot but...”
“But what?” I asked with out letting him finish.
“But it has also been a while since I uh...since someone else has drank my blood.” He looks at me embarrassingly.
“Oh, I'm sorry.” I said as apologetically as I could.
“No, it's okay Scarlet. Don't worry about it. I just have to lay hear for a minute.” He explains while taking a long deep breath. He then, after he lays there for a few minutes, gets up and I help him up. “Scarlet, you don't have to help me. I should be the one helping you.” He says while he has one arm around my shoulder and I have an arm wrapped around his waist to steady him.
“Riley... I took a lot from you. The least I can do is to help you. I mean, you DID save my life. Did you not?” I glared at him, and he looks at me while shaking his head and exclaims,
“Yeah, I guess.” He starts to laugh. “ You owe me!” He chuckles again as I chuckle with him.