The Nightmares of New York

She's winning now.

This room in the basement you could lock from the inside so it was the perfect place to hide someone. Two beds, a chair and a wall of weapons. It was a torture room.
We could easily kill each other in here, but what would be the point now?
After an hour she woke and we were both caught staring at each other.
"That was sick Rosette"
I tryed to ignore her, "I brought alcohol and cloth to clean your wounds"
I walked towards her but was stopped by her hand on my chest, "no, listen to me" she pushed me back onto the bed, "that was pyschopathic, I was ready to die and you used it as a test?"
"That's correct yes"
She suddenly threw my robe back at me, "you came on the first night so I thought you wanted me dead but now I don't even know"
I spoke to the ground, I couldn't bear to look at her, "I didn't know... either, that's why I came to see if you were worth forgiving"
That's what Constance had always said, only forgive if they deserve forgiveness.
"And am I?"
"Yes"
She sighed, leaning against the stone wall. "Can we stop trying to kill each other?"
I simply nodded, I was done fighting too. "Though I want to know everything you know"
"Oh sweetie... that's tomorrow night"
I rolled my eyes at her, "Enid we have nothing else to do"
She giggled then raised an eyebrow at me, "we could repeat last night?"
"Are you that desperate?"
"Ok seems like you don't want to... how about we go out?"
"Like hunting?"
She smiled straight at me, "not exactly... we can have a feast, take what we want, have fun" she chuckled, "break hearts and break necks"
I liked the sound of it, until she mentioned where. A club in the city.
"You can drink, dance and kiss if you really want, come on, it will be just like the human days"
I was tempted but it all seemed dangerous to the secret, "but we aren't human"
"We've done it a couple times as vampires haven't we? Wasn't it fun?"
"Yeah almost getting burnt alive because we were so drunk we forgot it was summer" I muttered but she could definitely hear.
"And we aren't kids anymore, please Rosette then I'll tell you everything I know"
That's what really persuaded me, "I'll get some more modern clothes from my room, don't you dare move"
By 11:30 we were there, early for a night out but it gave us time to ourselves before we started. I got a little eager after one drink that I wasn't even sure it was the alcohol that was acting. Sober Enid was willing though and we ended up making out at the edge of the dance floor. It was the perfect start to the night of fun. "Be free" Enid said as she disappeared onto the main floor.
I figured I'd stay near the bar, observing any prey I like. One man seemed like an easy target, middle aged, alone and looking for someone. I left my glass and made my way over to the seat beside him. Small talk followed then he started to flirt. He asked why a young pretty girl was here alone. I wasn't alone and I was much older than him.
I teased him like the young and naïve girl he thought I was, he was eager now.
"Maybe we should take this somewhere a little more private?"
A gender nuetral bathroom. He thought he was getting something out of me but really, it was the other way round.
My eyes flashed vibrant red before he could even touch me. I didn't say anything before biting into him. He was sweet, a great appiticer. I left him after a while leaving him on the cold floor. People will just think he passed out from alcohol.
Then I headed to the dance floor, luring a girl to a corner where the lights were dim and then making her forget what I did. So many humans surrounded me, so many scents of blood. The more drinks I had the less tactical I got, the more messier. I wasn't attacking privately anymore, I was right there under the lights. A eurphoria. This was careless but I didn't care. Enid was right; this was fun.
The sun was far from being up, hours of fun remaining. We found each other and were playfully dancing around. "You want another drink ma'am?"
I was already beyond tipsy but that didn't stop me; being drunk was so much fun. I wouldn't die from this, I won't even throw up. It just let me be free.
"Stop, FUCKING GIGGLING BITCH"
I received a slap as Enid screamed at me. I was in hysterics and couldn't stop.
"Rosette." She made her look at her but my eyes darted everywhere, "shut up before I make you."
There was nothing playful about it but I felt the need to laugh at it. Then her boot met my stomach, creating an agonising pain that I curled into to. I fell onto the bed only to feel the cold bottom of her boot on my cheek, "So bloody annoying"
Burning. Pain. Black.
I woke to a sigh from her sitting on the other bed. I didn't know how long I was asleep, the last thing I can remember was pain to my face and stomach.
"We promised not to fight each other"
She chuckled then slammed a bottle down on the table, silencing the room. "We promised not to kill each other"
I'm not normally scared of Enid; I'm the one to be scared of. But she was enraged. She's rarely like this; you don't want to see her like this.
She raised her wrist, "this isn't healing, nothings healing Rosette"
I spoke quietly, "that was the point"
The lack of reply was chilling. Silence.
Complete an utter silence. No heartbeats, no breaths.
I wouldn't dare move, I'd just let her stare into my eyes. I'd never been on the receiving end of her anger but I knew a lot from watching her explode.
This was the worst part, waiting. Then she'd attack with no morals. She doesn't even think. A feral vampire.
It's different every time. She doesn't like to fight traditionally. Sometimes she wouldn't even hurt them physically, just cause pain. I think she liked seeing them pay for it. Though sometimes she'd go to far, she'd kill. Her moral compass is abandoned and it's almost like she blacks out.
It's not her.
She left the small room, telling me to stay. I don't know where she went but I was left waiting for a while. A long while.
Finally she re entered carrying a bag filled with things I didn't even what to guess. She walked to the wall filled with weapons picking out various knives and a pair of handcuffs. The restrains where dangled in front of my face.
"Sit on the floor and handcuff yourself to the bed post"
"You want me to do it?"
Her red eyes were darkening, "are you questioning me?"
Complying was the only option; running would bring more trouble.
"Let's talk bout Constance shall we?" I didn't know she was going with this. I knew she wouldn't tell me what happened yet, this was about her life.
She took out my journals, taking her time to read every single one. She was ripping entries out and placing them inbetween us. I had time to read them and notice they all had something in common. A mention of Constance.
Hours went by.
"She was a really good sister wasn't she?"
"The best"
She laughed as she ripped another page out, "I don't think she'd be proud of you for fighting me like you do Rosette" I couldn't argue. Well, I didn't want to out of fear and, she was right. I saw orange in between us. I looked down. Fire, the pages were burning. Memories were burning right between us.
"You should let people know your weaknesses Rosette, they can easily be used against you"
Mine was memory.
I wrote things down so I wouldn't forget but now I couldn't hold onto then. Sweet words burning away. Her. Fading away.
"I thought I was going to die, then once I accepted that you said you weren't going to kill me, I believed you, trusted you Rosette. Then you wanted to kill me again AFTER YOU SAID YOU WOULD HELP AND I BELIEVED YOU, I TRUSTED YOU" let her shout, if I say anything she'll get worse, "I CAN LEAVE NOW AND I CAN PROMISE YOU'LL END UP DEAD WITHOUT ME"
She was crying now, her tears mixed with blood just like mine were. Except these were real.
She reached onto her bed to hold a necklace I was heavily familiar with. "I took this off while you were sleeping, it belonged to her didnt it?"
I just nodded. She then pressed it inbetween her thumb and finger, crushing the gold and leaving the pendant and jewel in pieces on the floor. "Enid..."
"Meant a lot to you didn't it? Not everyone had the luxury of things from dead loved ones, it's just stuff" her now black eyes met mine as she spoke in a soft voice, "forget about it"
"There's nothing left of her..." I stared into the dying flames. Memories. Gone.
"That's stupid Rosette, she's still alive in your head, you'll forget parts of her, and that's your fault" she chucked a bucket of water over the fire, putting it out and drenching both our pants. I just stared at what was left of the pages. "Fight me all you want, but don't mess with me like you did DO I MAKE MYSELF FUCKING CLEAR?"
She reminded me of my father in that moment. He asked a question but wasn't open to an answer he wasn't after.
"Crystal clear Enid"