Interview With The Vampire Imagines

|| 24. Party of a lifetime ||

New Orleans, what a place, you had wanted to visit there for years and when you got the chance, you took it. However, you were there for one reason only, the nightlife. You had arrived there early on in the evening, around 7 ish. Which meant there was every nerve in your body telling you that there was still time to party, despite your tiredness.

In all honesty, you had travelled in the oldest black joggers you owned and a sports bra, and the oldest white Nikes possible, you wanted to change. However, you were too tired to want to, so you decided to drop your luggage in your room where you were staying. Then you hit the town...

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Your heavy eyes rolled around your head as you stirred them open, you were inside your room, you were in just your sports bra and underwear. The last thing you remembered was going out, how an earth did you end up like this.?

Once your eyes began to fully open and started to come to your senses, you felt sudden shockwaves of pain from your neck and arms. Curious, you slowly sat up and looked over into the mirror, not far from the end of the double bed. You stood up and moved your body over to get a better view at what may just be causing the pain. There they were, bite marks, scattered everywhere across the regions of pain.

They were deep and sharp, the marks did not resemble human teeth however the shape did. It looks like something had pierced the skin like a thick needle, you didn't scream or moan at the pain, rather confusion consumed your thoughts. How did they come about so suddenly? What happened last night, you didn't remember a thing?

"Good morning, good to see your awake y/n, enjoy the night we had?" said a voice behind you, and in the reflection of the mirror stood the most gorgeous blonde man.

"No, as I don't remember, but why am I covered in bite marks? They look like vampire teeth marks, were we playing dress up or something? And where even are we?" you say, with a serious look on your face.

He walks up to you, and pulls your hair to the side of your neck, the one which had no bite marks on it, and he holds you tightly from behind with a arm tightly around your waist. "Your in New Orleans dear, in my apartment, we met at a club last night. Along with one of my other friends, the three of us hit it off, what can I say? We had a rather... tasty time." he laughed don't your ear and his french accent stung your ears.

"Oh right... I understand and where if your other friend? Is he as beautiful as you?" you ask, and he smiles, "He is indeed, and he's not here, but will be home very soon. That leaves just us for a while."

"Indeed it does, but I must leave, I'm not even from around here sir." you say, now trying to loosen away from his grip. But he must of felt you trying to move away though, he suddenly tightened his grip even more.

"I insist don't call me sir, my name is Lestat, and your not going anywhere, your rather delicious, and I want one last taste of that delicious blood pumping through my veins." Lestat says, smirking fully and you don't know what to say, your shocked, what did he mean delicious?

You didn't even have time to think, before you felt his cold lips against your neck and then a pain so piercing, it shocked you so much, you passed out.

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"Oh my gosh y/n are you okay?! Lestat you idiot!!!!" a male voice shouts, and then you feel a strong pair of arms pick you up, one under you knees and one under your head.

No words came from your mouth as you came to your senses and fully woke up, and only scream escaped your mouth.

"Shushhh your going to be okay, don't panic, Lestat shouldn't of nearly killed you, he was supposed to let you go, he had one job and couldn't even do that, idiot." says the brunette haired man as you held your arms around his neck for dear life. "Y/N your shaking, please calm down, I won't hurt you." the stranger says placing you down onto a bed.

"Please tell me what is going on, please..." you begged and he sat down, placing a blanket over you. "The blonde man is trying to turn you into a vampire and I won't let him, you deserve better, worse case I would turn you into a vampire myself as no one would wanted to be so close to such a disgraceful man" the man says, grabbing your hand to comfort you.

"A vampire? Oh my god, this is too much."

"I don't turn you, you may die." he says and you smile,
"then let me die, my whole body hurts and I don't wanna be used as someone's rag doll."

"I could never do that, let me turn you and we can leave together, I need to escape from him as well."

You had no response to a nod, what the worse that could happen with you and a random brunette vampire?