𝑰𝒓𝒐𝒏-𝑭𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒖𝒔𝒕 ♡︎ -𝑽𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒙𝑯𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝑩𝑳

(1) Mortification

(its around 8:30) "Fuck I hope tonight pays better, Mondays never go well"

I look up at that same sign I see every night, it's kinda nice to see knowing I get to work in a place like this. I don't know if i should be working here but I like it, it's loud but atleast the job is good paying. Not to mention sex work is what I'm best at.

I walk in being greeted by the loud sound of music, I walk into the back dress room while getting 'weird' looks from the men in the main room. Lights flashing as I then head into the small room. As I walk in I see three women getting ready to leave, none of them like me but atleast the customers do right?

"Hey ladies how was the night?"

"It was good, it'll probably better for you though ass face, I don'know why they like you so much" The first girl sighed in frustration. "It was alright for me aswell, but as she said you'll do better." The second one snapped at me.
The third girl just stared at me in disgust. "Well yknow ladies it's probably because of my slim figure and nice ass." I jokingly winked at them. They all just looked away from me with scowls on their faces. I got dressed in the perfect outfit for this slow night, a dark blue one peice with a nice and long opening in the front with no straps along with the matching high heel knee length boots, all of it having the same dark blue sparkles. It all matched my metallic blue mushroom top hair aswell.

After I got dressed, there was no need for me to do any makeup because the length of my hair covered my eyes. I went to the waiting room for my first client. After about 30 minutes I hear somebody come in the room. "Here's your client, Phen. He won't tell us his name but be nice." Then they left the room and as a tall man with long straight black hair came into the room. The man wore a suit so I assumed he was pretty respectable.

"Hey there, I'll be your client tonight young man." The tall guy said in a very calm voice that made my whole body tense up, It must have been noticeable to him, as he soon started with, "no worries I am not here for anything sexual, only to talk." Which only made me all the more nervous.

"Um alright what would you like to talk about sir?" I stared at him. "Your life, I'd like to talk about why you live and why you do what you do?" He cocked an eyebrow. "Alright that's easy enough, so first... I live because I'm not ready to die. I'd rather live till my body is no longer nice to look at I guess. And I do what I do because it's what I do best, and I love this type of work. Although I do want to know your reasoning behind these questions?" I returned a question, trying not to seem threatening.

"Nice answers except the fact your a prostitute... I love that you're following your passion but nothing is good about the line of work. How about you take me to your house?" He said this in a spine chilling tone that I'll never forget, it was even worse than the first time I heard him speak. It's hard to believe.

"I'm alittle unsure about that but I'll consider it if I hear your thoughts behind going to my house. Why exactly would we need to go to my humble abode?" I made a joke to calm my own nerves more than his. "I guess that'd have to do, I'd like to come to your house just to see what it's like and who you live with." The whole time he had been talking I just got more and more nervous, he's freaking me out. But a risk is fun right? So I guess it can't be all that bad to let him over to my place.

"Alright I'm okay with it but I warn you, do NOT tell my parents about my job, and just tell them your my boss alright? I'd rather not see my mom's disappointed face, it would break me to pieces." I then looked shyly down at the floor. "Well I like your decision, how about we go now?" He suggested. "Damn, hold your horses, I gotta change first. And also how much are you paying me for this?" I lifted my eyes off the floor. "Oh right I forgot your payment, we will discuss it after we are done at your house. How about that?"

"Works with me, I'll be right back, stay here."

I get dressed in my normal hoodie and shorts aswell as my velcro converse cause who has time for tieing their shoes right?

After putting my normal clothes on, I head to meet the so called nameless guy. We head out of the loud, lonely guy filled hell hole. While walking to my house, he was perfectly silent and I could feel him drilling holes in the back of my head. I can admit it was kind of scary but what can I do, tell him I regret my decision and not get the payment he promised? I think not.

(it's around 9:30)

When we arrived I introduced my mom (35yo), dad (40yo), and brother (5yo) to my so called boss. They all seemed fond of him, so I figured everything was going well. After talking for a bit and friendly conversations, my mom said she would go get some fresh lemonade.

"I'll come with, making lemonade is pretty hard with one person, am I right?" My 'boss' said with a smile. It scared me more than his eyes drilling holes in my head. I figured I'd follow them just to make sure nothing weird was going on. I did a little speed walk to catch up with them.

"Dad, I'll be right back, I wanna go with them to taste test the lemonade." I said while walking to the kitchen. I realized I never got a reply back, I turned around to see my dad and brother passed out laying out the ground. I never heard them fall though. While freaking out, I ran into the kitchen to tell my mom what happened to my dad and brother. But then I see the nameless guy pointing his finger nail, that was sharper than a knife somehow, at my mother's neck all the while covering her mouth.

I just stood there in shock. "What the hell is happening..?!"

Still staring at the nameless guy, I see him whisper in my moms ear. Her face went from scared to beyond disappointed, that just made me stare and cry. I wanted to punch him, hurt him in some way but I knew deep down that if I did I'd be in the same position as my mother. Just then the worst thing that could've happened in that moment happened in the blink of an eye. All I could do was stare as my mother's neck, blood spraying like a fountain.

Her disappointed face turned to a face that can only be described as ultimate loss... A terrible traumatizing death and the only thing I could do was fall to my knees and cry. Before I knew it, I was being held up by my hair and pushed up against the wall. At that point, I just accepted my fate. I had disappointed her, my own mother, as she died. He pinned me to the wall not even speaking a word, my eyes were life less.

He bit into my neck, waking me out of my undead state, then the realization hit me... He's a vampire, what the hell?! And yet I still refused myself the will to live, I just let it happen. He didn't let his fangs out, all he did was keep them there. But little did I know, he would spit some kind of fluid into the wound. It hurt like a motherfucker.

"Damn, you're like a doll. I wonder what else I could do with you~ It's better than you selling yourself. Oh yeah, this is your payment. You get to live your life out remembering your mother's face forever, or put more simply you are now like me... a vampire, so much better than a fucking prostitute." He spat at me before exiting, leaving the front door wide open.

All I could think about was how my family had died infront of me. It was traumatizing, and what did he say to me...? Oh right I'm a vampire now... FUCK IM A VAMPIRE! Then I passed out not knowing what will come next.