It is now the end of my first week as a vampire.I shall write here of my first nights, and how I came to do a horrible thing to someone I cared deeply about.
Chapter 1
Part I - the Setup
I needed 3 things, some good music, some drinks and some sex action. How did I find myself walking these cold streets at 3 in the morning feeling so hungry I didn't rightly recall, so I'll need to retrace my steps. First things first, the club. I went to the club and they were playing the same thrash they play everyday, but I was gonna meet Marina there. She blew me off the last hundred times I accepted her invitation to go out, so there was practically no hope of a kiss, much less getting laid, but you know what they say, gotta get out of your comfort zone if you aim to meet new people, so I did. But first i needed to shake off that anxiety i had, so much anxiety i could hardly breath. I came to a bar and sat alone, and ordered two tequila shots and a beer without even minding the exorbitant prices. I'm pretty well off, at least my family is. I didn't drink myself silly, just enough so the anxiety would evaporate and I could feel normal again. Then I grabbed my phone and scrolled through the contact list, her being hidden because my former girlfriend sometimes got mad at seeing girls in my contacts. Yeah, I had just broken up. My fault. Sex life was bad and I went whoring for the first time. The sex was worth it, but she found out later and i got fucked.
Anyway back to the bar, I scrolled through the contacts to check my messages and found nothing but those dumb memes your friends text you. But I found her. Our last convo was a day prior, she wanted to go to the club and I asked if I could tag along. Of course she wanted one more retard to tag along and blow off. But maybe, just maybe, this time it would be different due to me being single. I texted her:
"Hey, club thing still up"?
"Yeah, but i'm bringing my friend, so bring your girlfriend"
"We just broke up"
"Oh...i'm sorry to hear, don't you mind being alone?"
"Nah i'll be fine"
"Ok, see you there at midnight, maybe"
Just then I slammed my fist down the table. She was with company. I was sure of it. Shit. Maybe it was that idiot she is always breaking up and coming back up with? I ordered two more tequila shots.
In my drunkenness I decided to do something stupid. I was full of lust, and it looked like my luck was down that day, so I checked the escort site, looking for anything above average, when I saw her.
Lilith. What and odd name, but then i checked the profile and i said out loud "fuck me bro!". She was not naked, she was dressed in a black velvet dress, had black high heels and a kind of gothic vibe going on, even her hair was dyed black. It reminded me of Morticia Addams or some shit. She looked so out of place on that site. I immediately sent her a text. Ten minutes went by and I finished another couple of shots, no reply. So I decided to do what any stupid guy would do with six shots of tequila in him, I mustered up courage and called.
"Hello, is this...Lilith?"
"Who are you? what do you want?" - said a disrespectful, yet beautiful voice.
"I saw your profile on Venus Escorts.....are you free tonight?" .
"You don't sound like you can afford me darling, how old are you?"
"Real polite ain't you" ( it was the tequila talking)
"What?"
"I meant, no disrespect lady, but if i'm calling i CAN afford you, it's not my first date with an escort, and I'm 24" - i said it as confidently as i could..."are you free tonight?"
