The Vampire's girl

1.

Anna walked quickly down the street with Jenny, her best friend.

"I don't know, Jenny. Crazy things happen at concerts, not to mention Panic! At The Disco concerts."

The sound of heels clicking against the sidewalk was all that filled the quiet street for a moment.

"Come on Anna! It'll be fun! We'll get to see Brendon! Plus, I've already got the tickets and no one to go with."

"Fine, but only because you already bought the tickets.

"When is the concert anyway?"

"Tonight. 7:30."

"Damn! You should have told me sooner!" Anna exclaimed.

"What time is it?"

"6:30"

"It takes 30 minutes yo get there! Lets go!"

"How?"

"Taxi!"

A taxi waited for the girls.
They rode to the stadium, payed, and walked inside.

"I wonder where Brendon is." Jenny said, taking a seat.

"I'll be right back." Anna stood, and made her way outside.

She lit a cigarette, a nasty habit of hers, and walked to an alley close to the stadium.

Anna heard a strange noise, perhaps a cat, she thought.

She walked into the alley slowly and quietly.

A man was with a woman, his face to her neck. All of the sudden, he forced his face harder onto her neck and she screamed in agony and pain.

The woman fell, nothing but a collapsed corpse in a heap on the ground.

The man turned, his face covered in blood.

Brendon Urie.

Fangs protruded from his mouth.

Anna felt like fainting. She wanted to run, but she was so interested. She hid around the corner.

Brendon stepped closer, and closer to where she was hiding.

He stopped right before he reached her.

All of the sudden, Anna was struggling to escape his arms, crying and begging not to die.

"Shut it, you're gonna get me caught!" Brendon sneered.

He pulled her into the alley, her still screaming but quieter.

"Please don't kill me, I don't wanna die..." Anna sobbed.

"Look, I've already fed on someone. Because I'm feeling charitable, I'll make you a deal. You tell no one I'm a vampire, and pretend to be my girlfriend, and I won't kill you. If you tell anyone, anyone I'll be making a meal out of you." Brendon hushed his voice.

Anna nodded slowly. "A-are you gonna let me go?"

"Go backstage at the concert, say I sent you there." Brendon let her down. "Remeber our deal."
He sheathed his fangs.

Anna ran inside and went backstage.

Her phone started ringing.

"Hello?"

"Where are you!? The concert is starting."

"I have business to take care of. I'm sorry."

"Fine, but don't expect anything from me anytime soon!"

Jenny hung up.

"I'm sorry... I wish I could tell you." Anna muttered.

"Tell who, what?" Brendon asked, obviously he had been snooping.

"That my cousin died a week ago of cancer and my mom told me not to tell anyone." Anna tried not to look nervous.

"That's unfortunate. I almost feel sorry for making you go into the deal. But, it's really your fault."

"Is the concert over?"

"No, almost, but no."

Brendon walked back to the stage.

This was going to be hell.