Drip

Red Addiction

[Here’s To Never Growing Up-Avril Lavigne]

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blasting through the room and probably downstairs too. Let’s just say, it was loud enough to wake the dead. I took a shower, and once I was done, my hair was the perfect wet hot mess. I looked at how it fell down in big black curls, just below my butt, in the mirror and decided not to do anything to try and tame it.

I was beautiful. I was gorgeous. I grabbed the red lipstick that was tangled in the earphones in my bag, and smeared it on my lips. It had this really glossy effect that made it look like I’d been drinking blood. Blood…Suddenly, I became very hungry, and my eyes began to turn the same color as my mouth. Veins started popping from my lower lid and stretched across my cheekbones.

“You’re not seriously going with the whole ‘Vampires wear red’ stereotype, are you?” my boyfriend groaned from the bed, snapping me out of it.

“What’s wrong with red? It’s sexy!” I said, walking over to him. He opened one eye lazily, and smirked. I grinned back. He knew what would happen next. I dropped the towel.

In a flash, he was up and grabbing me, with his teeth sunken deep into the side of my neck. Blood poured straight down my collarbone, all the way past my breast. With similar pace, I pulled us down into the bed and my back crashed against the mattress. See, us vampires a thing called super speed. And we love showing it off.

He grinned and looked at the wall clock.

”Almost time for school, babe. Wouldn’t wanna be late on your first day.” He said.

“Mmmmmmmmmm, but I’m hungryyyyy…” I whined, making a pout, “You don’t expect me to skip breakfast do you? That’s no way to start Day One eitherrr!” I hissed at him.

He rolled his eyes. Then he bit into his own wrist hard, and shoved it into my mouth. I closed my eyes tightly as blood rushed into them. The veins resurfaced the more I sucked, and now fangs grew out of my jaw. I remembered how I’d missed dinner last night. That made my stomach grumble. My teeth sank further and my tongue brushed against his skin.

“That’s enough! Pick up a blood bag from the refrigerator. You’ll drink it in the car.” he announced.

I sighed, rolling my eyes. Then I jumped out of bed, put on some lingerie and clothes to wear to this new high school, put my schoolbag across my shoulder, then walked down the stairs. I was wearing a pale pink push up with matching thongs. On top, I threw on a loose off-white tank with khaki shorts, combined with brown slouchy boots.

I know what you’re thinking. “Who’s the slut?” right? See, the good girl that I used to be, died the night I was turned. My boyfriend Sean did me the favor and now I have a chance at a new start. I’m a completely different person now. Who cares about rules? I’m having the time of my life!