Cherry Pie

"She's my cherry pie put a smile on your face ten miles wide..."- Warrant

A door swung open as a middle aged man around six foot four tossed out a blonde guy smaller than himself. "Damn longed haired if I ever see you around my daughter again I'll skin you alive!" he shouted, waking up the neighbors before slamming the door shut.

The blonde stood up brushing the dirt off and fixing his jacket before running a hand through his long light semi curly hair. He pulled out his pack of cigarettes taking the last one out placing it between his lips before discarding the now empty packet. He quickly lit it, letting the cancerous smoke fill his lungs.

"Aww, daddy came home early," came a humor filled voice to his left. He stopped to get a better look at the guy that was sitting on the corner of the sidewalk drinking, with short platinum blonde hair and black outfit.

"Man shut up." He was irritated that some stranger was picking on him.

"I'm just calling it as I see it." Another drink.

The young blonde felt thirsty just watching this guy drink, "Hey man what are you drinking?"

A small smirk played on the stranger's face, "I'll tell you what you can have some of this--" He held up the bottle and shook it making the liquid splash around. "--if you'll let me have the rest of your cigarette."

Without much thought the trade was made.

"Man what is this stuff?" the young blonde asked taking another drink.

The stranger took a drag of the cigarette before replying, "Welcome to the family Marko."

Marko waited for the girl's father to leave for work before he made his way to the front porch. His throat was dry and his stomach ached. The hunger was already getting to him. He raised his fist banging on the door.

Cheri jumped awake when she heard someone loudly knocking on the door downstairs. She slipped her robe over the large t-shirt that made up her pajamas fixing her shoulder length blonde hair as she made her way downstairs.

"Who is it?" she asked once she stood in front of the door.

"It's me."

A smile found its way to her face, "Back for more?"

His voice became deeper. "Always babe."

She unlocked the door opening it, she didn't look directly at him but looked around him for any sign of her father. She moved to the side, "Come in."

Marko walked in glad that the lights were still off and only the moon shone in.

Cheri quickly shut the door before walking over to him getting on her knees in front of him, her hands working on his belt buckle, "l'm a bit tired so we have to be quick." That's when Marko let out a laugh getting her attention. "What's so funny?" she asked looking up at him.

Marko kneeled down to her level pulling her close. "It will be quick."

Her tanned skin turned pale, once she saw his fangs and mad yellow eyes in the moon light. She couldn't speak her throat felt constricted. She couldn't move when he wrapped a hand around her throat. "Its okay Cheri you'll enjoy this." His fangs pierced through her throat as he tore out a chunk of flesh letting the blood flood down the side of her body. The only sound she made was a gurgled noise as the blood pooled from her mouth. Within minutes her limp body fall to the floor as Marko licked the blood from his lips.

"Tastes just like cherry pie."

A smile formed on his lips as he left unnoticed.

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