The Countess

1.

I watch him crawl across the floor as I stalk towards him holding the knife in my hands smirking as my heels click along the wood.

"Please don't kill me please, I love you!" He begs, crying like the coward he was. I kneeled down eye level to him and stared at him smiling. He smiled back. Why? He's a love sick puppy but now I intend to put him down.

I lean into him kissing his jaw with light pecks feeling him shiver as i reach right under his ear.

"I never loved you" I whispered slashing his throat, blood spewing out as i stand not wanting his filth to get onto me. I stood up watching him die slowly on the hotel floor smiling as he will no longer be a bother to me.

He laid there, dead a pool of blood under his head as I just stood there staring at my clawed nails which a coincident that my nails seem to be as dark as red as this junkies blood.

I look down at him one more time and just scoff at his presence. Even when dead he still makes me sick to my stomach.

To bad his blood is useless. I would have had fun sucking the life out of him but of course I chose a junkie this time.

"What a marvelous job you did my dear!" James cheers next to me looking at the body. I turn and look at him blankly.

He still has the same fucking look. Dark hair, fake stache, big round eyes, pale skin and that terrible accent that would never leave me alone.

"Thank you James but right now I really don't need you nor your complements." I say walking past him over to the door.

"Now why are you in a bad mood my sweet?" He ask trailing behind me like a snake. I open the door walking out as he followed me to my room.

"James I do not want to talk right now and nor do I want you to be up my ass because you want to see me. Now please leave and then we can talk later tonight when I'm supposed to be with you. Not now" I say looking at him. All he does is smile and nod.

"Of course my dear anything for you! I shall see you later on my love" he says while finally walking away probably to go clean up the mess, or should I say trash.

I sigh walking into my room locking the door. I head over to my bathroom and take everything off as I started my bath. I step in and sit down letting my tired body sink into the warm water.

My blonde locks hang over the edge as I rest my head watching the bubbles move around.

James March.

That name makes me shiver, and I love it.

He is a pain but he has never left my side. Even after all those men he has watched me bring in and put through this hotel. He still loves me after all the times I've betrayed him. It was merely only for money, blood, and of course the sex, but none of them ever made it. I got bored of them so they died.

James never bored me but I will never take him back as my other half. Yes we have sex occasionally but that's just for my satisfaction. The man is great in bed but he is not the one for me as I learned how he was centuries ago.

Sometimes I miss waking up next to that phyco. I laugh as I remember the day we first met.

(Flash back to 50 years ago)

"Shery I am not going to this dinner with you!" I said walking over to my bed sitting down. She looked at me and pouted.

"You are going! Its at one of the best hotels around and everyone else is going!" She screamed throwing the dress at me. I sigh shaking my head
looking at the dress.