Unwanted Visitor

1. And in Other News, Vampires Exist Apparently!

Chapter One: And in Other News, Vampires Exist Apparently!

                “So then, you’re a vampire?”

                “Hey, why so skeptical? Could a normal human do all that?” said the shady man—I’m sorry, ‘vampire’—walking by my side. I must say, was quite a handsome vampire too. If I’d meant him in a normal environment like school, or a party then I’d probably try to flirt with him. Okay—talk with him, although I’d probably be too shy to even do that.

                But I definitely didn’t meet him in a place like that.

                “Well, I know I definitely couldn’t. And I suppose that what society considers to be a ‘normal’ person would either,” I responded, although I’m not sure why. In fact, I should probably be ignoring him considering I just saw how dangerous he was. It’s okay, I’m almost home, I reassured myself.

                And just how did I manage to come across this vampire while I was walking my dog, just like I did every other night? Well, that’s quite a long story.

                Walking Bea, my aforementioned dog, started off normally, if not a little late. The sun was already starting to set, but Bea’s a little ball of energy, and if I didn’t tire her out some then she’d never settle down. And also mommy told me so (just kidding, but she would have if she was home). Besides, it’s not like our small town of Riverside (a town of about nine-hundred people that was right by Nowhere, Montana) wasn’t all that dangerous. I just hated the mosquitoes.

                Well, I guess that my little town was I bit more dangerous than I’d thought because when I’d turned a corner several creepy guys were waiting for me. I’ll admit, even though I don’t want to, I was a bit scared.

They were cornering me with knives out to show, yelling at me to keep my dog quiet who was barking like crazy. I did what any normal girl would do in that situation, ignored my fear, and calmly told them to fuck off.

They didn’t take very kindly to that.

Just as things were about to get worse, my knight in shining armor came swooping down to save me in a horribly violent manner that will probably traumatize me for years to come. I won’t go into detail—mostly because I’m trying so suppress it—but the things I saw him do definitely wasn’t normal.

Super strength, moving so fast he was just a blur, angry red eyes, and sinking his fangs into my would-be-attacker’s necks’. I’m no idiot, and I wasn’t going to lie to myself. I’d never believed in vampires before, but I had enough proof shoved right in my face to start.

Hey, turns out vampires are real.

Now, I’m a weird girl. I’ll admit it. And I probably don’t have much common sense, as shown by how I didn’t run screaming. Any normal girl would have, in fact they probably wouldn’t have even bothered to tell potential rapists to fuck off. I should have run screaming when I saw the first knife come out.

So when the handsome vampire finished brutally killing those poor guys, and calmly turned around to say, “Hi, I’m Zane. What’s your name?” I don’t even know why I didn’t high tail it right there.

I suppose I just don’t like to show genuine emotion, especially not fear. And that’s why I calmly replied, “Hello Zane. I’m Kali, nice to meet you,” complete with a mock curtsy. My hysterical side might have shown a little there, other than that I think I handled myself quite well.

And when he asked to walk me home, I decided that I couldn’t stop him, and that’s how I got into my current situation.

“It’s pretty cool, huh?” he asked nonchalantly as if bragging about a new car. I had to wonder if he was flirting with me, but I threw that possibility away almost immediately. Don’t flatter yourself, with you? He’s probably just trying to scare you or something, said the most negative part of me. Even the positive (or maybe I could call it neutral?) had to agree.