Strive For Some Blood

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I'm lounging on the couch in Dahvie's living room when he suddenly yells. it doesn't represent danger though. It is a aggravated yell. He runs and sits on my lap.

"I need help recording and writing."

"With what song?"

"All of them!" He sighs. "Its hard with only me doing the music."

"I can help, I guess."

"You don't have to if you don't want to," He says. He is trying to guilt me into doing it. I know he is. "I can do it by myself, but it could take so long and I will have all of the Slash Gash Terror Crew waiting."

"Dahvie. I will help. I have nothing better to do at the moment." I say. In response, he squeals and hugs my waist. He runs back to the room while I follow slowly. He has a notebook and laptop laying on his bed waiting for me. I read what he has so far. Save the Rave, Its Hard To Be A Diamond In A Rhinestone World, S My D, and Wet Dream War Machine were all listed. After carefully looking through each, I came up with a conclusion.

"Are all of these basically about sex?" I ask. He giggles. Dahvie takes the notebook away from me.

"Don't judge me," He says. "It is easiest to write about sex. I don't have to even think about what I write, it just all comes out. Anything can go with something sexually related. Nipple, pickle, ripples, trickle. It all rhymes and is so easy to come up with."

There is no sentimental meaning, I think.

I tilt my head and look at him. "Make a song dedicated to your fans. Name a song for them. Make them an anthem for all I care."

"Slash Gash Terror Crew Anthem. . ." He pokes his face as he thinks about this choice. "I like it."

"Good. I am going to go back to the living room and continue doing nothing. Work on the song for awhile and see if you can come up with anything from your heart."

"I can try, but I promise nothing!" Dahvie yells as I leave him.

I sigh and go back to my spot in the living room. I ponder for moments and remind myself that I should be doing something more productive than this.

I feel the need to kill once again. . .

Madeline opens the door along with Demona. They give me a smile and sit on the ground in front of me. I wave, but stay silent. They can't know what I am up to at this moment. They would stop me in a heart beat. What I needed what bloodshed at this moment.

They won't notice if I leave suddenly, will they? This thought does not leave my head. I am not sure what the outcome will be with my abrupt leave. I could always blame in on my thirst. I haven't fed today, so that is worth a shot. I could possibly meet up along with Jayy and maybe he would enjoy the killing as much as I would. Or I could end up scaring him away with how blood thirsty I have become. Either way, the outcome will be the same, people will die. I am not sure of the amount, but it will be a hefty amount.

Jayy probably would not be able to come. Most likely, he will be hanging out with his boyfriend, which saddens me. I wanted to have him all to myself, but I can not. Maybe something will happen down the road and he will be free to my advantage. That is a one in a million chance right now though for the reason being that his lover is also immortal.

I stand up and excuse myself from this little group. I walk back to Dahvie's room and announce that I am going to go feed for awhile.

"Didn't you go last night around midnight?" He asks. I nod my head and realize that i did indeed go only a few hours ago.