Guard

Prolouge

I walked into a night club late Chicago night, searching for a nice human.

I was wearing a red corset, matching with my bright red lipstick stained perfectly on my lips. I had on black leather skinny jeans and a pair of black high heels that made me even taller than I already am. My normally pin straight black hair, was curled to perfection, falling down my back to just above my butt. My tattooes were clearly visible, my favorite thing about my body besides my jet black hair.

I put on a smirk and let my legs lead me through the club, searching for the bar. My tongue swept over my lips, adding moisture, while the smell of blood from the hundreds of people here filled my nostrils.

I heard each and every pulse of the humans, making me go insane mentally. I just wanted to pounce on every body here and drain their blood. But that's for later.

As soon as I sat on the bar stool, a middle aged man appeared on the other side of the counter, a wide smirk placed on his rough face.  

"What can I get for you, pretty lady?"

I smiled. "Vodka."

He winked and snatched a bottle of vodka from his side and poured it into a small glass cup.

He placed it on the counter in front of me along with a ripped piece of paper.

I grabbed the paper and scoffed at the sight of his number in blue pen.

I crumpled it up right in front of his face and leaned over the counter towards the man. I got a hold of his collar with my free hand and pulled him towards me, his eyebrows frowning in confusion.

I stuffed the paper inside of his shirt and he flinched slightly.

"Not a chance, babe." I whispered in his ear then hopped off the chair, after grabbing my cup.

I want someone tonight but not him. He's just desperate and not my type.

I walked away before looking back at him. His eyes were wide and he shifted uncomfortably. Poor human, probably not used to being rejected.

I turned back around and stared walking further down the bar area. I sat further down where a young blonde girl was standing, her back to me. I put the cup to my mouth, throwing my head back, allowing the alcohol to burn my throat. I'm used to the feeling though.

She turned around and looked at me carefully, her face mirroring jealousy.

I smiled, amused and asked for more vodka.

"Whatever," she muttered and turned around to get my order.

After about 5 more vodka glasses, I began to feel the adrenaline coursing through my body. This was the perfect time to dance.

I placed a smirk on my face while walking to the dance floor. There was hundreds of sweaty bodies surrounding me, attached to each other, making my need for blood grow.

I felt my bright blue blue eyes begin to turn red and my fangs sprouting out.

I cursed under my breath when I felt a pair of hands on my hips, rocking our bodies from side to side.

I immediately made my face turn normal again, not wanting to blow my cover.

I spun around and met the eyes of a cute young man.

This is him.

The one I'm going to use tonight.

I smiled, my white teeth showing, and I wrapped my arms around his neck.

I pushed his body towards mine and began to grind on him. I already felt a buldge underneath his jeans.

He harshly spun me around, my back side against his front, and I closed my eyes while dancing to the loud music blasting through the speakers. I leaned my head on his shoulder while he pressed harder against me.

I spun around and faced him focusing on his eyes. My pupils shrank and grew repeatedly while I compelled the boy.

"You're coming with me," I stated clearly, still holding my gaze on him. "We're going to have some fun."

"Some fun," he whispered.

I nodded and let go of our eye contact, satisfied with myself.

He stepped back and shook his head, dazed.

I smirked and grabbed his hand, leading him to the door.

----------------

Once we got to my house, I made sure Ethan was sleeping and he was.

I dragged the boy along with me to my room in the back of the house and threw him on the bed softly.

I climbed onto his lap and smashed my lips onto his, throwing my arms around his neck.

He laid back and brought me with him so I'm completely hovering over him.

He slid his tongue on my bottom lip asking for entrance, and I allowed, parting my lips a little, causing him to strike his tongue into mine.

He lifted his hips up to mine and a soft moan left my mouth.

I removed my lips from his but started trailing kisses down his jaw to his neck.

I heard his pulse beating throughout his body, the scent of his blood sifting into my nose and my fangs shot out, my eyes glowing a deep shade of red.

I sank my teeth into his neck, enjoying the pleasure of his blood filling my taste buds and rushing down my throat.

He screamed and tried to push me off of him.

I growled and pinned him below me, his strength no match for mine.

I continued draining his body and he started weakening below me.

I stopped before I killed him and looked back at his face.

He was beginning to pale, his eyelids slowly drooping and mouth parting.

I sighed. "You were fun while you lasted."

I bit him again and drained his blood until his lifeless body laid beneath me.

I threw my head back in pleasure and ran my arm over my bloody mouth, wiping the remaining blood off of my face.

I threw his body over my shoulder and opened my back door. I ran through the woods using my vampire speed, searching for a place to hide this dead body.