Lay Me To Sleep

Chapter Sixteen-Babylon

I woke up with a feeling of euphoria. I was in utter paramore. She was unlike any other I had ever had the pleasure of tasting. She was raw- like what I imagine power and freedom to taste like, like sunshine in a pretty blonde bottle. I couldn't help myself from taking more than I promised Louis. That's when I felt the pain in my abdomen start. Like wildfire to only one area. That sharp pain brought me out of my deep sleep or reverie. As my eyelids opened up once more I could see a sleeping Nina below me, I was on top- my favorite. Only then it got serious. Nina's neck was bleeding profusely and I was flying through the air in a instant. My head smashed into a bookcase on one of the far walls as the rest of my body caught up and I landed in a bloody heap on the floor. Louis marched over to me and stood angry, above me. He looked like he wanted me dead. Or like a father about to administer punishment to an unruly child.

"You could've killed her! Do you realize? She's in such a fragile state, I should've never allowed you to drink from her. She's in deaths door, Lestat. Lestat you've practically killed her." Louis continued to ramble on and on about how I was " a monster that should've never been made, or allowed creation." Things I've heard from many, things I don't much care to hear. This fact was made clear as I quickly ran over to Louis and snapped his sorry neck. He wasn't dead obviously but he'd be unconscious for a few hours, things like that take time to heal from. But I'd have my peace for a while. Sure, he'd be angry when he finally woke up but, oh well. What was he gonna do? Stab me again?

Speaking of, the knife I had given him was still lodged in my stomach. Slightly annoying, I didn't think he'd actually Stab me? Huh, guess I really did piss him off with the whole Nina thing. But again, not my problem. Nina was mine, not his. In due time he would learn this. Blood poured out all over my good carpeting as I pulled the sharp object from my flesh. It hurt but not enough of anything to do any tremendous damage. But it did do what I intended, to wake me up, to snap me out of my blood reverie with Nina. I didn't want to accidentally kill her. I did love her after all, as she would me, in due time.

As I walked over to Nina's bed, she was perfectly fine. My God, Louis was so dramatic . I barely took anything from her. I imagine he probably just wanted an excuse to shank me. Nina was safe and at home. She no longer roamed burning halls of a home she once inhabited, nor spoke with loved ones past. She was safely in my home, in one of my beds. As sleep overtook her. I looked at her neck and proceeded to clean her neck with a warm washcloth. To my administrations, she moaned in her sleep.

I soon came to the realization that my pants had become incredibly uncomfortable as a large mass in them pulsed impulsively. Ugh, it was becoming painful. I almost needed to leave the room to find someone to take it out on. There were always prostitutes that roamed the streets at this hour, not to mention my other hunger, I hadn't fed in days. I needed to feed or I'd risk putting Nina in even more danger. So I sewed up her neck and sliced my palm , drawing blood. I then placed my bloodied hand over the wound and rubbed the blood into it. This would heal her quickly, hopefully within the hour.

I waited by her side for a few hours. She'd probably be asleep most of the day. Louis would wake soon. And I needed to clean the carpet beforehand. So I did, I was quiet and carefully opened the door and then left to feed. Louis would wake any moment and Nina would be asleep for most of the day so it would be fine if I left for a few hours. Louis would take care of Nina should she wake.

As I rounded a corner, singing could be heard slightly. A woman with a tattered blue dress could be made out in the darkness. She had pink rouged lips and cheeks. Clearly a lady of the evening. As she sang I grew increasingly hungry. But not for sex, lately I only ever thought of Nina for that. I found myself thinking that sex with another whilst I was in love with Nina would become a sort of betrayal on my part, so I abstained from that but partook in all their blood I could scarcely manage. I usually didn't need to pay for prostitutes, they followed me home or to the empty alleyways eagerly. It was sad really. The lives of humans were always so short in comparison to what a vampire has- eternity. As I approached the raven haired woman, I smirked. She was smitten with me already, I still have it. This would be an easy meal tonight. As I whispered sweet nothings and fantastic sexual favors and fantasy into her ears she shivered and nodded anxiously to my accord. I grabbed her hands and lead her down the end of the dock and into an alleyway. Once there I had her back turned to me, I pushed her up against the wall and bent her over. She squealed in anticipation as I thrust a couple fingers up into her, slowly working her body, in and out in small circles. Then I grew rougher with her, as the thrusts become quicker and deeper then slow and steady once again. She was throughly enjoying herself at this point. Now was my opportunity to stuff a rag in her mouth, she gladly accepted it, thinking it as a part of our little game. But no, if I was going to feed on her I couldn't have her screaming or drawing attention. I stopped my administrations and bent her head to the side, throwing her completely into the wall? Straightening her back. Then I bit down, as I thought she would,she screamed, didn't matter though, no one would hear. Nor would they miss one more whore off the streets. They were plenty. As I finished my meal, brown eyes were looking back at me. I stopped eating and set the woman down gently. I was still hungry but I needed to stop, lest death take me down with her. She let a few tears escape her as her brown eyes glazed over. There were worse deaths to suffer, I thought smugly. After all, she did go satisfied. The least I could do I guess. I guess I felt generous that evening. Out of character, maybe. Whatever I was feeling it was good. I owe it to Nina I guess. Anyway, I was still starving and there were more rounds to make. As I said before, I'm not a monster, I'm a survivor. Man kills the animal for sustainability, as I shall kill man for my own.