Hunting

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Chapter 19

Hunting

“Well, I go every night. But I don’t always get full. I drink human and animal blood. But I can control my thirst… un-like some vampires, like Nathan and his gang.”

I asked, “What do you mean don’t get full?” He started again, “Well, when I drink animal blood, it’s not as thick and tasty as human blood. It keeps me good for the day, but drinking all of the blood from a human keeps me good for maybe, 3 or 4 days.”

I nodded my head. I mumbled, “Oh I see.” He smiled. I asked, “Do you usually drink human blood?” He shook his head, and mumbled, “No, I usually only get about 3 humans a month. It depends if there is a human out in the forest while I am hunting. If there are more of them, I kill the other people to and then I’ll be good for 2 weeks.”

I nodded my head. I asked, “Are you going hunting tonight?” He nodded. I asked, excited, “Can I come with you? Please baby please?!”

He replied, “No babe, it’s not safe…” I whined, “Please, baby? Please? If you let me go I’ll sleep with you tonight.” I winked. His eyes widened, and yelled, “Let’s go hunting!”

I muttered, “Wait baby, let me get dressed!” I limped to his room and pulled out my clothes. I put them on, and rushed out. I exclaimed, “I can’t wait!” I walked down to the front door, and was tying my converse.

I gasped, “My phone!” I ran through his house with my muddy converse; I heard Tyler sigh. I smirked. I grabbed it, and as soon as I grabbed it, it beeped because I got a text message.

I pressed, ‘ok,’ and saw it was from mom. I read, “Holy crap honey, that Tyler is so sexy!” I raged with anger. I typed, tapping my iPhone screen so hard, “SHUT UP YOU WHORE, YOU’RE A FUCKING PEDOPHILE YOU STUPID BITCH, HITTING ON YOUNGER GUYS THAN YOU! YOU’RE A FUCKING SLUT YOU BITCHY ASS BASTARD!”

I pressed send, and walked back to the front door. I mumbled, “Okay, ready.” I smiled and he smiled. He grabbed his space black leather jacket, and walked out the door.

I asked, “Can you run supper quick, like how vampires in movies do?” He nodded and laughed. “Cool!” I yelled. I asked, “So aren’t we driving?” He shook his head.

I muttered, “Tyler, I can’t ran as fast as you, you fat fuck!” He laughed and replied, “The forest isn’t that far from here… and don’t call me fat fuck!” He pretended to cry.

I chuckled and we started to walk/limp. After five minutes, my leg started to hurt, and I asked, panting, “How much longer?” He muttered, “Not much, you’ll make it.” I nodded, and felt the sweat roll down my cheek. Sweat in the middle of the night. Wow.

We arrived at the forest, and there was a small yellow dirt trail that we were walking on. We ditched the trail and went deep into the forest. Tyler whisper/yelled, “Quiet, I hear some people up ahead.”

I nodded and asked, surprised, “How the fuck can you hear them?” He looked over at me, and mumbled, “I’m a vampire.” I whispered, “Oh yeah, I forgot.” He winked at me, but started getting serious again. I followed behind him, when I tripped over a tree trunk.

I fell and said out loud, “Fuck.” I was on the ground, my pants and shirt all dirty from the mud and leaves. I muttered, “I shouldn’t have worn white pants!” Tyler helped me up and asked, “Are you okay?” I nodded.

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