BLOOD TIES

CHAPTER 1

Running was always easier, it was a way out without having to actually tie up loose ends or solve any of the problems that caused me to run in the first place.

So here I am, again, running from' my problems. I take another look around me, the run down apartment in front of me would be the 12th 'home' I have been in since I ran away from the people who held me captive my whole childhood. The realtor was fidgeting besides me, he was a fat , chubby man with a grey beard and half a head of hair. The way he couldn't seem to stop his hand from shaking told me he was depending on the money I will pay for the rent of this dump for his next fix.

I take the money I owe him from my pocket and put it in his hand, he smiles and scurries away out the door, shouting over his shoulder: " next payment is due in two weeks"

I dump my bag on the floor and start to check the place out, after a thorough search I am satisfied the room is not bugged. I check my watch, its just past 10 at night, I head out to find the local bar or pub.

The place is called Duke's, it is 4 blocks from my place and it is packed full of drunk and high people. The best kind of crowd for my purposes. My left hand starts to shake just as I walk inside the dive known as a pub. I start to feel the familiar tingling all over my body, as I start to unconsciously emit pheromones.

I saunter up to the bar and eye up the bartender, "what you want honey?" he yells at me over the loud base blasting from the dance floor. I order a tequila shot and a gin and tonic mix. Most alcohol tends to enhance my cravings as well as the pheromones I give off.

After downing the shot I sway over to the dance floor and start the process of attracting anything with a dick. It doesn't take long before I feel hands on my hips and I grind back onto whomever it is.

I can feel the energy within whomever is behind me, my body automatically begins to siphon tendrils of the energy into myself. The feeling I get when I take energy from other people is euphoric, at best it is described as pure lust.

We end up against a wall kissing, as I continue to steal his energy, before I realize what is happening I am being dragged off of the man and I watch him flop to the ground exhausted.Oops, I guess I took too much.

I am yanked from my thoughts as the man gripping my arm starts to drag me away from the poor man on the floor, and p a staircase I hadn't even seen when I entered the bar.

Nothing could of prepared me for the upcoming events of the evening...