Crimson Tides of Lust

Been having an idea like this for almost 5 months so I finally decided to write this story. *Happy Dance* I hope you'll like it!

November 17, 1993 

Roger Evans was returning home from a long day of work. He was going to hop right into bed when he got there. He had been at the office since 5 this morning and it was almost midnight.  

He parked his car in the apartment parking lot and made his way up to the third floor. He took out his key and entered apartment 3C. 

His wife was waiting for him on the couch, smiling. "I have good news." The wife said. "Well, what is it?" Roger asked as he took a seat on the couch and tried not to fall asleep right there.

"The doctor called and told me the sex of the baby." His wife replied. "Boy or Girl?" He wanted to know so bad. He really wanted a girl but a boy would do as well.  

"I'll give you a hint. You'll be warding off 'certain people' with this one." She smiled.  

Roger knew it was a girl. "It's a girl?" He asked to make sure. His wife nodded her head.  

He hugged her really tight. This is so amazing! "I can't believe we waited 8 months into your pregnancy to find out what sex she is. We should've asked earlier but I was too scared." The husband explained. 

Roger helped his wife and his baby girl to bed.

October 17, 1993 

Roger had just left the hospital. He had to go home and change his clothes. His wife had just given birth to his beautiful baby girl. Gwendolyn Ophelia Esmeralda Evans was her name.  

She had black hair just like her mom and her skin was just like her father's, really pale. 

Roger got in his car and was making the 20 minute drive back to his house. He was driving along a deserted road when he saw something come into view. Whatever it is, was just standing there as if he has nothing better to do or wants to commit suicide.  

Never believing in hurting people or causing harm, Roger slammed on his breaks as hard as he could. 

The car stopped suddenly and swerved. The creature still stood there in the middle of the road.  

Roger thought this guy must be out of his mind. Slowly, he got out of the car and walked up to the man.  

"Sir, did you like not see me. I almost hit you." He said. The man had his head down but after Roger finished talking he held his head up and he was smirking. He grabbed onto Roger's shirt bringing him closer to him.  

He closed his eyes as if he were concentrating and his eyes looked like they were in flames. "You smell good." The creature whispered in his ears. He took another smell and smirked.  

Roger tried to get away from the man's grasp but it felt like King Kong was lifting him. "Let me go." He demanded.  

"Stop struggling. You're only making this situation worse for you." The creature spoke. His voice sounded dark. 

The man opened his mouth to reveal fangs. Roger's eyes went wide.  

"I thought they didn't exist." He mumbled, hoping this vampire wouldn't hit him.  

"HEY!" The vampire took offense to this.  

"I have feelings....just kidding." He leaned his mouth down to Roger's neck and licked it.  

"Please don't kill me." Roger started begging for his life. "I'm thirsty." The vampire simply replied. He'd kill people before for blood so what made Roger any special than the other thousands who have told him that simple four-word sentence before? 

"I'll give you anything. Just ask." The vampire noticed the sacredness and panic in Roger's voice but this vampire could never pass up an offer so he did ask for something. 

"Where were you just coming from?" He wanted to know. "The h-hospital." Roger stuttered. He tightened his grip on Roger's shirt. "Why were you at the h-hospital?" The vampire silently chuckled at his own stuttering joke. He was waiting for his answer.  

"My wife just had a baby." Roger slowly explained. He hoped the vampire didn't kill his baby girl. He'd rather the vampire take his life if it had to be that. 

"Girl or boy?" The vampire spoke. "It's a girl." He said sadly. "Humph, my wife just had a boy. If you don't wish to die a painful death, here's the deal: When your daughter is 17, she shall marry my son and be his wife forever. Do we have a deal?"  

Roger couldn't believe this. He knew that his daughter would be a vampire and he would never see her again. His only child and he wouldn't even get to see her at age 18.  

"Do we have a deal?" The vampire repeated in a more harsh, dark tone. 

"No." Roger sternly said. The vampire shrugged his shoulders and put his mouth back on Roger's neck. He let his fang extend once more.  

"O-okay!" Roger finally agreed. The vampire slowly moved his face up from Roger's neck.  

"So we have a deal?" He asked smirking.  

Roger dropped his head. "Deal. I shall come back on this day in 17 years. See you soon." He let go off Roger's shirt and he fell to the ground. The vampire started walking away. He looked over his shoulder and called out. "I'll always be watching."  

With that he left. 

What had Roger just done? Had he just agreed to let his daughter be the wife of a blood sucker? 

Still taking in the new information, Roger hopped back in his car and sped home.....