R E B I R T H [COMPLETED]

EIGHT: 1985

    I never knew that I could become the vampire I never was. Manipulative. Seductive. Malevolent. A berserk. I was out of control that  night. I thought, I never belonged in here.

I hurried to the back door so that nobody could see me looking like I'm from a killing spree. I quickly placed the meat in the freezer, not making a single noise. I quickly took my apron off, changed my uniform, and place them all in the gym bag that I stole.

Everything I own in the present are all being stolen. The motorbike was also being stolen - from a gang fight.

That time, it was a midnight hunt. Walking along the streets of Libertine, I saw a group of gangs fighting, probably a group of criminals. I thought it was all a fist fight, until one of them let out a knife. One got injured badly that he was bleeding, and the others escaped, leaving him on the ground and his bike. I, alone, went to the man. His blood was already staining the ground. I couldn't help but to be tempted to take a sip.

"H-h-..help.m-me.." The criminal pleaded. His hand was still in his wounded area in the abdomen.

I let out my hand, so that he can also let out his, like lending a hand to a friend. He reached out his hands to mine and our palms touched.

What can I do? I'm a vampire.
I was on the hunt. It was an opportunity.

I twisted and snapped his arm. Screams were all I heard from the pain he felt. And slowly, I dug my fangs into his wrists. I've tasted his blood. That real blood of a criminal. His blood were rapid, rushing towards my dreadful mouth. I drank, and drank too much of his blood, until he was as quiet as a carcass. I inserted my bloody hands in his pocket and reached out for his keys. The next thing I remembered was that I drove away with his motorbike. After that, TV news were telling that the criminal just died because of blood loss.

I may be cruel, but I was born to be this way. And this rebirth is just the beginning.

I left the diner without any word.

I don't stay at a permanent place, but I did stay at Hudson Motel, the only motel in Libertine, and the only reason I stayed there is because of schooling. Every student needs a home, right?

As I rode my motorbike, incoming were the police cars, and I know they're going to the store, where I killed a man. A man who tried to rape me. The man I killed because of blood.

I hurried my way to the motel and hid in my bedroom.

"Here's your one large fries, your chocolate smoothie, and...your hot caramel cappuccino." I said as I placed all the ordered menu of the customers to their table.

It was a Saturday, and I have to go work on my duty as a waitress at Fred's.

"and here's a strawberry ice cream for the little girl." I said to the little girl, along with her family.

Rain started to drizzle. Tap. Tap. Goes the rain to the window pane. The front door chimes rung as a middle-aged man, more probably in his early 30s, with tousled blonde hair, walked inside the diner.

I brushed my red hair a bit, before walking to entertain the waiting customer.

"Excuse me sir, can I get your order?" I asked, obviously revealing him the paper I am holding with the pen.

"I'll have a beer, and better have it cold." He answered while smiling wittingly.

"Oookay." I replied.

"A strange thing happened to a man last evening, Friday at around 8:00 PM," the news in the television went broadcasting as I entered the kitchen to get the man's requested beer.