Immortal Love

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Roshida’s P.O.V

Screech! The taxi came to a halt and I got out.

“And where are you coming from young lady?” my sister, Mary probed, as the taxi drove off. I hate when she called me that. I wasn’t a lady and I surely wasn’t young. Hey, I’m 218 years old!

“Bitch,” I mumbled under my breath. I truly hated her overprotective ways.

“What was that?” I saw the vein poking out of her head and her eyes turning red, like it always does when a vampire gets angry.

“Nothing.”

“It better be.”

I waltzed into the house, we owned it for over a year now, ever since I killed that cheerleading whore and it raised havoc on the town we were in. Her name was Lily. She practically forced herself onto him. Poor Mike. He had witnessed me killing the slut so I had to kill him too. Hey, don’t judge me. Vampires don’t have any emotional state and he was the one that accepted Lily when she seduced him.

I threw myself on the bed and dialed over to Jess, my (what humans would say) BFF.

“Hello?”

“Sup?”

“Oh, Roshida, I thought you were someone else.”

“Who?”

“No-one to worry about.”

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes, knowing that she was talking about her rebound boyfriend she had been with just for the taste of his blood.

“I have feast, wanna join?”

“Where?”

“Outta town.”

“I knew that silly. We can’t kill in town.” I laughed at her.

“I’ll come pick you up, my directions are bad.”                                                

She was right. I remember what she had got me into in 1800 when she told me where I could have met Paul---a man I loved back then (you know, before I turned me). Unfortunately, she was the one Paul told his whereabouts. Every right I walked it should’ve been left and every up should’ve been down. Next thing I knew, I ended up in an alley and met a man who I thought was Paul. After getting close to him, he turned out to be a bloodsucking vampire who eventually bit me in the neck and offered me some of his dark blood. I awoke of unconsciousness in the same alley and found that I was now a vampire; and that I didn’t possess any feelings. I was so mad at Jess, that I used my super speed to get to her. I accidentally bit her in the process.

 It took some time adjusting along the bumpy rood of the undead. Soon after in the 1850’s I found Paul. Old and battered, settling down with his newly-wed; I hated him for that. He was the only man I’ve ever loved and he let me down by moving on after I got attacked and couldn’t meet with him. He was truly frightened when he saw that I haven’t age. I killed him and his bleary-eyed hag. I didn’t even take a sniff of their blood, everything in them disgusted me. Everything!

“Come on!” Jess yanked me out of my daydream. In a second, we were at the crime scene. A pool of bright red blood was growing bigger and bigger. This was no bite; he died due to a strike to his head.

“What happened?”

“He saw my fangs.”

“No, I meant what happened to him?”

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