Chapter eight
"Damn it! DANA GET UR BUTT OUT OF BED!" I heard Ali's voice ring through my ears. Oh no, morning already?
How did I even wind up in bed? I don't remember getting here. All I remember is walking home from Tom's and then...nothing.
Well, that is PERFECTLY normal.
I covered my ears with my pillow because Ali was know screaming at me from inside my bedroom. She shook me harshly. "WAKE UP!" She yelled.
"No." I mumbled into the pillow.
I heard Ali sigh, and then suddenly she left the room. Yes, I thought, she left!
Alas, she did not leave. She just came back with a cup filled with water, and without even considering her actions, dumped it on my head.
I sprang up like a shot. Shaking my head, all the while doing so shooting death glares at Ali. "I REALLY hate you." I grabbed a towel from the side of horribly messy bedroom, and started to dry my hair off, and all the pillows, sheets, and comforter.
"I love you too." Ali said nonchalantly. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up. "Come on, let's go."
I glared and sighed at her. "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Because we are going to go search down a killer vampire. God Dana, don't you know me at all?" She shook her head mock-shamefully and pulled me to my closet. "Go get dressed. I'll be downstairs. Teasing Lucas." She laughed at the mention of my evil little brother.
I smiled at her. "Now, that's why your one of my best friends." I rolled my eyes and pushed her out of my room.
As I was getting dressed, simple jeans, and a Kiss t-shirt. Did I mention I was a fan? I pulled out a picture of me and Vincent.
It was the day we went to the theme-park in town. Vincent had his arm around my waist protectively, and he had a small grin aimed at the camera. I looked to my picture, I was looking okay, my hair was in a ponytail. I had such a lop-sided grin at that time. We looked so happy.
I shut my eyes and put the picture back in the drawer. Why did I have to go ruin everything? I could have broken up with him. Although then, he probably would still want to kill me.
I can't believe he wanted to kill me. I thought he loved me. I hate him so much.
I sighed and went downstairs, I told my mom that me and my friends were going away for the week (that's right, we only had a WEEK, to find stupid Vincent.) to some summer house Tom's family owned. Early summer break we said to our parents.
Time to search for a sadistic vampire killer. Never thought I'd ever say that sentence in my life.
Vincent's P.O.V.
My hand stroked over the picture Dana had shoved back into the drawer. Like our life together didn't even matter. I crumbled it in my hand and shoved it in my pocket. If she didn't care about, fine. I did.
I listened downstairs, where Dana was talking to her friend, Ali. "Come on, we have to go meet up with Lauren." I heard Ali say.
There was silence from what I heard, Dana probably just nodded. A second later, there was door slamming. They left.
I closed my eyes and flopped down onto Dana's bed. It was wet. Looks like Ali woke her up with some water.
I chuckled to myself. Dana's friends amuse me. I don't think I'll kill them. Well, I'll do my best to try not to kill them. I can't promise anything.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, I guess it's time to leave, I thought.
I jumped out the window quickly, leaving the curtains sweep from the window.
Flying used to give me pleasure. Letting the world fly behind you. It made you in control. You were supposed to unstoppable as a vampire. Instead, no one tells you that you're just lonely.
Where was I supposed to go now? To my parents? I shook my head. Anywhere but there. They didn't understand why I wanted to turn Dana. They said she wasn't a super model, drop dead gorgeous. I could get anyone I cared for having really.
But Dana, was different for me. She was tomboy, maybe at first sight, you don't think she is drop dead gorgeous. But to me she is drop dead gorgeous. I can't say that much for Conrad.
I cringed at his name. Dana doesn't understand that all Conrad wants from her is...something I'd rather not think about. I've read his thoughts. I know that that's all that gross...human being wants from her. He tells her that he 'really likes her' but I know that's a lie.
And now, that he knows about vampires...I really shouldn't keep him alive. Dana would get over him in a heart beat. I'm sure about that.
Why can't Dana understand that I am forever devoted to her, faithfully? Human boys will come and go, but I will ALWAYS be by her side.
Why did I even erase her memory of last night? I sighed.
Of course I had to erase her memory of finding out my true intentions. I couldn't have her know that I wanted to turn her. That would ruin everything.
But why did I erase when we kissed? And then after we kissed, I carried her up to her bedroom and let her sleep. Shouldn't she know that happened? Or would just make things worse for me? For us?
This is so confusing.
It's all Conrad's fault. If he wasn't here, than Dana never would have left me. We would be happy, and then she would willingly become a vampire for me. She would still love me.
Conrad. Now I know EXACTLY where to go.
I watched him from his bedroom window. He looked a little distraught. Maybe worrying about a certain...vampire?
I chuckled, this would be the most fun I had ever had.
I tapped against the window. Conrad looked up startled, tryed to pear through the transparent glass. Stupid human.
He got up and slowly made his way over to the window. He opened it slowly. As soon as there was enough room to get through, I swept into his room. Success.
His mouth opened wide, he was about to scream. I grabbed some duck tape I saw sitting on his desk, and lepted over to him and harshly slammed it on his stupid mouth.
I twirled the ring of duck tape around my finger. "That was very convienate to have duck tape right there, Conrad. Thank you. This makes it that much easier." I pushed him back towards the chair, he squirmed, but my iron strength held him there with just one hand.
He started mumbled through the tape. I ignored him. "How should I do this? Strangling?" I looked over to his horrified face. I shook my head. "No. Too easy. How about...breaking you neck?" I glanced at him. His face was slowly turning a shade of purple. I laughed. "Nope. Too...quick." I watched him. He was squirming. Stupid boy.
"Ahh...I know...how about good old fashioned..." My voice trailed off as I picked up the knife in my pocket. I shook it at Conrad. His breathing got heavier.
I looked to my feet. No, I can't slit his neck. The blood would drive me crazy. And the last thing I want is his blood in my system.
I decided the only way to do this was to make it slow, and try not to get any blood. I sighed. I walked over to him, and grabbed his arm. I squeezed his arm until I heard the satisfying crack, I wanted.
Conrad whipped his head back, with pain. I laughed.
I broke his other arm, and both his legs. Conrad could barely move at all. I shook my head. "Now, the closing act." I placed my hands around his neck, and seeing Conrad's terrified eyes, I snapped his neck with the twitch of my fingers.
I looked to his limp body. I shook my head to myself. I didn't feel any better, like I thought I would. Just the same. Well, maybe a bit more satisfied.
But the only way I would ever be satisfied again would be when I have Dana in my arms once more.
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