Blessed and Cursed

Pete's POV

I so badly wanted to breathe but air would not fill my now dead lungs. Blood. I wanted blood badly. The rich thick taste of iron. The almost black crimson color. I need to find blood and fast. I vowed to never touch a drop of human blood from the vein and I will keep that vow for eternity. But could I? I needed help I couldn't do this alone. I can't tell my best friends Joe or Andy, no I can't even see them. I have to leave. To protect them. I am leaving Chicago and going to the great city of New York. I would love to go to California, but you know vampires + sunshine = Pete ashes. New York will be good though, there are enough buildings that if I am careful I will never step foot in sunlight. Thank God for skyscrapers. Shadows that reach the stars and go down to hell. Shadows in which I can live the eternity that is ahead of me. Dark alleys and bad ideas. That is what my miserable life has come to. This vampire thing has it's advantages though. I can get to New York City in about 15 min. if I run fast enough. I also met this "blood dealer" who will help me get started in New York. Well here goes nothing. I blur out of Chicago and I am now starting my new un-life.