DRACULA: A VERY SPECIAL FLAVOUR

A Flavour called Lucy

A/N: A contemporary tale sometime after Dracula has escaped the confines of the Jonathan Harker Foundation. A different take on Lucy.

LONDON, ENGLAND, 2020

"How is she...?"

"Mrs Westenra, your daughter has suffered extensive blood loss. Lucy will need a transfusion. We are getting concerned that she is getting very withdrawn. I have asked for the hospital psychiatric team to do a valuation on her..."

"She doesn't need to see a therapist!"

"I beg to differ Mrs Westenra...because this isn't the first time Lucy has been in this situation...is it? It's, by MY records, the third time"

...

Hi, I'm Lucy, where do I begin...Oh...I was really jealous of that girl at work, the one who always seems to get the guy.

She is Robin Wray. She's all curly hair and pink lipstick. She dresses to impress and always has the guys running after her down at the wine bar after work.

Oh and, oh yeah, there's also Zev Harmer. He's a friend of Robin. Part of her clique if you will. His hair is blond. Fake if you please, and he always has a flamboyant dress sense that goes nicely with his theatrical personality.

And HE gets the guys too.

Me...well, they (Robin and Zev) tolerate me I suppose. They let me tag along after them, but both of them laugh and giggle at me because I can never get a boyfriend.

Well, I can start with what happened a few Months ago...

At the time I DID get a boyfriend, but Robin got him off his face and gave him a blow job. She did that because I said I wouldn't do a sales pitch for her.

Quinsey (The boyfriend, an American guy from the New York office) wouldn't stop apologising the next day at work. But he was far from sorry because during the lunch break, Robin was in with him getting more of the same in a toilet cubicle.

But still, after ALL THAT, I'm jealous...why is that THEY can get the guys and not me?

I'm not that unattractive...my hair is brown and comes to my shoulders. I wear tight jeans and tiny tops that TRY to show off my breasts. Even if they are on the small side.

I don't wear much makeup or lipstick...but Mum said I looked beautiful without it.

Oh...oh yeah...I DO wear specs. Only at the office mind. When I go out to a club with Zev and Robin I always make an effort and wear my contacts.

It was at a club I met him. Count Dracula...he was so handsome. I can still picture him standing in that nightclub with the music playing the lights flashing and the clubbers dancing around him like he never existed.

His hair was swept back and cropped at the sides and back. It was jet black in colour. His eyes were dark as well, and they each shone like diamonds.

And his smile. His smile made me want to smile.

His black shirt was tight on him, but it clearly showed how much this guy worked out. His trousers were dark and his boots were polished.

...

"Lucy WAKE UP! The doctor is saying you have to see a therapist! Come on! What is wrong with you! GET THE DOCTOR! SHE IS SO COLD!"

Go away Mum! I just want to tell everybody about this guy.

The funny thing was that nobody seemed to take much notice of him. In-fact NO notice of him, because like I said before, it was like he never existed.