Summer of Night

I was a few minutes down the road, taking a short cut. And that's when I heard it. A blood curdling scream rang through the night. Screams weren't usually alarming in the city, but the manner of this scream was. I payed no mind to it though, and continued walking. I stopped in my tracks, looking down an alley. It was her, the redhead. She was latched onto someone's neck, blood staining the victim's shirt. I gasped, too mortified to even move.

This can't be real, I mean, are vampires even real? Is she serious? A smile played upon her lips, and she winked at me once more. The woman in her arms started to go limp, and the red head wrapped her arms around the smaller woman.