Droplet - Hiatus

I ended up becoming a commodity. No longer attached by love to anyone. My blood is clean. I sought to sell myself to the highest bidder. This is my chance. They say if you find love you can be trusted. Your motives made clear by love, but alone you are a threat. A risk, so I had to keep them from seeing me as a danger.

Everyone has at least one person they love. They will do anything to save that one person but they don't want to murder someone. That's where the vampires come into play. They deliver the unsavory packages. They deal in blood. People started calling them that even though they're not anything like Dracula. Since the virus thrives in only certain blood types, donors have been sought after as a way to prolong life. Maybe one day they'll find a cure, but until then I have to survive.

I have to avoid the vampires. Blood was my ticket into their society, but I had to keep my head down. Drawing attention might be my downfall, but when I was assigned to keep one person alive I didn't know it would be under the jealous watch of all the single women.