Vampires of Orange County Vol. Four

As they left, I heard one of them suggest stopping at KFC on the way back to their dorm, and now I did laugh. I made a mental note to go to a student hangout next time I had to feed. I decided to start my evening by going back to the Bikini Lounge, where there would also be some real people. The Bikini Lounge was packed this time. I pushed my way to the bar and got a pitcher. All the stools were taken, so I had to stand as I drank.

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I looked around from time to time. A couple different guys tried to get talking to me. If they were suitable prey that might have been all right, but they were nice enough guys, so I froze them out. I realized that leaning on the bar drinking by myself probably made me easier to hit on, so I poured what was left in my pitcher into my glass and moved away from the bar.

I moved around and through the crowd, searching. In the corner near the door was a guy who aroused a different kind of hunger in me. I smiled at him.

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The arrogance of that annoyed me a bit, but not enough to stop me from going over to him. No one else can see or hear her. He smiled, and something about the smile told me I had to get out of there. I went past him and out the door, stopping on the sidewalk to look back and see if he followed. At home, I got in my coffin, and all night I alternately cried and masturbated, sometimes both at the same time, until the sun rose and I, exhausted, sank into darkness. I was awakened by the sound of someone pulling at the lid of my coffin. I could feel the daylight, so something was badly wrong.

When the lid was taken away, I expected to burst into flames, and to be dust soon after, but nothing happened, and I realized that whoever it was must have left the drapes closed. I lay there staring up at them, unable to blink. The woman was dressed in black, like Jason always was, and had a goofy-looking nose-piercing. She stared down into my face, and I had no choice but to stare back. And, besides, the bitch made you fuck her.

He handed her a little backpack, and she took out a freshly-carved wooden stake and a hammer. She pointed at my face. I felt the point of the stake against my skin. She raised the hammer, and at the same time Jason walked toward the curtains, reaching to open them. Hesediel stepped out from behind the curtains, somehow keeping the daylight behind him as he did, and took Jason by the throat.

Hesediel shoved Jason toward her. He staggered into her, and they both fell. The hammer she was holding fell with her, but when she let go of the stake it rolled down over my abdomen and came to rest on my stomach. I could see Hesediel, who now stood by my coffin and glared at them with those horrible, beautiful blue eyes. Then Hesediel moved out of my sight, and I heard him lock the door.

Then he was back, looking down at me.

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He lifted the stake off me. He took a handkerchief from his pocket, reached down and wiped the tears from my face, then gently closed my eyes. Please take care of Caroline as I have taken care of you. And, when you hunt, choose your prey skillfully. I lay there in the blackness of the coffin surrounded by the white heat of the day, not knowing what to think or how to think, not knowing what I was feeling.

One thought kept appearing in a loop: I always locked my bedroom door, and I had forgotten last night because of meeting Hesediel, and that had almost destroyed me, and it was Hesediel who had saved me. W hen I woke, the sun was gone. My roommates were sitting around playing a game as usual when I walked into the living room. Never let them in this house again. And never come in there yourself. I gave a flash of fang for effect, then walked out. D on was with his final client of the evening when I arrived. I wish you could.

Holly…are you my friend? I smiled at her. I stayed there with her for nearly an hour, until I knew Don would soon be finishing with his client. When Don and his client came out of the office, I was gone too. I wondered where to go now. I walked around the empty lots of the downtown area, trying to figure what to do, or to at least walk off my antsiness. I saw a man stumbling across one lot, and I walked over to check him out.

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Dirty clothes told me he was probably homeless, but worse was that his head was split open. I could actually see part of his skull. He was covered in blood, but the heat of the night was drying it already. He looked at me as I approached him. Sit down on the ground and keep still. I need a dollar.

I handed him one. I caught him and eased him to the ground. I moved away from him quickly. I was so hungry it felt like anger, and the scent of his blood was making it worse. I pulled out my phone and was going to call for an ambulance, but I saw a cop car turning the corner, and I ran out in front of it to force it to stop. He got out of the car and stood facing me. You could have gotten yourself killed. A little blood goes a long way. There were no witnesses.

I tried to think straight, to catch hold of my anger, but control slipped away and it felt good. It felt even better when I saw the look on his mean, stupid face as I went at him, and it felt even better when I tore him wide open, shoved my head in, and fed. When I pulled my head out of what was left of him, I felt full, bloated. I turned away from the oozing mess, left it lying on the ground next to the police car it had driven, and I looked around.

As I approached, I saw a figure crouching over him. There are predators everywhere. He was holding the homeless man like a baby. So we sat there, him holding the unconscious man, me running my tongue all over myself, until all the mess was inside me and I was so clean I would have glistened had a light shone on me. Do it to them. I have no power over evil. Do it right fucking now. Hesediel very gently laid the unconscious man on the ground. I walked toward the cops, hands in the air. I ran at them, and they all fired. I felt the change, and I swooped over their heads, then I turned around and dived at them.

When they saw me, they all screamed, and one of them shot one of his partners by accident. The wounded man fell, and the three others ran toward their cars. I swooped over the homeless man. I could see Hesediel in the street on the other side of the lot, walking away, without hurry. Instead I flew east, toward Scottsdale. Like just about every other restaurant in Scottsdale, it was way beyond my budget.

Nobody would think of looking in Scottsdale for whoever had devoured a cop near an empty lot. I landed in an alley behind a strip mall, and, after the change, I checked my smartphone and found the address of the restaurant. I went in, and was about to take a seat at the bar when I saw Hesediel sitting at a table.

We looked at each other, and we both burst out laughing.

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He handed me a menu. Get whatever you want. A server came over and asked if I wanted a drink. Hesediel already had one. I ordered a glass of merlot. The server chatted with us for a moment, and I realized what he was seeing: I knew what he thought we were, and I knew I wanted it to be true, and I had no idea what to do or say. I ordered cheese flatbread and mushrooms stuffed with lamb chorizo. Hesediel ordered a vegetarian platter. As we waited for our food, we sipped our drinks, and looked at each other. And then we drank our drinks in easy silence, and when our food came we got more drinks.

I laughed, and he sat there and drank and watched me laugh. Instead, He banished me to central fucking Arizona. Why did he banish you? Have you read the Bible? We first got into it when He kicked Satan out for questioning him. He promised this world to Satan, but He fucked him on the deal. Job loved Him and would have done anything for Him. The most abusive relationship ever. But what finally pissed me off was His crap about forgiveness. I got along okay with Satan, but we were never really friends. But I really like Jesus… and what God put him through was just disgusting.

The night before it all went down, Jesus is in the Garden of Gethsemane pleading not to be tortured, and his Heavenly Father does it to him anyway, because He had to take out His cosmic temper tantrum on somebody? I told Him He obviously had borderline personality disorder, and that nobody actually liked Him but they were all afraid to say anything.

So I have power over them. When someone puts on a uniform to serve a place like this, any good in them becomes irrelevant. I want to bring light. I sought you out because of what I need. And evil is contagious, so the rest of the country is following. Have you noticed that every unjust legislation that comes out of here, even if it gets struck down as unconstitutional, inspires similar legislation in other states?

I want to comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable. The server came over and asked if we wanted more drinks. He raised his glass, I did the same, and we clinked glasses and drank. Or do you know already? I stared at him and licked my lips. I had kicked off my shoes, and my bare feet were on the dashboard, and my dress was pulled up to my waist, and my legs were open, and Hesediel had one hand on the steering wheel and the other between my thighs, two fingers deep inside me, my wetness seeping down to his palm. At last we turned onto a dirt road, parked, and without a word we got out of the car.

He opened the trunk and took out a rolled-up blanket. With the blanket under one arm, and his other arm around my waist, he guided me as me walked away. After a few minutes, we stopped, and he unrolled the blanket on the earth. T he warm wind on our skin, the silhouette of a saguaro against the moon. My tongue everywhere on his body, tasting, probing, everywhere, everything. Light of the moon in his eyes, light of his eyes in the moon. Biting him hard, harder than I ever bit anyone, the soft golden skin yielding but not breaking. On my hands and knees, him behind me, me coming and coming and coming so hard I scream into the moonlight and pound my fists into the earth.

There was an absence of any kind of need, and in that absence was peace, the first I had ever known. He fell asleep there, with me in his arms, my head on his chest. Sand Witches in the Hamptons. Cat in a Neon Nightmare. Rebirth Channeling Morpheus 5. Jackpot Channeling Morpheus A Val Bosanquet Mystery. The Sleeping and the Dead. Now You See Me. A Description of the Blazing World. Vampires of Orange County Vol. How to Buy a Love of Reading.

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