Where the Sun Don't Shine: Chapter Two

I walked briskly among the many people of the night. I smelled the aroma of the different flavors that i was walking amongst. Tourist attractions are always the best place to get a good meal without having to go too far. The food comes to you. As i browsed the menu a woman caught my eye. Could it be? No it couldn't. I had killed her many years ago. There was no way it could be her. Still, i followed my instinct and her scent. It brought me to an italian restaurant. She stood outside pondering if she should go inside. The stench of garlic filled my nose. I gagged and she noticed me. She turned around and said, "Oh my god are you alright?"
"Yes" i replied, "I'm fine" She noticed before i did that my fangs had been exposed.
"Oh my god" she said under her breath as i walked up to her. I smiled. She looked up in my eyes and said, "You're like Edward!" I stopped. Was she already the mistress of another vampire? She looked at me and said, "Do you sparkle in the sun like him?" Whoever this mysterious Edward was, he couldn't be a vampire. I feasted on her blood. It tasted like ignorance. I did what i hadn't done since I'd first been turned. I feasted so ravishly that I received a high from it. The world spun as I stumbled back towards my apartment. Hopefully I would make it before the sun rose. I saw her face everywhere i went and it enraged me. I remember how juvenile I had been. It had been before i had become what i was. She was my first love. Sienna had been her name. It had been three years of innocence that I had spent with her. And it changed one night when she came into the house with blood all over her clothes. I cleaned her up and noticed two bite marks on the side of her neck and blood stains on her teeth. When she finally awoke at dawn the next day she screamed and slept under the bed for the remainder of the day. Then, that night when i had gone to give her a meal she attacked me. She slammed me into the walls with a strength I had never felt before. She had the most hideous fangs and her beauty was gone with this beast that was now in front of me. She bit me and my arms and legs would not work. I chose to do the only thing i could, bite her back. I bit into her and her blood spilled into my mouth and she screamed. I was able to move my arms and legs again when she let go and i kicked her off of me and ran out of the house. She ran.....no flew after me faster than anything i'd ever seen. I ran as fast as i could while throwing things behind me and got out of the house by jumping through a window. I ran to the church to find help from this beast of Satan. I didn't quite make it that far but i managed to make it to the cemetary. I saw a wooden cross sticking out of the ground of a nearby grave and broke it off of it's root piece. I stabbed her with it and she screamed. She backhanded me and i flew into the gate of the cemetary. She flew towards me and i grabbed her and slammed her onto the sharp rail of the gate. I saw a priest running toward me holding a knife. He threw me a metal cross and i caught it. "Hold it facing her, my son!" He yelled. I did as he told me and he ran up to her with the knife and beheaded her. I thanked him for saving my life. Little did i know that this man would become my worthiest foe. But that's a story for another time. I said my goodbye to the priest and started to walk back towards my home. I looked down at my hands and saw one of them was covered in blisters. The one that had been holding the cross. The memory faded away as I arrived at the apartment complex, I walked up to the apartment and through the front door where i saw a young man i had taken in on the couch. "Fuck man, it's like four in the morning and you're barely coming home?"
"Dawn's about to break. Came home as fast as i could. You know i hate daytime. The day hides the real action. All of the good sins happen at night."
"Yeah, yeah whatever." I walked to my room and quietly closed the door. I wondered if my actions seemed to arouse the interests of anyone else besides the Zach boy. If the girl, Becky, as she liked to be called or her cousin had noticed his strange habits. No, it didn't seem like they did. Becky always called him the wrong name though. One day he'd correct her. Vito, dear, not Bido. Bido sounds like a dog. I, am a beast.