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The tiger’s eye gemstone is considered a sign of the vampires. However, only humans associated with them wore the gems. Marisa had flirted with danger all her life, and then one night Death came knocking and she flirted with him, literally. So now she wore a tiger’s eye necklace. The stone was shaped into a leopard, the favorite alternate form of her boyfriend. No other vampire would harm her because he had claimed her. His name was Lysao, and he was waiting for her when she arrived at the bar that she had met him in. That was back when she didn’t know about vampires. There were a few ignorant humans hanging around, but most of the humans knew exactly what they were dealing with; the majority of the crowd was vampires. They traveled around, mostly. They didn’t have a regular spot and bars were just the easiest places to find in the middle of the night. Convenience led them to nightspots. Lysao led Marisa into one of the dark corners where they usually made out. But this time he bit her neck, and she let him. It didn’t hurt, and she liked the feeling anyway. She felt powerful, being a factor in this being’s survival. He pulled away after only a few seconds, not wanting to make her feel sick. She grinned at him, noticing as he watched her blood trickle down from the bite. He wiped it off with his fingertips, and painted her lips with it, making them shiny and red. She slowly licked it off, savoring the sweet, warm taste on her tongue. Marisa might as well be a vampire; she loved the taste of blood as much as they did. But Marisa loved Lysao more than blood, and he was the same way with her. He put his finger in the way of the trickle, letting it gather in a pool. He licked it off and started kissing Marisa, letting her taste her own blood on his lips. Suddenly, he tore the necklace off her neck, and she stared at him questioningly. He smiled and she relaxed. "Marisa, as a human you are almost more vampire than I am," he said. She murmured a reply. He held the gemstone in his hand where it touched against Marisa’s blood, and it suddenly melted in his palm and turned red. Lysao put his hand to her mouth and she eagerly drank the liquid. Slowly, she stopped breathing and he caught her as she collapsed. Her heart gradually stopped beating, and she opened her eyes. They had always been gray, and the sudden whiteness of her skin against her black hair made her seem like a black and white photo. "I’m... like...like you now, aren’t.... I... Lysao?" she asked him, breathless in more than one way. He kissed her forehead with a smile as she exploded into a coughing fit. "Yes Marisa, you’re one of us now." * * * Nelly woke up in a cold sweat, her
blankets thrown onto the floor. She glanced at her clock and swore. Only
four-thirty. She had a whole hour before she was supposed to be up.
She’d had the nightmare again, the one about Marisa. Marisa and Nelly
were orphaned sisters, but had been adopted into the same family. Marisa
had vanished a few months ago, when she was nineteen. The dream was the
truth, and Nelly knew it. Nelly’s name was really Nicole and it had
taken her three years to convince her parents to call her Nelly. It had
taken Tommy a week to get them to use his nickname. And Lila was the
baby. The one Nelly was expected to baby-sit and teach about
adolescence. But she was only legally her sister; they were not related
by blood. So Tommy watched her and she learned from her mother. "Good morning sweetie!" Linda greeted cheerfully. "Morning Linda," Nelly replied. Since she was
about twelve, she’d refused to call Linda and Dennis "Mom" and "Dad."
Marysa looked down and sighed. "Your name was changed when we were adopted. They wanted to have a daughter named Nicole. I was already too old to undergo a name change. But you were just a year old. Your name was Teresa. I didn’t want to tell you because I thought it would be easier for you that way. But that’s not all I wanted to tell you. We’re, I mean you’re, a half-vampire. I want you to come over to my side. You’ll feel more at home, I know it. Even if I was always more vampiric than you, it will be better." Nelly was, to put it simply, shocked. She had never imagined this, never even thought it. Marysa went on to tell her that it was Nelly’s decision. She refused to change Nelly against her will. Nelly left the bar without a word and was hardly surprised to find Meryah sitting at the wheel of her car. Meryah saw her and got out. She didn’t offer an explanation for being in Nelly’s car but started to walk away from Nelly, watching as the human girl got in the car that had been in the school parking lot the last time she saw it. "Hey kid," Meryah said hesitantly, turning around. "Don’t worry about Marysa, she’s just really concerned about you. No matter what your decision is, she’ll keep in contact with you. I saw the girl you used to know. I hung out with Lysao’s group sometimes when she was there. She’s still like that when you get past her shell." Nelly smiled weakly, still jarred by what she had been told by her ex-sister. Meryah smiled back. "I don’t mean to be nosy, but I think you should seriously think about coming over. Marysa can’t tell you why she suddenly wants you here, and she feels really guilty about it. See, it’s dangerous for you. You really need to find a way to be safe, and we both know what the easiest way is. So just think about it. And don’t worry about your best friend Jewel. You know she’d be more than happy to come along." With that final note, Meryah turned away and started down the street. Nelly slowly started her car and drove home. * * * A young female vampire blinked suddenly. She realized that she was sitting at the kitchen table in the house she shared with her two best friends. She didn’t daydream often, and it usually wasn’t about her years as a human. But still, memories come and go. It was nothing unusual. PREVIOUS CHAPTER |
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