by Kari Trail

Created on: September 01, 2008

I looked around the corner before leaving my house. I was afraid. I knew that I shouldn't be but I was. I knew that I wasn't a desired one. I was nothing. But I was still afraid. Hell, I was afraid of everything. If I saw a shadow in the night, I jumped. But, I knew where I was going. I knew what I was doing. I was taking myself right into forbidden territory. With each step that I took I shook almost uncontrollably. I had always joked that this was something that I wanted but now the prospect was very real. I wanted to become a vampire. I had been researching them, read everything that I could get my hands on to learn what I could. What was fact or fiction? How do you distinguish the difference? Then one day, I realized that it didn't matter to me. I love the night. I love the smell of blood from a fresh wound. I wanted this. More than anything, I wanted this. He drew me to him like a moth to a flame from the first time that I laid eyes on him. I was at the bar and I saw him. He had pale skin and sandy blonde almost brown hair. Eyes of charcoal and honey. They seemed to change depending on his mood. He had the eyes of an old soul. They were bottomless. With almost an animal magnetism, he pulled me onto the dance floor. I couldn't bear to leave him. We danced until almost dawn. Then, we parted. Since that day, I felt alone. Helpless. I wanted him, to be with him, FOREVER. The simple touch of his skin on mine sent an electric shock through my entire body. I wanted him to take me. In every sense of the word. I knew instinctively what he was. I had dreamt of this day for years. I walked on.

I could see the apartment building about a half a block away. I knew what I was doing. I walked up the steps and suddenly there he was behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and guided me up the stairwell. I had eyes for no one else. Everything in life no longer mattered other than him. "Are you sure that this is what you want?" he asked me in that deep bass voice of his. I nodded my head. I wondered if he could see the shaking in my knees. He had warned me of the pain that would go on for days following. He tried to talk me out of this. He wanted me to retain my vitality, my life force. He said that he was afraid that I would lose a part of me when I turned. I would lose the ability to blush. I would lose the pigmentation in my skin. I wasn't worried about that. Looks aren't everything right? I wanted to spend eternity with him by my side. The prospect of waking up with him by my side forever.

We reached the landing of the apartment. He opened the door and I held my breath. It was luxurious. He had turned the loft apartment into a scene out of a romance novel! The bed was made with red velvet curtains surrounding it. Candles were everywhere. Thousands of candles surrounded me as I walked into the room. Soft music played in the background. "Are you trying to seduce me or turn me?" I chuckled as I held him to me. "Both," he said and wrapped his arms around me again. We slow danced for a time and then he kissed me. I could feel my pulse quicken at his touch. I knew that he could feel my blood moving through my veins but I couldn't slow the beat of my heart. And that is when I felt it... the passionate nip on my neck... I was mixed with so much pleasure and pain that I barely noticed the blood dripping down my back.....

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