Vampire Girlfriend (preview)

She smiles up at you. “I’ve heard a lot about you,” she says. “There’s a scrapbook inside with all your letters and articles. You’re very talented.”

“Thanks I uhm-” you shrug. “It will be a while before I write again.”

“That’s a shame.” Sabrina murmurs. “Was it that bad?” She touches your arm, her cool fingers pet up to your shoulder.

“I don’t remember much,” you admit. “I just remember the sound and anytime I try to write again I hear it.”

“That must be horrible,” Sabrina says. She then glances up at you. “What will you do then?” 

“That’s why I’m here,” you say. “Maybe I’ll take over my grandfather’s work once I’m healed. I enjoyed it as much as I do writing.”

“But writing in your passion,” Sabrina says softly. “You can’t give up on that.”

You glance down at her, feeling a great storm of emotions. You feel desire for her, you feel strange and comforted by her. You smile softly. “I don’t want to.”

From then on, in the evenings when you can’t find sleep, you go and visit Sabrina. You sit with her on the porch, talking to her. You enjoy being in her presence, there’s something very calming about her. 

“So how are you related to the lady of the house” You ask her one evening. “Is she your grandmother?”

She smirks. “I killed her,” she teases.

You scoff and elbow her playfully. “Not cute.”

She looks at the door and then back at you. She sits up and places her palm on your cheek. She gets close to your face and you close your eyes. You feel her soft lips press against yours and you lean in. She kisses you and your lips part. You can taste her and you want more. The kiss grows deeper and harder, it is filled with desperation and need. You gasp when she bites your lip and you pull back. You see blood on her chin and mouth. You touch your lip and see it’s bleeding. 

Sabrina comes back in, licking your lips of the blood. “You taste so sweet,” she moans.