Category : Stories

Sub Category : Fantasy

I hate today. Of all the days in the year, it had to be today. There's was already one of these this year. And now there's another. This was the only night that people were stupid enough to come here. For the most part, people stayed away. But tonight, no doubt they would come. You'd think the teenagers of this town would learn.
Every year someone comes in, and they never leave. I watched the sunrise. Usually, I would move away. But today the sun wouldn't kill me. With each hour my hunger grows. I sigh, if only I was different.
"Contemplating life again?" Kaylee said. She was my only friend in this world. I had friends in the ghost realm, but they had other things to do.
"Yep. As always. This is the second Friday the 13th this year. And all I can think about is blood."
"I know, sorry. I brought a pig tho. Their blood is like humans." She held up a limp pig. I sighed.
"You know it won't satisfy me. Your lucky, you don't have to feed on innocent people."
"No, but I did kill a dozen dear earlier." She gave me a sad smile.
"Can you keep the people away tonight. I hate killing people." I crossed my arms and leaned agist the old sink.
"No, you need to eat."
"So you're ok with me eating innocent people?" I raised an eyebrow.
"This place is a restricted area. With do not cross lines everywhere. If they pass it their far game."
"That's only because the Sheriff is in your pack." I shook my head.
"You're going to starve. No, I'm not letting you." She had a hint of anger in her voice. I bit my lip and picked up a knife. "No, not this again." But I didn't listen to here. I stabbed my leg for everyone I killed. As soon a the wound healed I'd stab it again.
The moon rose and I could hear the drunk teens coming. My eyes turned a dark red. Coming in they laughed loudly. My instincts took control. I walked up to them.
"Hey, I see we're not the only ones who felt like exploring. The bigger guy did. The other rolled his eyes and winked at me. Another vampire? This would be fun.
Another guy stumbled in, my hunger took over I punched. I tore into his neck, his blood warmed my cold, dead insides.
I looked at my companion. He was finished. He stared at me. 
All the sudden we were backed against the wall. I smelled the blood on his shirt. Then I heard others approaching.
I hated today. But I love what happens to me. I smiled at the bodies piling up. Happy Friday the 13th I thought. With my entire body covered in blood, I retired back to the old house. My new friend following close behind.