Blood and Love: Chapter One
A vampire and human love story. It's very short. Next one will be longer. Enjoy!
***Ashton's POV***
I lean heavily against a wall. My blood boils and my throat constricts. My muscles don't have enough oxygen. I need blood. Vampire blood cells don't carry oxygen. How long has it been? I think eight days. Yes, eight days ago I fed. This agony...
A salty smell penetrates the musty aroma behind the dumpster in the ally. I groan. A shadow steps forward to investigate. The smell of blood gets closer. Another smell mingles in the air and it's putrid. Yes, focus on that smell. I stand still and only focus on the disgusting fragrance. The shadow sniffs then walks on apparently satisfied. It's time to go feed on a bunny. Starvation doesn't work to kill. A stake doesn't. Fire doesn't. What else doesn't work to kill a suicidal vampire?
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***Caleste's POV***
Faith is when you believe in something wholeheartedly. I have faith in myself. I am Ridgeway High's Track Star, I chant to myself in my mind. The whole school has faith in me. I sprint faster with the thought. No one is in front of me. I don't doubt that someone is at my heels. With that thought I receive a burst of adrenaline and I move faster. Before I'm ready I reach the finish line. My best friend jogs up to me.
"Cale," Kanisha begins as I slow to a walk. "That was an amazing." I gather a towel to mop up sweat and a cold water bottle. I place the towel around my neck and take a deep drink.
"That felt great," I murmured, watching other girls and boys finishing. Kanisha brushed aside her black bangs and blinks up.
"Awe, I'm so jealous! That new hottie, Ashton, is looking at you!" I smirk and shake my head. "I'm serious," she continued. I follow her green eyes and meet orbs of electrifying blue.
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***Ashton's POV***
I wanted to kill her. I wanted kill Caleste Elson. I could smell her blood and it intoxicated me. I could have drunk Caleste dry. The only thing stopping me was the fact that she bore the uncanny resemblance to my soulmate. The one who died. Marissa Kahn. She now knows I'm watching her. I can by from the way she blushes. A flood of blood. I feel a pain in my throat and a throb where my fangs have grown. Think of puppy's! I tell myself. Or makeup! Caleste doesn't wear makeup, I observed. My fangs don't go away.
"Ashie," a girl besides me says, "Are you alr-Are those fangs?" I whip my head to face the blue-eyed blond.
"They're fake," I use compulsion. Willing her to believe what I tell her. She's one tough cookie, though.
"They look real, like a cats," she says doubtfully. I suddenly recall her name. And that compulsion works better with my fangs in her throat.
"Heather," I begin and she blinks. In her mind I know she thinks 'he remembers my name!'
"Do you want to go somewhere... alone?" I say and she nods. A few minutes later were in the supply closet. She looks nervous and as a vampire I feel it coming in waves off her. I smile, my fangs exposed. She won't feel this way for long.
"Ashie," she begins and I take a step closer. She freezes up as I intended. I take another step and we're nose to nose. I place my cold fingers under her chin. She shivers and closes her eyes for a brief second. In the next second I tilt her head back and place my lips to her throat. And my fangs sink in.
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***Caleste's POV***
"Miss. Elson." My coach says and I look up from retying my shoes.
"Yes, Mrs. Golding?"
"Would you be a dear and go get Nicki's bag from the supply closet?" She asks and I nod. Almost every girl on the track team puts their bags there. I stand up and jog past the benches and past the gates surrounding the track. I come up to a maroon painted shack.
I open the doors and gasp. Ashton, or whoever he is, has his mouth on Heather Oran's neck. Heather is one of my good friends but she looks like she's about to pass out. Ashton, hearing my gasp, pulls away from Heather and reveals his fangs and the blood dripping from them.
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This is my first story in here! I hope you liked it. I know it's short and that it's moving too fast, the next one will better!
I lean heavily against a wall. My blood boils and my throat constricts. My muscles don't have enough oxygen. I need blood. Vampire blood cells don't carry oxygen. How long has it been? I think eight days. Yes, eight days ago I fed. This agony...
A salty smell penetrates the musty aroma behind the dumpster in the ally. I groan. A shadow steps forward to investigate. The smell of blood gets closer. Another smell mingles in the air and it's putrid. Yes, focus on that smell. I stand still and only focus on the disgusting fragrance. The shadow sniffs then walks on apparently satisfied. It's time to go feed on a bunny. Starvation doesn't work to kill. A stake doesn't. Fire doesn't. What else doesn't work to kill a suicidal vampire?
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***Caleste's POV***
Faith is when you believe in something wholeheartedly. I have faith in myself. I am Ridgeway High's Track Star, I chant to myself in my mind. The whole school has faith in me. I sprint faster with the thought. No one is in front of me. I don't doubt that someone is at my heels. With that thought I receive a burst of adrenaline and I move faster. Before I'm ready I reach the finish line. My best friend jogs up to me.
"Cale," Kanisha begins as I slow to a walk. "That was an amazing." I gather a towel to mop up sweat and a cold water bottle. I place the towel around my neck and take a deep drink.
"That felt great," I murmured, watching other girls and boys finishing. Kanisha brushed aside her black bangs and blinks up.
"Awe, I'm so jealous! That new hottie, Ashton, is looking at you!" I smirk and shake my head. "I'm serious," she continued. I follow her green eyes and meet orbs of electrifying blue.
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***Ashton's POV***
I wanted to kill her. I wanted kill Caleste Elson. I could smell her blood and it intoxicated me. I could have drunk Caleste dry. The only thing stopping me was the fact that she bore the uncanny resemblance to my soulmate. The one who died. Marissa Kahn. She now knows I'm watching her. I can by from the way she blushes. A flood of blood. I feel a pain in my throat and a throb where my fangs have grown. Think of puppy's! I tell myself. Or makeup! Caleste doesn't wear makeup, I observed. My fangs don't go away.
"Ashie," a girl besides me says, "Are you alr-Are those fangs?" I whip my head to face the blue-eyed blond.
"They're fake," I use compulsion. Willing her to believe what I tell her. She's one tough cookie, though.
"They look real, like a cats," she says doubtfully. I suddenly recall her name. And that compulsion works better with my fangs in her throat.
"Heather," I begin and she blinks. In her mind I know she thinks 'he remembers my name!'
"Do you want to go somewhere... alone?" I say and she nods. A few minutes later were in the supply closet. She looks nervous and as a vampire I feel it coming in waves off her. I smile, my fangs exposed. She won't feel this way for long.
"Ashie," she begins and I take a step closer. She freezes up as I intended. I take another step and we're nose to nose. I place my cold fingers under her chin. She shivers and closes her eyes for a brief second. In the next second I tilt her head back and place my lips to her throat. And my fangs sink in.
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***Caleste's POV***
"Miss. Elson." My coach says and I look up from retying my shoes.
"Yes, Mrs. Golding?"
"Would you be a dear and go get Nicki's bag from the supply closet?" She asks and I nod. Almost every girl on the track team puts their bags there. I stand up and jog past the benches and past the gates surrounding the track. I come up to a maroon painted shack.
I open the doors and gasp. Ashton, or whoever he is, has his mouth on Heather Oran's neck. Heather is one of my good friends but she looks like she's about to pass out. Ashton, hearing my gasp, pulls away from Heather and reveals his fangs and the blood dripping from them.
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This is my first story in here! I hope you liked it. I know it's short and that it's moving too fast, the next one will better!
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