Slightly Demonic and Dangerously Evil [Chapter Two]

Derrick Birmingham was never the restless sort of guy unless it was over a girl, and this time…it was over a girl. She was Ridley’s daughter but she was utterly gorgeous. He bet, he just bet she’d have guys falling all over her at school.
Why did he feel some sort of possessiveness over her. She wasn’t his, even though he wanted her to be. She was tall, extremely pale, and her hair black as night.
Her eyes had been weird though. They’d been rimmed in blue and then filled with green, then flashed black. God he could stare into them for hours.
But he knew who he was, and he knew what she was meant to become. All he was needed for was to give her the basics, on how to be a vampire highbred and then he would no longer be needed.
She would be like himself. But she would be dark where he was light. All the pain that had happened to her over a year had welled up inside of her and she wasn’t going to turn out pretty. Oh she’d be gorgeous of course, he meant the ‘wouldn’t turn out pretty’ figuratively.
But what if he wanted to be needed? But not just for help. What if he wanted to be needed because she wanted him? What he knew he really wanted was for her to call him. But that would take a while; he needed to earn her trust.
Someone sat down in his lap. Startled he looked up to see Nan grinning at him. Nan had always been outgoing. She, like her mother was blonde, tall and blue eyed. Her skin had the perfect tan, perfect body, hair, and everything else that seemed to fit in the category of ‘princess’.
"Hey gorgeous," she said putting her arms around his neck and bringing them nose to nose. "Where do you keep going? Ever since you took Electra’s" Did she just sneer? "Bags up to her room you’ve been zoning out." She nuzzled his kneck and he grimaced inwardly. Ever since they’d broken up they’d had this ‘friends with benefits’ thing going. He was sick of it.
He heard the sound of feet coming down the stairs. But they didn’t sound like Mrs. Vic’s feet.
"You guys hear that?" he asked to Brandon, Ron, Robert, Danny, and Quinton. They too were like him. Vampire highbrids.
"Yea…who is that?" Brandon asked his eyes searching the blackness of the living room. They all stood up, and began to walk towards the entrance of the room, staring at the stairs…and all three of their breaths caught.
Electra was walking down the stairs and she looked…she looked…
"Holy shit!" Ron said.
Yea, holy shit was right. She was wearing a skimpy black dress that was tight around her breasts, and then flowed the rest of the way down stopping rationally at mid thigh. She had on bright red pumps, which had thick ribbons that went around her legs and stopped at the soft spot behind her knee. Her hair was done up in a loose design that had pieces of it cascading around her face. And was that a tattoo on her back. Yes, she had a pair of bright blue and green wings on her back.
Oh, yea. Holy shit was right.
"What is it?" Cleo one of Nan’s followers asked.
"Looks like little Miss Sunshine’s going out." Nan said grudgingly. "What is she wearing? Slut." Oh yea, Nan had a grudge. Most likely because her mother had been gushing about Electra to everyone over the last two in a half weeks.
"Where’s she going?" Brandon asked.
"Don’t know, but I want to find out." Ron said licking his canines.
Derrick growled too low in his mouth for everyone to hear except the vampires.
"Ok!" Ron said putting his hands up. As he did Derrick watched Electra slip out the door her dress peaking up around her legs and he caught a glimpse of red.
"Did I just see red?" Brandon asked.
"Holy shit." Ron said again.
Everyone moved out of the living room to go stand in front of the wide glass door to watch Electra’s escape.
In the driveway was a parked bright red Lamborghini, the new version. He watched as Dimitry Marks?—How the hell did she know Dimitry? No one knew Dimitry—got out of the Lamborghini and start jumping up and down hugging Electra with enthusiasm and Electra do the same. Then Electra walked around the car to get in but stopped when a tall form got out of the car. A tall man form.
He hugged Electra his hands on her but and kissed her ardently. Right away she pushed away and shook her finger at him like a school boy who just got caught doing something naughty.
Thank God!
Then they pulled away.
"How the hell does she know Dimitry Marks?" Nan asked jealousy thick in her voice. "I’ve been trying to know Dimitry Marks, I’ve been sucking up to her but does it work…NO!" with that she stormed off all six of her followers in her wake.
"You guys wanna follow?" Robert asked, I got the Porsche today.
"Yea, let’s go." Derrick said walking out of the house, the others following. "Can I drive?" he asked "I think were going to have to follow, and Dimitry’s a crazy driver and out of all of us who do you think is best behind the wheel?"
"You." They all said simultaneously.
Robert handed him the keys and the proceeded to the car.
I’m coming for you Electra. He thought. And you’ll never know what hit you.