He Left Me their to Die.... a Vampire Storie [01]

His screams of agony filled the walls of my ears. The restraint he attempted against me felt like a tap. This weak, helpless man was mine. The blood was flowing slowly down his neck. His bitter sweet blood gave me the high I was searching for, my thirst was fulfilled. No remorse did I feel for my first victim.

I remember that horrible, beautiful, fulfilling day of highschool like It happened the day before today. It was the clearest of all my mortal memories. I'm not sure why, but I guess he made such an impact on my young, 16 year old self. That I didn't even realize it.
Well, I guess your wondering who 'he' is. Well, his name was Ivan. Ivan was like no guy I had ever seen before. He was perfectly fit, perfectly beautiful, and perfectly smart. His hair was wonderfully black and he had flawless pale skin to compliment it. His smile made people melt. Even teachers, seemed to be mesmerized by him. So I guess you can see how easy it is to fall deeply in love with someone like that.
I can still remember walking into math class that morning and his thirsty gaze he made at me when I walked toward my seat. I almost fell over in excitement. Even though I sat in front of him, I could very well fell him watching me the whole hour of algebra. So badly I wanted to let my teenage hormones take over and to just run up and kiss him. To hold him a claim him mine. And I didn't even know him yet. It was very unlike me. I was more of the 'he will never like me so why even bother' type of person. I was the extremely shy kid of girl. My social life was pretty much non existent. I didn't have any friends, I wasn't in sports, and I wasn't really attractive. I was of average height.And according to my doctors, 'I'm WAY to thin for my 5 ft 6 self.' I had, and still have: very long, wavy, red hair and flawed pale skin [unlike Ivan]. I guess I was just your normal, stupid, 16 year old girl.
I'm not sure why I fell so hard for Ivan. It was like a strange, twisted, beautiful disease that you wanted to catch. But I remember when one day he met me at my locker. I was in such shock I couldn't make out words for the first few seconds. It went kind of like this:
"What's your name?" he asked me curiously.
"Umm... umm... Hayden...." said stuttering with every word.
"What a gorgeous name." he said with a soft voice "mine is Ivan, incase you wanted to know."
"Uh... ok. Ummm....-" Ianswerd looking down at my feet.
"So, would you like to hang out this weekend. Hayden?" He asked with his beautiful smile making way across his face.
"Umm... sure... tha- that would be great." I said stupidly.
"Wonderful." he said about ready to leave "i'll pick you up at 8:00 tomorrow."
I stood their in my place speechless. Ivan had just asked me out. And I just made myself sound like the dumbest person on the face of the planet. I was nervous and excited at the same time. I had never been on a date before. How does one act on these dates. I didn't know at all.
I went home that night to find a good outfit for tomorrow. But I wasn't what you called a 'fashionista'... or anything near it. I just stuck to my plain t-shirt and jeans. Thats all I needed to make myself happy. I stood in front of my closet felling uninspired. Nothing I owned screamed 'wear me on a date'. I sighed and plopped myself on my bed. He is going to think I'm a loser I thought to myself over and over again. It was just so weird. I never felt this way about a guy before. Or... anything like it. Ivan possessed my thoughts for the two weeks I've know him. It was just so bizarre. I laid their for a few moments thinking about him yet again. Then I finally dozed off. Dreaming of tomorrow night.

But little did I know tomorrow would change my 'life'.