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

That was how I became a vampire. Ivan, the stupid bastard, lured me into his trap like I was a deer or something. He didn't even kill me either. He sucked half the blood out of my body, and he threw me in the woods naked. He left me their to die...You can't get much more low than that. I was forced to run away from everything. I felt horrible leaving my parents like that. They were pretty much my only friends. It makes me cry to think about the pain that I- or Ivan put them through. I wish he would have just kill me so I didn't feel this way anymore. But, oh well. I'm just going to have to go through eternity living my life a huge, fat, lie.

So, now i'm sitting on a greyhound bus on its way to New York City (dont even ask how I got the money and the clothes). But It's as far away I can get from the small town of Overbrook, Iowa so I dont have to deal with the risk of seeing someone I know, I mean i'm supposed to be missing, right? But I'm Pennyless, I have no clothes, and no place to stay so I have no clue what my sitiuation will be when I get there. I hope I dont have to live on the streets or something. Plus, I'm only 16. So i'm going to have to find a way to get a fake I.D so I can actully do something with out a parent. And on top of all that. I'M FUCKING THIRSTY! A vampire has needs to. So I have no clue what i'm going to do about that problem. I just need to have some self contral so I dont end up killing everyone on this bus. I'll probably just target some low-life druggie with no morals. I mean they were going to die anyway.

I sat back in my seat, peering out my window. It was around midnight and it was my 3rd day on this god forsaken bus. Still a week left. Whoop-de-do! not. The bus is just so fricken gross. The people look like bums, i'm getting freaky looks from these phedifiles and it smells. I shivered in disgust. I just want out. I sighed quietly and shut my eyes... i'm not sure why because I couldent sleep anyway beacuse... well you know. But I still needed to at least look like I was sleeping so I would look some-what normal. Then, a few minuets later, this guy distrupts my "sleep":

"Im sorry, Ma'am" he said in a weak, tired voice. "But is that alright if I sat next to you... their are no oth-"

"Yeah, sure, whatever." I said without opening my eyes.

"Thanks." he replied dully.

I opend my eyes to see a tall, skinny, guy around 18 or 19 sitting in the seat in front of me. He has bright green eyes and has flippy auburn hair. He is actully really hot. I could have fun with this. I thought with a mischievous snaking across my face.

"Hayden." I said holding out my hand

"Um.. Ethan." He said while staring into my eyes.

"So, Ethan. Tell me what brings you on this bus." Still keeping his stare.

"I'm moving to New York." He replied looking away.

"Ah.. same here." I said giving a phoney laugh. He joined my false in with my false laughter.

"And may I ask what brings you to New York?" He replied flirtaciously.

"I'm moving as far away from my parents as I possibley can." I said feeling a little bad.

"Runaway?"

"Not exactly. I'm 18." I lied.

"Ah. Smart." He said with a smirk. "I'm 20, and my dad wants me to go to collage. But I refused. So he kicked me out of his house. And a friend of mine said I could stay with him."

"Harsh." I said "At leat your dad cares about you." guilt was starting to wash over me again. I new my dad cared about me, but I didn't want to sound stupid.

"Well, I think i'm going to hit the hay. I'm like super tired." He told my while laying his head on the other seat.

"Hit the hay?" I replied laughing "Do people even say that anymore?"

"Well, I guess they do." he said while closing his eyes.

I could tell that me and Ethan were going to be pretty good friends...