Dark tales of a lady vampire: Pain and relief

The pain…

And the relief.

Pain when your body is hungry. Pain when you need food. Pain when you know your urge. Pain when you try to convince yourself it is not hunger.

And then, you go, you look, you hunt and you find.. You find your prey, you find the one. Its blood beats through its heart and you know. And the pain becomes stronger, the urge gets more urgent and you want to eat…

But you have learned you have to wait. There are people. There are eyes. And you must be a shadow. You must be invisible. You should not exist. You are a monster and the ones who are meant to see you are also meant to die.

So, you walk slowly, you follow, you keep the trace. You have found it. It is perfect. And you follow. And you wait. Even when you are sure you hear your heart beating and your heart has been long dead. But the call of the blood is strong and you feel alive… for a while.

Finally, a dark alley comes. The prey has become careless. It is a good night. Sometimes, your perfect prey is so perfect and intelligent and it eludes you. You have lost your entire night and you have to leave, hungry, tired and, most of all, disappointed. But not tonight, tonight is the night. You will have it, you will have its blood.

And relief comes. Relief when you walk silently behind it. Relief when you hold its shoulders. Relief when it does not scream. Relief when you see its eyes filled with panic. Relief when you tear its skin apart.

Relief and excitement…

And the blood comes. Blessed blood. Your lips are covered with blood. Your tongue tastes the blood. Your throat leads the blood. Metallic taste that fills you. It fills your hunger, it fills your soul.

And there is more. You feel the beating heart. So violent. You feel how the heart loses strength. It fights but it will give up… eventually…

And eventually everything is gone. Pain, hunger, relief and excitement is gone. You are full and you are empty, all at the same time.

You must take your leave and you leave. Should I take another life? No, it is pointless. Without hunger, instincts are gone…

And you leave waiting, hoping, wanting the next time the urge comes… Pain and relief will come… eventually…