Leaving the house is to easy. Isn't it pitiful? No one ever knows where I am till they need me to something for them. Tanya is waiting for me though, so we can go to a blood party hosted by the Deniours.
I sneak out as usual and alter my appearance in a not easily seen spot. Running along I head towards the Deniours. I'll meet Tanya half way there.
Its funny how life changes. I remember when I first met Tanya. I was essentially the leader of a group of nerds in middle school. Everyone that was apart of the group was due to my acceptance.
Until one day. It was close to my birthday back then. A month, almost two, away. One of my closest friends, Tanaira, brought two new people to the table. My first instinct? Who is this bitch? Fuck off.
Tanaira introduced them to us and sat Tanya next to me and the other girl on the other side of Tanaira. I wasn't pleased. poking fun at the new girls in a passive aggressive manner.
When my birthday came around, I invited all my people and Tanya to a slumber party. The only ones who were allowed to go and that showed up were Tanaira, until midnight for some dumb reason, and Tanya. In fact, Tanya stayed the weekend.
Funny thing is, my first impression of her was her first impression of me. We actually bonded over a traumatic thing that occured to both of us, as well as when I saw the ghost next to her. He was kinda like her guardian angel. Except he's a damn shameless pervert.
Anyhow, I walked up to Tanya, Karinyo is her Night name, and glomped her. She was expecting it and easily supported us both and kept us from falling.
"Good, you made it. Let's go!" Karinyo said, grinning so much her fangs were visible. At night, Karinyo is black haired, like me. Her eyes are a delicately sparkling blue- until she's angry. Then they are blood red.
"Yes, lets go make them piss themselves." I grinned back. Our outfits are sexy and revealing like b movie vampire chicks. All black and her with chains, me with laces, though.
We stride through the Deniours' doors and people pause. When Karinyo takes a glass of bubbly blood, a champagne and blood fusion, and gulps it down people begin to resume their merriment.
I find myself a glass of cherry flavoured Brandy blood. Mmm.. its so good and the burn of the alcohol just right. Helps ease the fatigue and stess of Day.
I smell fresh blood in a back room. A blood bitch is being bled while vampires took sips of them and use them for their pleasure. We don't partake. Though, if a blood bitch is unwilling we have rescued them. Its unlawful to force them or have blood slaves after all. Council laws.
The lights give off a red hue. The music is thumping. Karinyo and I join the people who are dancing. We forget about the crappy Days we endure... for now.
A friend of ours approaches with his buddy. "Sam, Daniel!" I exclaim, happy to see them.
"Hey Baby." Sam says in his easy drawl. His voice was made to be heard. The perfect pitch I'd say.
Daniel smiles at us. He's quieter. That's ok cause they qre usually together. So Sam can talk and Daniel can brood.
Sam is my ideal man, I think. Black hair with a slight curl and gorgeous blue eyes. Athletic and toned body. Tall. Daniel isn't lacking either. Daniel is dark brunette with green-ish eyes and the sexiest lips ever. He's slightly more muscled than Sam, but he's tan. The sun kisses him well...
Calm down hormones. Phew! Sam mentions a different party that is underway. Karinyo and I are interested so we go.
This one is hosted by the Sauril's kid. It doesn't have blood infused alcohol, but it does have better music, hard rock, and it has more energy.
Almost immediately we're being hit on. Aside from flirting we ignore them.
Karinyo gets grabbed and spun to face someone else. It's a pasty dork of a vampire that oozes the 'rich kid' vibe. He grabs her butt and pulls her close.
She ain't happy with it. Her knee connects with his groin and down he goes, yelling out for someone to teach her better. The contender? A muscle bound idiot.
He's stepping up towards her, I'm getting ready to watch a show. However, someone else is approaching her back. I attack the fool immediately. Daniel and Sam join in with their own attacks and Karinyo is beating the ever loving daylights out of Mr. Brawn-No-Brain. Who dares to whimper for her to stop.
Laughing, Karinyo and I pound person after person who decide to teach us 'whiddle giwlies' a lesson. We're enjoying being on the dishing out side. Consequence free, as long as we don't kill them.
Once those who weren't participating gave us space and the ones who fought back were taken down, we leave. Looking for more mischief to be had.
There's always something fun to do at Night after all.
We considered going to a vamp club. Deciding to veto that, we just explore some wooded zones. We find a lovely creek and decide to play in the water. I shift to wolf, puppy, form and dodge into the brush. I'm hunting Daniel.
Daniel is watching Sam swimming and Karinyo dipping her feet in the water. I don't blame him. She's a great sight to see, Day or Night.
I sneak along soundlessly until i'm a couple of feet from Daniel, then I launch myself at him. He catches me easily and plops me in his lap to tickle my sides.
Dammit I hate being tickled. Why do I have to be ticklish in this form, too? I'm laughing and my paws are flailing as I try to get away.
Karinyo saves me. Only so she can torture me as well.
"Sam! Save me!" I cry out.
Sam looks over, sees whats happening, "Nope," is his decision.
"Traitor!" I yowl like if I'm a spited cat. Karinyo is laughing like a mad woman.
Deciding I had enough, she releases me. "Brute," I whimper, "you big meanie." I sulk and turn my back to them.
Really, I'm plotting revenge. They know it, too. Soon we're chatting about all kinds of things. One topic we never get into? Day. We don't say who we are in Day, what our lives are like or anything like that. We don't want to. And no one needs to know.
Much to soon its time to return home. The Night passed so quickly today. We're disappointed, but we say our goodbyes and head towards our seperate homes.
As soon as I change to my human appearance and slip back into the house and to bed my sister, Emily, rouses.
"Arialla?" She mumbles.
I hesitate. ".. Yes, Emily?"
"I..... I had a bad dream." She says.
I get out of bed and join her in hers, cuddling her. "What about?"
It turned out to be a dream about when her puppy had drowned in the pool we used to have before we moved. It'd been a rainy day. We'd forgotten to close the gate of the pool area, not that that mattered, the garage doors were open as well and attached to the fenced in pool area.
We had gone somewhere with a friend. By the time we got back the sun was out again. I was changing clothes in my room, something I regret to this day, when my sister, 9 at the time, screamed.
It was a chilling, blood curdling scream of pain. Absolute agony.
"Emily!" my mother and I yelled at the same time. Mom sprinted outside faster than anything. I struggled with a shirt and shorts while trying to go outside, too.
"Stay there!" My mom yelled at me. I froze at the back door. She sent my bawling sister to me. I took her inside. The only words I could hear, was a strangled "Lady's dead."
I started bawling, too. It was my fault, I'm sure. That the pool gate was left open. And my fault Emily found her puppy floating, lifeless, in the pool.
Emily and I refused to swim in the pool after that. My parents ended up replacing it.
I'm calming Emily down now, remembering that terrible day. I can't imagine how she felt. I felt bad enough. The funeral we had for her was pitiful. We'd wrapped her in a cloth, then in plastic and dug her a grave. Marking it with a portion of log. We added flowers to it even.
Poor Emily, to still be traumatized over it. Lady was such a sweet baby. Lively and loving. Smart, too. Unlike her brother Buster....
When Emily finally went back to sleep after much tears. I slowly went to sleep as well. I'm tired, after all. I didnt even wake up when Emily got up later.
At noon, since its now Saturday, I awake. Initially groggy, I roll put of Emily's bed. Walking out to the kitchen I'm surprised everyones up. I ask if they ate, they hadn't of course. So I make breakfast for lunch. Bacon and eggs. Toast for me, grits for Emily and mom.
I also make more tea, cause the pitcher is empty and on the counter. I usually spend the weekend outside. Avoiding family as much as possible.
Emily suggests we go to a park. Its just two blocks away, through some ghettos. I don't like the idea, but when Mom says we can go I decide it'll be fine as long as I have my knife. I go to our room and change out of my pjs and into jeans and a t-shirt. I select my sharpest pocket knife and put it in my front pocket. Forgoing my usual jacket. No one will notice the cuts on my wrists anyways.