No Rest For The Damned

My heart is frozen over with coal black ice. No feelings, for they too are frozen inside my heart. People think that being a vampire is cool until you realize that your gonna be alone. Your friends and family all die and you, well your left alone, to slowly rot in an ageless body. That is how I feel; I am a vampire and I'm very much alone; I've been sleeping for what feels like hours but may very well be years, maybe even centuries.

I easily threw my coffin lid off as I rose from my coffin opening my light blue eyes, which have been closed for so long; stretching, my long, messy, untrimmed blue hair fell at my sides as my sharp pointed nails cut out the pony tail holder that kept it up, I stood from my coffin in spandex leggings with a black Victorian style vest on top of a ruffled blouse, with a leather jacket over those. I never wore shoes, I hated them.

My fangs ached which sent my pale hand to my mouth, I hadn't fed in quite a while so brushing my hair I jumped out my window into the night and ran approaching my first victim.

My victim was a teenage boy, he looked maybe 16-17 years old, the fear in his Grey eyes made me freeze up, I couldn't do it, he reminded me so much of my teenage son. His facial features even looked the same. I sat beside him gasping to get rid of my blood thirst. Eventually it went away; Once my mind was clear I caught scent of a disease in the boys blood "your dying" he nodded to me slowly. I gripped his hair and tilted it back, slowly I bit into him and began to drink feeling his nails dug into my skin as I drank, I knew this was a lot of pain, but for some reason I just couldn't let him die! I needed him to live! I failed my son and couldn't save him so I had to help this boy.

When enough blood dripped into his mouth I pulled my arm away and felt his heart abnormal beating as my blood attacked it, when he wanted to scream I covered his mouth with my hand and held him, almost wanting to cry, this confused me. I never cared, I never valued human life so why do I value his…?

When the change was done I looked at him, his eyes were a much brighter grey and his smile was so beautiful. He hugged me tightly and I hugged back, his smell was of almost cherry blossoms, his hair was now a bright shiny blonde and his skin, flawless and perfect. He was beautiful.

I felt his thirst and stood helping him stand "There that woman, bite her but never drink the last drop it'll draw you in" he nodded and talked to the woman, casually seducing her into the alley where he then bit her and drank as told. When finished I clapped and from there on I knew, I had a new son. One that wouldn't leave me. I was no longer alone.