Vampire Lust_(1)

It was cold out and I was just sitting there waiting for the bus for school. I was a freshman, only 15. I had stayed back a year. I wish I lived closer to the school so I didn’t have to go on that bus and see those assholes. I say those assholes because I don’t know their names. It’s just a gang of guys that bother me on the bus. Pulling my hair, asking me things like, “do I suck dick?” and such.

I hated the bus. As I shivered there at the bus stop I thought about skipping today and going to the bowling alley like last week. I looked down the road up and down and then back at my mom’s house.

“Fuck it!” I exclaimed. I walked away from the bus stop and went down the road towards town. Maybe I could just hang out at the bowling alley for the day. I knew that some of the other kids who skipped usually hung out there.

I entered the bowling alley. My light brown hair was covered with a pink beanie. The snow was frosting on the top of my head. I pulled my hat off and dusted the snow off. I walked to an empty booth near the food. I scanned the bowling alley. Mostly old bowlers. I kept looking watching one guy throw a strike.

Then, something caught my eye. A guy was sitting all alone near the arcade. He was so hot. He had long dark hair on his shoulders. It was styled and layered. I had this feeling that he was gay. Well if he is I can still look I thought. I turned around in my booth like a little kid and watched him. He was so sexy. His jaw was strong and he had full lips and a straight little nose but his eyes were the most amazing part. They were like blue pools of water and long dark lashes.

I felt my cheeks turn red as he brought a class of beer to his lips and another part of me was turned on too. I was just staring wondering what he could look like naked when his eyes shifted and he looked back at me. Our eyes locked. I shivered; his stare was intense. I swallowed my saliva. Something was wrong with this how old is he like 20? 25? I have to get out of here I thought. I grabbed my hat and pulled it on and ran out the door. When I got outside I breathed heavily. My hands on my pink stocking clad knees. The hairs on my neck stood up. I looked back and there he was; all hot and scary. Watching me. A smile tugged on his full lips.

“Who you running from?” I stood up straight and turned to watch him walk up to me. I bit my lip. He was tall and towered over me.

“No one I just…um…it was stuffy in there,” I mustered thinking quickly.

“You wouldn’t be afraid of me now would you?” He leaned in closer. His body nearly touching mine. I felt his body heat and then one of his arms grabbed both of my wrists in one of his large hands. I was helpless. I tried to scream but his other hand was over my mouth in a flash. I screamed and cried out into his hand; struggling for freedom. He pulled me towards a parked car and pushed me into the passenger seat. I kicked at him and scratched at the door trying to get it open but it was locked.