Vampen Venesa chp: 1

Acceptance

I strolled my way down the dark shadowed infested hallway, gliding my fingers along the smooth chipped painted banister. A door sat in front of me. Old, wrinkled with cracks, the smooth yellow paint worn away by the many decades. I placed my hand on the cold steel doorknob. My heart started to race with the excitement and fear that would be coming my way. I opened the door slowly, and unsure, I led my self in. A man. No a teen sat in front of me on a gold, well fake gold chair. His black red streaked hair drooped down in front of his face. Eyes ice blue, and merciless, with thick dark black eyeliner. He had black fingernail polish on his nails, and a Egyptian sign ring that meant “never ending life” wrapped around his index finger. His skin was pale, as if he had been forced to stay in a basement and with no lights for his whole life. His pants were black and leather, with long boots that had to have at least 10 buckles, and 40 shoe lace wholes. He also had a worn out band t-shirt on, his muscled arms gave the shirt a nice fit. I walked toward him as he pointed to the chair next to him.

I was a bit frightened, but a mirror sitting aside by me reminded me that I was not as much different. I examined myself looking at the mirror, my eyes, pale green, my raccoon covered eyeliner made my eyes look bigger, and me look deader. My skin pale as well, but paler from the baby powder I placed on my face, my bright blood red lipstick made my teeth look whiter and more noticeable. My hair flipped in a messy bun, with my bangs, and some hair from the back of my head drooping down around my face and neck. My size 6 gages plopped in my ears, and my industrial bar sitting on the edge of my ear with soft rubber as the safety holder. My nails pattered with red and black nail polish, and my bracelets piled high on my wrists. I look like a slut! I thought to myself as I looked at my corset making my breast look bigger and perkier, then to top that off I had fishnet stockings, and a plaid skirt on, with the edition of my long leather boots that only had 5 buckles, and 30 lace wholes.

I finally took my seat next to him and smiled. “What’s your name?” he asked me. My eyes widened, His voice was so beautiful, as though it were the first time I had ever heard a bell ring. “Venesa.” I stammered in a giggly unsure way. He giggled a little too at my foolish little shyness. “Well I am Robby, and it’s a pleasure to meet you Ms.Venesa.” his voice sang to me when he said my name. “oh, um, uh. Please just call me Venesa. It is also a pleasure to meet you Robby.” I smiled and tried my best to relax. He looked at me as though I had offended him. “It’s master Robby, that is if your going to join us.” he corrected me. “oh, my bad Master Robby.”

He could tell that I was weak, and very shy by just hearing me speak. His eyes scrolled up and down checking out my body. “Well then, lets have a look see at your fangs.” I plopped my mouth open and thought Good thing I sharpened them today! He seemed very pleased by them, in fact he wouldn’t stop complementing me on them. “so, you want to be a vampire?” he asked me, I looked at him like he was stupid. “Of course I do! I always wanted to be one! I am one as far as your concerned! I just don’t have a group to be in.” I looked at him like a puppy who was expecting to be yelled at. He laughed at me, “well then, arn’t you a trooper. But what is a vampire without a clan?” he grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

He pulled out a razor and moved some of my bracelets off my wrist and placed it to my skin. “Will you except to be one of my followers, and join the clan of the undead?” he asked almost as if he were a priest bringing a couple into holy matrimony. “I do.” I said with out any signs of hesitation. Then he slit down my wrist, then slit down his. “Then lets us drink from each others souls, so we may become one.” he said in a smooth coming voice. I nodded, and put my lips to the seeping blood trailing down his arm, as I did I could feel his lips up on my wrist, I could also feel his fangs scrapping my skin as he tried so forcefully to suck the blood out.

I looked at him in amazement. “So, are there other clan members who are with you?” I asked excited to meet new friends, and fellow followers. “Yet of course” he smiled. “You will meet them soon.” He looked at me, his eyes checking me out again, scrolling up and down, and paused for a couple of seconds when he got to my breast. He smiled even bigger, “You will be an excellent peace to our clan, a very excellent peace indeed.” I stared at him, I was a little frighten I presume. I wasn’t really able to tell, since one part of me was so drawn to him, and the other was weirded out by him.

He walked out of the room, and I followed behind. He slowed down so that me and him would be walking next to each other. We were going down stairs. We walked down the steps that I was deeply afraid of falling in on. The whole place was so old. Then we walked through a couple of rooms, until we stopped at a door. He opened the door bravely, something that I would have never done, I would have just left the door alone and passed it up. It was another stairway I could see that there was something glowing down at the bottom of the stone steps. Robby looked at me and grabbed my shoulder, pulling me closer to his side. “Now you will meet your comrades.” He smiled at me.

I held to his side like a frighten kitten. What if they don’t like me? Will I fit in? Will they just use me? All these thoughts kept flying through my head. I gripped Robbie’s old band T-shirt tighter. He looked down at me with an amused but worried face. “It will be ok. . . “ he began to say “ These guys have been excluded from many people, they’re just like you. They want friends, they want blood, and they want something to believe in.” He made me feel a little conferrable, but not conferrable enough to have me let go of his shirt.

We began to walk down the cement stairs. The walls were stone and had many cobwebs and spider webs hanging on the sides, and corners. The light grew closer, and I started to feel sick. The thoughts kept coming back to my mind. I felt a little dizzy so I hooked to Robbie’s shirt even tighter. He gave me a reassuring pat on my shoulder.

I felt like I was a child again. Just like when my parents were having such a huge party with many adults, and high class teenagers. I was the youngest at the time. I think I was 5, or 6. Even then I never felt excepted in. My parents wanted me to be on my best behavior, they wanted to try and impress a few of the adults they had not seen for some time. I was scared that I would screw up my manners, or say something wrong. When I think back to it, I think I may had seemed like a robot, I did all the manners, all the right words, and I didn’t even stammer. It was like I had been doing stuff like that for years.

As we reached the last step, I took a deep breath, and exhaled. We turned around the concrete wall to see a group of people sitting on a couch, smoking, reading, talking, laughing, and playing games. “Hello my friends!” Robby said. They all looked up first at Robby, then all there eyes were looking straight at me. “This is Venesa. She’s one of our new members.” he explained. A few of the people grinned at me, some just stared with a blank faces, observing me.

A chipper girl with cherry red hair, and a ruffled up black and white dress came up to me. “Hello!” she greeted. “My name is Mel’Rose, but you can just call me Rosy. If you need any help or need to talk to anyone, I wouldn’t mind if you came to ask me” I smiled. Was this acceptance? “Why thank you” I said and I put my hand out for a welcoming handshake.

Mel’Rose looked at me confused, and then realized what I was expecting her to do. She quickly grabbed my hand and began to shake. Her nails were long and well taken car of. She had just as many bracelets as I did, and had rings scrolling up and down each finger. After she shook my hand a couple of times, she then grabbed me and pulled me in to give a hug. “Welcome new friend” she said in a whispery kind of voice as she released me from her straight jacket hug.

Friend? I thought. I actually had a friend? My body just tickled at the word. I was so happy that I just decided that they were all someone who I had knew for most of my life. I ran over and talked to each one of them. They were so kind, and they understood me. I noticed Robby was watching me. He had such a big smile. I assumed that he was happy for me. “So then?” Benji started. “Are we going to share souls so that you may be one with all of us?” though he was talking to me he was looking at Robby waiting for an answer. I examined Benji in his long big chained parachute pants, and his System Of a Down hoodie. His hair was a thick dark brown color, and his eyes were a plain brown.

“Of course we are. She wont be able to be one of us if she doesn’t share her soul.” Robby said. I looked at him with a little grin. Every one cut there arms, and then Robby did the pleasure of cutting mine with the same razor he had used on me before. We each had each others blood. I hoped to dear god that none of them had any type of diseases, that would just wreck my day, and I didn’t want anything to ruin this moment. Since for the first time in my life. . . I was accepted by a part of society.

　When I walked home that night, I wasn’t alone. I had Andrew, Mike, Robby, Mel’Rose, Becca, Lisa, and Benji. Although my mind was riddled with questions I was happy , and I didn’t care, and I didn’t ask why they accepted me, or what they thought of me, I just wanted to believe that I belonged.

As I walked to my door step I gave a goodbye jester with my hand. They all were so loud, laughing and waving and saying there goodbyes. I knew mother would be mad if she heard them making all that ruckus, but she was at work, and it was all good. I went inside. Did the normal routine. Walk in, set my stuff down, go to the counter to see if there was a note left for me to read, check the answering machine, cook, do my home work, then get a shower and go to sleep.

As I slept, my dream was so very vivid. It had me in a black laced dress, lined with purple ruffles. Mel’Rose had a striped shirt that cut off at the shoulders, with a black chained mini skirt and high stalking. Robby sat next to me holding my arm pressing me into his chest. His sent was simply delightful. I could hear Benji and Mike in the background arguing on what and who was better, The X-box, or Nintendo? Epica, or sufokate? I giggled as I tucked my self in tighter into his chest. As I did so, he puffed into feathers and disappeared. I looked around trying to find him, but I didn’t see him anywhere. I grabbed Mel’Roses arm yelling “We have to find him! We have to find him!” I looked back at her. Her face was sad and she drew a tear, and combusted into flower peddles. Mike and Benji were gone too, and soon this happy dream turned into my fears and my life. I was alone, back to my old state of mind that I had lost many years ago. Huddled in a corner crying to myself, and thinking of suicide. I grabbed a gun, put it to my head and then… Then I woke up. Confused I was, but I knew I’d never go back down that path, EVER again.

The next day I told Robby and Mel’Rose about my dream. Robby said it was just from all the excitement and an anxiety of being alone. Mel’Rose grinned at me, and Robby just tutored my raveled mind. “Don’t worry.” Mel’Rose said in a reassuring voice. “You’ll never be alone, we’ll always be here for you.” Robby just stared at me. I kept looking at him to see if he had stopped or not, but every time I looked he was still staring. It kind of Creped me out, but I just decided to believe that he was lost in thought. Mel’Rose looked at Robby then smiled, “Well I guess I’ll see you two later, I got to go work on my home work, big exam tomorrow, don’t want to fail.” She turned then walked away, still smiling.

I looked at Robby, and he was still staring. “Well, I guess I should get going too.” I unsurely said. “So, in your dream you were hugging me?” he asked. “Uh, yeah?” he smiled. His eyes scrolled up and down at my body, he smiled and looked so happy. It made me just want to leave. I didn’t feel to safe being with him alone. “Come and sit next to me.” he said. I didn’t want to, but what if I disobeyed and I couldn’t be friends with any of them anymore? So I slowly walked over, stiff as a board I tried to sit down. He looked at me, and I looked back, staring into his eyes. They were so hypnotic. “I know what else that dream meant.” he whispered, making me feel even more freaked out. He came closer to me, grabbing my arm so I couldn’t pull away. “It’s also saying that you like me.” as my eyes grew wider his grin grew higher.

As I sat there, stunned and completely frozen, he forced a kiss on me. Slowly he had me fall to the floor. I was lost in my mind. Please let this just be a bad dream! As he sat on top of me, slowly unbuttoning my blows, I realized, that this was real. “GET OFF OF ME!” I yelled. He didn’t listen, he kept going, kissing my chest, slowly making his way down to my waist. “GET OFF!” I yelled again, I felt his hands unbuttoning my pants. I grabbed the closest object and started whaling it at him, trying to force him off. “GET OFF!” I kept screaming with every blow I hit.

His eyes darted at me, angry and pissed, and mindless. He was clouded with desire I could tell. I kept hitting him with the object, figuring it was working. Then he grabbed my arm, twisted it, until I let go of the object, and smacked me across the face. I couldn’t help but to draw a tear. “Stop it! GET OFF ME!!” I cried over and over again. He never listened.

About 40 minutes later, that felt like an eternity in hell, it was over. He was satisfied, and I was shaken. He got up, walked to the door, and when he was just about to leave, he looked at me. “Now your officially one of my minions.” I stared at him, confused, and also scared. As he walked out, I could see Mel’Rose waiting outside the door grinning. They both walked away, laughing and talking. I felt repulsed and mistreated. But he did say I was officially one of his minions now.