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+ 1	Vampira 15
+ 3	~Vampira 14
+ 2	Vampira ~13~
+ 2	Vampira ~12~
+ 3	Vampira~11~
+ 3	Vampira~10~
+ 5	Vampira part 9~*~
+ 4	Vampira part 8~*~
+ 5	Vampira part 7
+ 3	Differences part 2
+ 2	Differences
+ 1	Forgotten Memories
+ 4	Vampira part6
+ 4	Vampira part 5
+ 3	Vampira part 4
+ 3	Vampira part 3
+ 3	Vampira part 2
+ 3	Vampira
+ 5	Lea

‘What are you doing to yourself? She doesn’t probably want to see you now?’‘Don’t tell me what you think she wants. I know what she wants.’ It was a complete pause before he continued. His voice was low and raspy. He cleared his throat and threw away the empty bag that sat out on the table. He was about to speak but Alimra beat him to the punch.‘Vick, listen to me, she just finally found her emotions. Do you want to see her and mess it all up? If she sees you, she might forget and what just happen not to long ago will happen again?’Vick looked around as Alimra stood in front of the bathroom door. She held her dark hair in a low ponytail and a bag filled with red blood in her hands. Her red dress fell around her feet as she started to make her way towards Vick as he laid himself on the bed.She ripped the bag opened with her teeth and placed it on his mouth. For a few seconds she had to fight with him because he kept spiting the blood back out but then he stopped as he felt his wounds close.‘Alimra, I’m going to see her no matter what you say. I love her. She makes me happy and she probably would make my heart beat if it wasn’t dead.’Alimra’s mouth dropped as Vick had finished. She closed it shut then replied.‘I thought that I was the woman that made your heart beat. You told me I was. You told me the night we made love; I was the woman for you. What you just thought to take that back when I died?'Vick sat up on his elbows as she had said that. He then placed his hands in his lap and shook his head.'I did love you but you never filled my soul or made my blood turn hot when I was with you. I'm sorry that I'm hurting your feelings but-'Alimra place her hand on his mouth and shook her head,' don’t try to explain to me. Its fine I understand. You go see her and bring her back here. We have not much long before your mother starts blowing up our minds again'Vick nodded his head and watched as Alimra walked away. He wasn't sure because he was still kind of hungry but he was so certain that a small black tear rolled down Alimra's eye''I woke up in the middle of the night and noticed my girl wasn't by my side, coulda sworn I was dreamin, for her I was feenin, so I hadda take a little ride, back tracking ova these few years, tryna firgure out wat I do to make it go bad, cuz'I ran my blue color pencil over the picture as I started to color. Then quickly I grabbed another color and ran it over the picture as I had done the first one.I groaned as I placed the color pencil down and looked at my artwork.The blue had been all over the paper and worse the dark red was mixing with the yellow making it a darker orange."Damn it," I whispered as memories ran through out my mind as I remembered that I was sitting up in bed, drawing and coloring.Since my dad had been busy downstairs on whatever he was throwing, I decided to draw something and color with my eyes since I was a vampire and I did want to try it out.And from how my picture looked. I needed a lot of practice.I did briefly go downstairs to get some snacks for myself (even though I didn’t need them), but after I had them I also remember how two boys were watching me. With their ‘bed lust’ eyes and pucker up lips and tight ass pants.I easily just rolled my eyes and turned my head at them. They turned around and started chatting up with some other people while I walked right back up stairs in the dark. For my eyes started to become better, but not much better.If I couldn’t simply color with my night vision, what else was I gonna color with? I wasn’t gonna use any kind of light because of the simple fact that I was vampire.A vampire with excellent night vision, cool dark colored eyes, sensitive hear, and speed. I was the dark sexy vampire that everyone wanted as a pet or at least in his or her presence.I knew that I couldn’t look in the mirror or even be in any more pictures because I wouldn’t show up in them, but from how the two boys from yesterday night looked at me. I knew to my head to my pale toes I was different. Looked freaking different from what I looked like… before the whole vampire thing happen. I balled up my drawing and threw it away. Couldn’t stand, didn’t want to look at it anymore. Didn’t want to get myself worked over a dumb painting I knew I would draw again just to replace the very thing I was trying to forget. I sat on my bed and watched the colors that had covered my walls. At first, it was just white, with nothing on the whites but smalls specks. Now it laid in blacks and reds.I glanced over the posters, pictures, and rested my eyes on a blue banner that said ‘alis volat propris’.I read it aloud and wondered what that meant. I was sure it was Latin but didn’t know what it meant. Damn! I wish I knew Latin right about now. For all I know it could have been calling me bitch or asshole or cocksucker.“Can I come in?”I turned my head quickly towards the door. The voice sounded so familiar, but just couldn’t put my finger on it.“Yes” I replied dryly.Some part of me expected it to be Josh, but it wasn’t. I knew in the back of my head that it could have not been him. Alimra killed him, sucked him dry, and dragged him out of there. I was there, my dad, and Vick.I felt tears trying to leave my eyes but it wasn’t gonna rain tonight. Vick is dead. I have to remind myself that, but some part of me didn’t want to forget.I watched as the door slowly opened. I felt a familiar scent waft into my nose.However, that was impossible. She couldn’t be here. She said she would come and get me. But, why now? After all theses years finally coming to get me. After her lover beat me nearly to death, or how he broke, my arms in two places when I was eleven or even how he used to douse my drink with dirt and bugs and made me drink it.As all those memories came back to me, I got madder and madder.She stood in the doorway. Her brown hair tied at the top of her head but some long lengths fell on her chest. Her black blouses tighten at her breast as they pushed up. Her blue demin skirt passed her knees by two inches.I tighten my nose as she stood in the doorway, as her scent wafted around the room and into my nose.“What are you doing, Jackie?”She smiled as I said her name with anger,“Liza, my dear, how are you?”I rolled my eyes then the weirdest thing happened.I felt a small tear run down my left cheek as I sat on my bed and my mom stood in my doorway. 

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