Evan…Tuesday…
I am going nuts right now.
The moment Chartreuse stepped into the portal, her scent became the only thing I could perceive and I realized that I shouldn't have let her in.
I purposely didn't let her in because she was all I could think about. What the hell was wrong with me?
I drank Daphne's blood and yet Chartreuse is making me feel like this.
Speaking of Daphne, she began acting wierd since this afternoon when I bit her. She kept winking at me whenever our eyes met and I wondered why she was acting that way.
Nevertheless, I told Jinx to leave the moment I felt my blood lust rise to its peak. I struggled to control it and bared the pain during the cutting of he cake.
I decided to drink Bloody Mary cocktail instead. It looked like blood so I could at least get my mind off my cravings.
"Hey Evan." I felt Sheridan place her arm on my shoulder. She reeked of alcohol. I was surprised. Sheridan never drinks this much except she is down in spirit. What could have left her so down on her birthday?
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing. I am just hoping on something but that isn't why I am here. I want you to come play truth and dare with me and a little group I managed to form." She let out a twitching smile.
"You're not happy, Sherry." I noted.
"I am totally fine, Evan. Just come." She said, pulling me with her.
I just accepted since Sheridan wasn't ready to let me go. If only she knew the internal battle I was fighting at the moment.
To my worse luck, I sat beside Daphne without knowing it. The girl didn't say anything but the smirk playing on her lips told me she knew of my internal struggle.
We were about to start when Sheridan pulled another person in.
Chartreuse.
My blood lust intensified with new energy and I could feel my vines resuming it's growth around my body. This growing of vines had made me stick to thick hoodies. I couldn't let anyone know what I was.
After a warning call from Sheridan, Chartreuse finally agreed and Sheridan just pushed her to sit beside me. My body froze. I slowly looked at the girl sitting beside me.
I was done for.
All I could imagine was myself…drinking her blood…while having sex with her….
Ah!!! I better get rid of that thought.
Chartreuse must have felt my perpetual gaze on her and she turned to glare at me.
"You have something to say?" She asked, almost yelling.
"You look delicious." I blurted out and when I realized it, I started regretting.
Chartreuse's eyes widened till I could almost not see her irises.
"What did you…?"
"I am sorry about that. I meant to say you look beautiful."
What did I just say now?
I really hated this girl. I really did. Since when did I start liking her? And most of all since when did I start seeing females as beautiful? Did I switch souls with someone obliviously by mistake?
Chartreuse just looked away from me as Sheridan started playing the game.
"You need sleep." She muttered.
I guess I did.
"If you need blood, I am here anytime." Daphne whispered into my ear but I ignored her.
The game went on and I was starting to believe this game was just meant to hook people up.
Why on earth would they dare someone to lap dance on another person?
It became my turn and Sheridan was the one to dare.
"I dare you to kiss…" her eyes moved around and stopped on her friend "Chartreuse. Kiss her."
I frowned; "I am…"
"That doesn't matter here, Evan. Just do it."
"I rather drink the vodka." I said and picking up a glass of it and drinking it without a second thought.
"Ugh, Evan!" Sheridan groaned and sighed before turning the bottle again.
The bottle landed on Daphne and she was supposed to dare a girl.
"Cut your wrist and let blood flow out." She said sharply and everyone most especially myself looked at her like she just rose up from the dead.
What was this girl doing?
The girl seemed to hesitate but she eventually used her nails to cut her wrist. I had to excuse myself while she was at it.
"Where are you going?" Sheridan asked "Is the blood affecting you?" She asked.
"No. I wasn't to use the bathroom. I will be back." I replied and stepped out to the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it. I took off my Hoodie and hung it somewhere. The vines were wrapping around my body, my fangs and nails were elongating. I looked at my self in the mirror and saw how pale I looked. My eyes were orange too.
"Blood." I said hoarsely. I desperately needed fresh blood.
I bit into my wrist and drank my blood. It wasn't helping.
A soft knock made me release my wrist.
"Open up, Evan."
Was that Daphne?
I opened the door and pulled the female in without thinking.
"Evan…"
I bit into her nape and began drinking. I could feel the darkness bubbling inside me. It was creeping through my veins making my mind foggy. I grabbed the female by her hair, adding more force.
"What is…wrong with…you? Let go of me…" the female said but I didn't stop. Whoever she was, her blood was sweeter than sugar. The darkness enveloped my senses and I could feel it taking over my aura.
"Evan…" her voice was getting distant but I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. I just wanted more. I wanted her….
Wait…
The only female I have ever wanted like this is Chartreuse. Could it be…
I pulled away and looked down at the female I just fed from. It was indeed Chartreuse.
Why did she come here? Wasn't it supposed to be Daphne?
She looked so pale and weak and I realized she was losing consciousness.
"Chartreuse." I called out to her.
"You are…not ordinary…" she muttered. I ignored her words and bit into my wrist and placed it close to her lips "Drink my blood, please, Chartreuse." I said. I realized I sounded very much like Daphne. Was she always this desperate to help me or it was something else?
She slowly opened her mouth and drank my blood. Her eyes changed color and her skin slowly turned black. I mean, pitch black.
I was shocked.
Did Chartreuse undergo a change like I did?
Her hair turned white also and her eyes turned blue.
"Chartreuse." I whispered.