Bloody good time

February 9th 2015


New York City


*Andy's point of view*


My eyes slowly opened, I'm bathed in darkness. My eyesight quickly adjusts to reveal to me that I'm in a room foreign to my tour bus bunk. It's a very elegant room with victorian era style furniture. Curtains are drapped over the large window panes, allowing none of the morning's sunshine into the room.


I rise from the mattress and sit myself up. I feel an immediate throbbing in the side of my neck as if something is burning my flesh from the inside out. I cry out in pain and clamp my hand down on the area in attempt to soothe my ache. I find my whole neck area is wrapped in a gauze bandage for whatever reason.


A small figure enters from the room, momentarily letting in a hall light. It's the woman from last night, Ann. I watch her turn on the light then makes her way over to me. A sympathetic smile runs across her lips as she hands me a glass of water then pulls my hand from my neck and drops two pills into my palm. "This should ease your pain. You're going to have quite an irritating ache in your neck there for a good minute." She speaks soft to me as she removes the bandage from my neck. She seems pleased when she has the full wrap in her hand. "Good. You didn't bruise too bad. It looks more like a hickey than a wound. Take the medication. You don't want that bloody ache forever now do you?"


I begin to remember her strength from the pervious night and decide not to challenge her request so I put both pills into my mouth and wash it down with the provided water. The ache instantaneously disappears. "Ann? What the fuck was in that? The pain is gone."


Ann giggles at my amazement of the medicine. She sits down beside me on the fluffy mattress and begins to explain, "Well, you see Andrew. It's a secret vampire recipe. I'd have to kill you if I told you." She lets out another adorable giggle then flashes her fangs to me, adding a hiss for dramatics.


I could physically feel the color drain from my face, I knew I was paler than Ann's almost snow white complexion. My eyes flow open so wide they felt they'd pop right out my skull. She shakes her head and chuckles at me reaction then somehow sucks them back into her gums. "I had to tell you somehow."


I stare at her, in utter shock. Not really sure how to handle this news she has just delivered to me. Her hand reaches out and touches the side of my neck previously in pain. "I've put a claim on you. You're mine now."


"What the hell do you mean?" I question, even more panicked.


Ann lowers her hand and begins to explain, "I drank from you last night. I controlled your mind to get you let me. And you have the most pure tasting blood I have ever come by. I've made it my mission not to drink from small children from where the blood is similar to yours. I put my claim on you to make it apparent you are mine and only I can drink from you."


"But what if I don't want to be drank from?" I question quietly, mentally calming myself.


"Well, I can take the mark thus making you free game to any of the local vampires and trust me, there's a lot of them who aren't as nice as me and will slaughter you and all your friends," She states ever so matter-of-factly with a smirk knowing she has me beat.


I sigh and accept my defeat, "Fine. I have just one demand." She arches an eyebrow at me, questioning my statement. "I'm in a band and if you want to drink from me you'll have to tour with me." She smiles and immediately agrees to my terms. I return to expression and clap my hands together then stand up, "Fantastic. You have ten minutes to pack cause my bus leaves for the next show in two hours and I'd rather not be left behind."


"Already ahead of you. My bags are in my car," She snickers then sets my phone in my lap. "I talked to your band mates last night. They think I'm some sort of apprentice of yours and we're absolutely delighted to have me come along on tour with you guys." She shines me the most excited smile.



I guess with being a vampire she can't make any friends without the fear of harming them, so now with the chance of befriending my band mates is probably making her really happy. It's really cute how her eyes are lighting up and that smile has to be the most beautiful I've seen a long time. Juliet's smile hasn't been that bright in months. I miss waking up to my happy wife but now it's just a dead stare and false smile. I miss loving her as much as I did. I miss her being truthful when she told me she loved me.

Ann pulls me out of my loathing over my dying marriage by tossing a pile of clothing at me. "I hope you like Ralph Lauren." I look at what was given to me and she had given me a full suit plus a large overcoat. She notices my amazement. Why does she have a two thousand dollar suit on hand? "I'm the richest girls in the world. I just don't advertise it. That suit is literally pocket change." She's so cocky about her wealth.


"Keep me around and all your money problems will be gone cause no amount of money can equal the worth of your blood." She leans down to me and kisses my forehead then ruffles my hair. "For a mortal, you're really cute. Now get dressed." She pecks my forehead again then skips off into what I assume is her walk in closet.


I'm not blushing. What is this blushing you speak of? I have no idea what blushing is. Is that some sort of sport?


I listen to her command and change into the dark suit then slip the thick overcoat over my arms and torso. It's surprisingly comfortable. How much does this thing cost? I notice the tag still attached to the sleeve. Four thousand dollars!? Holy shit! She can afford to buy and just give these to people!?


Ann is basically my undead sugarmama and instead of fucking her for money, I'm letting her feed from me. I think that's pretty fucking cool.


Ann comes out from her closet changed into an adorable dress, accessorizing a pair of cat eye sunglasses. She stuffs her wallet and a small white box into her purse then grabs her keys off her nightstand. "Alright, love. Let's get going. I want to grab an early lunch."


"Also, we need to set up a schedule of feedings," I comment as we walk to the car. I cant help but gasp in all awe considering her car is the exact copy of the bat mobile.


"Batman fan, I see?" Ann asks with a smirk as she unlocks the car doors then questions what I mean by a schedule. We begin the drive to whatever restaurant she was taking me to in THE BAT MOBILE!


"What I mean is: I can't be weak and dizzy cause I just got fed from on stage. I still have at least another month of shows to do. We need a designated time and place to when you can feed."


"Not necessarily," Ann replies taking a quick glance from the road to me. "I drank too much from you last night that I'm pretty sure you almost died. I gave you another secret mixture of mine. It immediately replaces all blood lost. I do get what you mean though. We do need to hide what we're doing from your friends."


She turns into an Arby's drive through. I can't help but give her a confused expression. I honestly thought she was going to drag me somewhere upscale and expensive. She looks back to me from the menu and chuckles a little, "Just because I'm richer than Bill Gates doesn't mean I eat fancy food all the time. I love Arby's. What do you want to eat?"


I have never seen a girl order so much food. I feel like a child with my order compared to her's. She ordered at least four sandwiches, two large fries, and an extra large soda. "Don't eat like that in front of CC or Ashley." I comment taking a sip from my soda.


"Why is that?" She asked with a mouthful of fries.


"You're already crazy beautiful with an English accent which makes you even more attractive. Then add the fact you like to eat that much that makes you a one hundred out of ten to those guys. And they're both persistent as hell." I explain to her tossing a few more of the curly fries into my mouth.



Ann smirks and pulls up behind the bus. I see Juliet outside with a cigarette in hand, looking quite distressed. Is she actually concerned about me? I did kinda go missing for a few hours. She doesn't smoke unless she's very stressed out. Maybe she actually did worry about me for once instead of tossing me aside.


Ann and I exit the Batmobile and the hopes that Juliet would be relieved to see me not hurt was quickly thrown out the window when I was greeted with a hard slap with her ring hand.


"Where the fuck were you?!" Juliet asks completely enraged. "You think cause you're some famous rockstar that you can just dissappear like that?! How fucking dare you?! I don't know who you think you are but you can't fucking do that!" She turns to Ann who's innocently sipping on her oversized soda, adorably holding it with both of her small hands. "Who's this?" She inquires softer, she doesn't direct her anger on anyone else but me so aren't I lucky? Queue the sarcasm.


Ann removed her lips from her straw and gives Juliet the most heart warming smile she could muster up. Juliet practically melted, she got a big smile on her face and tossed the cigarette aside. "I'm Ann. Andy's apprentice. He's teaching me how to manage touring and helping me extend the warranty of my vocals."


Juliet squeals out of excitement and gives Ann a big squeeze. "I'm so glad to have another girl on this tour with me! I was getting kinda sick of the whole sausage fest I was dealing with. I'm Juliet Simms. Andy's wife. I'm also a singer and very talented at that. We could practice together. Maybe even a little duet." Juliet is fucking gushing over Ann right now and I can tell Ann is loving the friendship opportunity.


Juliet skips back into the bus to alert the others of Ann's presence but she gave me a little peck on the cheek before going which made me light up like a Christmas tree. She hasn't done that in weeks. She just gives me these half hugs.


I immediately pull Ann aside and angrily whisper. "What the fuck did you do to my wife? She's actually pleasant."


Ann thumps my forehead and rolls her eyes. "I didn't do anything." She mumbles back. "I don't control my charm. It's a vampire thing. It kinda just happens with the same sex. It's fucking weird and a lot of the times it attracts freaks."


I sigh and swat the front of her hair back from her face, "You are such a little shit."


Ann giggles then taps my nose, "Boop. I know I am but you'll learn to love it. Now please load my stuff onto the bus. I only have five bags. It should last me the weekend. I packed all my grungy things to fit in so don't worry." She pets the top of my head and scurries inside the bus.


I don't think I'll ever get used to that girl and her ways.

Notes

So this is either too spaced or spaced just right. I don't know cause my phone likes to act like a dirty dish rag but new chapter whoo hoo