Being a vampire

If. I'm a vampire and if I could not use my skills to save a woman from certain frostbite, I would chain me up tomorrow against a wall and die of thirst can be so !

"Good, you call the police and keep me informed. I'm going to look for the woman. ”

“ Isles! Isles, no. Wait. ”Again he held my upper arm, but this time the pressure around it was stronger and more urgent. “You cannot go out alone. You don't know what mental state the woman is in. ”

Mental state? Well, yes, if you voluntarily went for a stroll outside naked, you couldn't have all the cups in the cupboard. "I know. But if I just leave her outside to die, then I'll have to live with it and blame you for it. ”

Njal looked at me, shaken. Yes, it was probably a little too harsh, he just worried. Unfortunately, to the wrong person, because I could take care of myself, whether he believed it or not. “Don't worry, I'll take care of myself. I've always managed by myself so far. ”I tried to comfort him, but it only seemed to make things worse.

Now I was finally allowed to turn away completely and hurried into the kitchen to get my coat. As soon as I had wrapped myself up and had the hood on, I was walking through the back exit, which was also Njal's entrance to his apartment, when I heard my name again.

“Isles! Wait a minute. ”Annoyed, I turned to Njal, who was walking behind me with a scarf. Right. I had never bought a scarf afterwards. Actually, I almost had a phobia of scarves, because mine was hanging over the neck of my murderer, who was also my creator. "Please put on your scarf. It's really very cold today. ”

Actually, I wanted to say no. I should even say no, because my entire body stiffened against the idea of coming so close to a scarf again. A scarf that was supposed to be a protection from the cold. A protection against the dangerous teeth of a monster. Still, I stopped, frozen, and waited for Njal to undo the top button of my jacket and wrap the scarf around my neck. Carefully, so that it lay protectively around my neck, he pulled it tight and closed the jacket, which was now a little too tight around my chest, again.

"Forgive me if you thought I wasn't taking you seriously." He admitted and straightened my hood. “But it's important to me that nothing happens to you, okay? You mean a lot to me, I couldn't stand it if something happened to you. ”

Mean ... him? What? Did he mean his words seriously? Did he see more in me than just a friend, or cash help? I hadn't been aware of that before. Was that why he hired me? Hoping to get closer to me

I felt maddened and turned away. “I don't need your pity. I have more important things to do! ”My words were almost a growl, which luckily he didn't notice. At least I really hoped so.

- - - - -

Trudging through the snow and at the same time happy that I had swapped my half-boots for really solid ones, I disappeared around the corner to look for traces of the woman. Unfortunately, the stormy wind had already blown the snow away a little so that nothing could be seen except my own steps. Damn crap!

On the outside wall I looked for traces, maybe a hair, or some blood, because this woman couldn't possibly have come down the angular wall unharmed. The only thing I found was fur. Probably from a cat that tried to get in when it might have tipped over. Sighing, I let go of the unsuccessful search for clues and walked at a leisurely jogging pace through the ankle-high snow. In search of footprints, or an unconscious body, I looked behind garbage cans and circled snow-covered cars. It had to be somewhere. In her condition, she couldn't possibly have come very far.

I systematically searched the dark, snow-covered streets, circled every car and looked behind every container, every wall, and speculated on the fences to find a sign. Unsuccessful. I just couldn't find it. Not even footprints, but what normal person was walking around in a storm at three o'clock in the morning?

The wind lashed ice cold around my exposed face, while my legs slowly found it harder and harder to wait through the rising snow. My blood circulation in my legs slowly seemed to no longer want to go along with the tormenting around here and my throat craving for my liquid, red drug. Sighing, I gave up. Maybe I missed her, or ... someone else found her?

As if on cue, I felt a vibration on my hip. Shivering, I unzipped my jacket pocket and put my cell phone to my ear. “Njal?”

“Isles? Where are you? The police were just here, come back. ”

“ Have you found them yet? ”

There was a short silence. "No." He admitted. “But they said it was too cold for you to look for her. If it's really true that she's wandering around outside, you won't find her that way. They are now using dogs and have their tracks through the clothing they have worn. Please come back. ”

A nagging sting in my throat, Njal agreed to instructions. Damn cold. "I'm going home, I need a hot bath." I said instead. “If the police need anything, give them my number and address. I like to answer questions. ”

“ Okay, but ... ”

“ Njal! ”I interrupted him. "I go home. Good night. ”As in the past, most of the guests were probably gone. He managed the rest by himself, if not he should put it on my bill. At least now I didn't have the nerve to worry about a bloody bar when something inside of me was hotter than hell burned.

Thirst for blood had its pitfalls. He came suddenly and asked for immediate breastfeeding. Because of the woman, I had wasted a lot of energy on the cold, as my body could not keep itself warm and my limbs quickly became stiff. So as soon as my thirst for blood hit, I have to stop it so as not to experience a kind of "food cravings" in every person.

With quick steps, I ran down the street to my house and locked myself in it. In the basement, I got a bottle of blood and put it in the microwave while I took a hot bath.

When I got back it was already warmed up and I took it into the bathtub while I snuggled into the foamy warmth. Yes, being a vampire also had major disadvantages. If you got cold you had to act quickly, otherwise you wanted the sweet body heat of fresh blood straight from a vein. At first it was difficult for me to find a real symbiosis between myself, as a human being, and my vampiric desires. Today at least it wasn't a problem anymore.

The sudden ringing of my doorbell made me wince, startled. Was that the police? At this time?