Chapter 12: What did I just witness?

He pulled away from her and I knew that any minute now he was going to convince her to go outside with the ploy of her being the one for him. It happened every night like clockwork and not anyone was none the wiser. At least the other girls didn’t throw themselves all over him like she was.

Without thinking I muttered, “Whore.”

My eyes widened realizing what I had just said and instantly I regretted it. This was so not me. What was wrong with me today? This girl was giving off a different vibe than the others. His other victims just by looking at them, you could see the other girls were just caught up in the moment. They were feeding off every word he spewed in their direction. It never failed that they always gave in to him within minutes and walked hand and hand outside where he feasted in private.

Even though I should have been desensitized to this it wasn’t getting any easier. I could feel everything that every one of them felt from beginning to end. Their excitement, their fear, and then lastly their pain. Most didn’t know if they would live through the night and I had no answer for them.

The only one that knew their fate of the night would be him and that fate was only in his hands. Was that the thing that felt all wrong about her? I stared at her as he took her by the hand, but nothing was radiating from her. She was almost like an empty slate. I don’t think I have felt any emotions from her all night. The only evidence I had of this theory was based on all of her behavior tonight.

Once outside he led her to the same spot below the broken alley light. Without hesitation, she leaned against the wall voluntarily and began fluttering her eyes up at him. Her hands were behind her back and I could tell by the huge grin on his face he was loving that he had her practically eating out the palm of his hand. Quintin began to lean in at an excruciatingly slow pace.

There was one thing I noticed in his behavior with Willow compared to the other girls. It seemed that he was more violent with Willow. It was rough enough to knock them out, but he didn’t bother playing with them. Most of the time it was straight to the point. He pushed her roughly against the wall and she yelped out in excitement. Apparently, this girl didn’t sense that Quintin here was dangerous. Either that or she liked it and the situation was some sort of fantasy of hers. It could be. She beamed up at him and motioned him once again to come closer.

At that moment I felt a shift in the air and then something strange happened. Blue tilted her head to the right as she exposed her neck to him.

“Does she know that he’s a vampire?” my brows furrowed as the whisper escaped my lips.

He smiled down at her neck and went in for the bite. I don't know what is happening right now, but I am very perturbed at what I am seeing. As he began drinking her blood her loud gasps of pleasure escaped her lips. She was really into it as she began hiking her leg up against the wall behind her and pulled his body closer against her. What was happening right now? Did I miss something? Was she one of those girls that I was reading up on the fang banger groupies that do just about anything when it comes to vampires? From the looks of it that would explain so much.

As if he was full, he took a few steps back, wiping his lips as she followed closely beside him. His head fell back as he looked to the sky in triumph and I watched as she placed her hand on his chest and pushed him back to the wall where she was just leaning and out of nowhere, they started kissing. It was not your everyday kiss it was one filled with passion and lust.

There was so much blood on both sides of his lips but that didn’t stop blue as she kissed him back even harder. I didn’t think it could get any weirder but she started to lick his face in the most disgusting way possible. Why was she doing that? Also, why was he letting her do that? Blue began leaving a trail as she made her way down to his neck and then the bitch bit him. Not like someone that was playfully biting their boyfriend or girlfriend. She bit him and drew blood. That explained so much! She was a freaky vampire too! What the hell? Isn’t this some sort of vampire on vampire crime here? Besides, what's the point in exchanging each other's blood? They aren’t gaining anything in return.

I had to look away from them for a moment. It was really disgusting to sit there and witness.

Once she was done, I heard them finally begin to talk as she broke the silence, “So I heard this is your new spot. Is this where you have been getting them from?”

Finding their conversation strange my eyes glanced at them with confusion. I could see that they were both now lounging against the wall away from each other. She was having a smoke as they were talking, and Quintin was again looking up to the sky with his leg lifted against the wall. Quintin didn’t answer. 

A moment later he turned toward her and gave a quick nod of his head in response. It was always hot and cold with this guy. I couldn’t understand it. A moment ago, they were making out. Now they are talking like it was just another business transaction among friends.

“Did you ever find out what happened to the girl you told me about?” Blue asked.

He sighed looking a little annoyed but still responded, “Yes, Layla. She’s still there. I’m waiting to deal with it.”

I could see that he was getting more and more agitated as the conversation went on. Who was this other vampire to him? How was he planning on dealing with Willow? Blue took one long drag of the cigarette and flicked the cigarette against the wall across from them.

As the cigarette sparked against the wall she stood straight back up and began facing him once again, “Once you find her bring her to me, I’ll take care of this one. She knows too much, and we can’t have her slip through your fingers again. There is just too much risk if she tells others about us. That's an order, Quintin,” Blue commanded.

Not even waiting for him to respond to her she turned away from him and whispered, “It was a pleasure as always.” And then was gone right before my eyes.

It was almost like I was seeing in fast forward for a moment. His hands dropped to his sides in what looked like defeat and he closed his eyes once again. You could tell just by looking at him that he was now 100 times more stressed than once the night started, and it somehow made him look that much younger. I found my astral form walking towards him in trance automatically.

After 3 steps I found myself face first on the ground as I screamed, “Oh crap!”

There were two things that happened at that very moment. One there was a drunk couple stumbling out of the back-service door of the bar. Secondly, Alec looked at me. It was brief but when I screamed, he turned toward me. I know this sounds crazy and the likelihood of him looking at me and not the couple behind me were slim. But before I was able to confirm my suspicion he was gone just like Blue before him. I stood there in the alley looking after him as the couple began moaning behind me. What did I just witness?