e l e v e n : i crave it

I suck on her neck, and it's confirmed: she tastes like cheap liquor and mistakes, indeed, but it could just as easily be a filet mignon.Jonah's just giving me this lustful look while I feed. I don't care.It's like I can never get enough. The eye sensitivity's gone and this hunger that's been knawing at me all day is finally satiated... slightly.I'm using her as a faucet now. I think I've been feeding for about 3 minutes. Jonah starts to look worried."Hey, she's gotta leave here alive, okay?", he insists.I just keep drinking.It's irresistable."Okay, your tab's full", he pats my thigh, "pack it up".I just inch back farther into the couch and keep feeding. First, you want me to be a vampire, then you want me to stop? If I'm gonna be a vicious blood-sucker, I'm gonna do it right.Candy's turning white, and I finally realize that I should stop.I release her from my grip, and as Jonah pulls her a

Huling Na-update : 2020-09-18

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t w e l v e : new beginnings?

I picked out an emerald necklace--instead of a ring. If there's an accessory I have to spend my entire life wearing, it's gonna be my choice.The witch is saying some sequence of spells--enchanting the necklace I guess. I didn't even know witches exist. I didn't think vampires exist? What's next? Gargoyles?Once she's done, a puff of smoke goes up. I guess that means it worked?"Here, enjoy walking in the daylight--heathen", she seethes."I'm not a vampire", I say. This rewards a scowl from Jonah."I-I mean", I stutter, "I was turned by him", I point. Jonah sighs and throws his head back."You're all the same", she spits."How can you help people that you hate?", I ask. I mean it doesn't make sense."Do you think that if it was my choice to be here, I'd be here?", she asks rhetorically.No, sorry.She shakes her shackled wrists, and raises them for m

Huling Na-update : 2020-09-20

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t h i r t e e n : introductions

I exit the steamy shower feeling rejuvenated and... alive.Strangely alive--I mean, I'm technically dead. But I feel more energized than before.I put on a red cami top and some beige cargo shorts. I look like a character from Jumanji or something.I look good though.Do they all eat dinner together? Is this like a family thing they've got going on?Like a wolf pack or something, but with vampires?I've always thought vampires might be loners--who have a thirst for blood.But they seem to be pretty unified. They were humans before being turned.I was human before being turned.I exit the room ready for whatever I encounter in that kitchen.Then I recall that I can't remember where the kitchen is.I only know one person here, so I might as well go ask him. I should have been paying attention during the tour.I knock on Jonah's door, which is convenien

Huling Na-update : 2020-09-20

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f i f t e e n : just like that

"Why are we here?", I ask. We're in Central Park, and it's a beautiful day. Light wind, sunny sky, and a comfortable temperature. However, I don't exactly know what this park has to do with vampirism... and I'm getting a little hungry."You'll need to learn to control your hunger. Or you will lose control of yourself", Jonah says. He's just staring into the space ahead. I wonder what he's thinking--I mean other than vampire training. He seems to have something on his mind. Something's bugging him."How did you know I'm hungry", I rub my stomach. But it's not a stomach thing. It's like mental. Or like a dryness in my tastebuds. It's like a thirst, like blood is my water.He shrugs, "It's like desperation. I can smell it on you".I scoff."And an extreme sense of hunger is common in recently turned vampires", he finishes."You were a recently turned vampire once"."Yeah"."Well... how?", I whisper.He giggles, "It's not a

Huling Na-update : 2020-09-25

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s e v e n t e e n : the 1%

In just 2 short hours, I'm back home--what was home. The garden gnomes and porch decor looks familiar, but it's somehow not the same as before."That'll be," he clicks the meter, "$190," he sighs. Damn, that much for a cab? I might as well have walked the whole way. I definitely don't have that kind of money on me. There's only one solution to this problem, and I hate to use it.I grab him and suddenly I pause, not knowing how the hell to proceed."What are you doing?! Get the fuck off me, lady!""I-I," I let go of him. I take a deep breath, "I can't afford the fare.""That sounds like a problem," I nod, "For you," he reaffirms.I can do this. I can do this.I grab his face once more, "I can't afford the fare. This ride was pro bono. You're going to let me go.""I'm going to let you go," he replies perfunctorily. There's that glassy look and robot voice. I feel horrible for reducing him to that, but it was necessary.I t

Huling Na-update : 2020-10-11

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e i g h t e e n : what is it about bars?

"You know you make literally no noise when you sleep?""Aaah!," I shriek. "What the hell are you doing in here?"I pull the covers up a little. Don't need him seeing my Spongebob pajamas. Wait, he bought them. I'm still adjusting to the weirdness of it all.Based on his dad's behavior, I'm not welcome here. I'm not familiar with anyone else, but I'm sure this crew runs on one opinion. This is like a big family. I have to appear to be in line; no going against the majority.The first step to that is willingly attending Jonah's "lessons" and keeping my head down. However, that does not include surprise visits in the crack ass of dawn.I immediately cover my mouth, "Shit. I forgot about everyone's hyperhearing. That must have sounded like nails on a fucking chalkboard," I whisper.He chuckles, "These walls," he pats behind my head, "are soundproof. What kind of organization would we be if we didn't take these precautions?""Oh," I sigh.

Huling Na-update : 2020-10-23

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Lahat ng Kabanata ng Lost in NYC: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 18

e l e v e n : i crave it

t w e l v e : new beginnings?

t h i r t e e n : introductions

f o u r t e e n : hunger

f i f t e e n : just like that

s i x t e e n : sweat and tears

s e v e n t e e n : the 1%

e i g h t e e n : what is it about bars?