A Vampire Among Angels (The Vampire from Hell Part 2) by Ally Thomas

Author:Ally Thomas [Thomas, Ally]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Smashwords
Published: 2011-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Blood Delirium

Through the haze of blood delirium, I heard the front door to Blick’s home open and close. The sound of distant footsteps grew near. Instinctually I released my fangs from Michael’s neck and jumped off the couch. Michael didn’t move.

Blick and a man wearing a tan Italian suit -who I assumed was J- stormed into the living room.

“Where’s your computer?” the man asked. We’ve had another report of an outbrea…”

Both stopped in their tracks when they saw me standing there partially nude in just my gray nylon jogging jacket, splattered in blood. Michael’s blood.

“What’s going on here?” Blick yelled, rushing past me.

“She’s sucked him dry! Get him to the bedroom now!” the man exclaimed.

Blick picked Michael up, threw him over his shoulders, and followed the man to the bedroom.

I rushed to the terrace to snag a sweatshirt and pants. Returning to the living room, I busied myself with cleaning the crime of the scene. He can’t die, I repeated to myself over and over.

The voice inside my head reassured me, “The angel can’t die, silly. He said so. Chill out.”

“I knew my Ray was a vampire!”

I cursed under my breath when I heard Death’s familiar voice.

“What are you doing here?!” I exclaimed.

“Just in case,” he replied. He paused and didn’t say anything else.

A puzzled look crossed my face.

“Hey, you wanna swing into the kitchen and give me a quickie? I don’t mind sloppy seconds. You look so sexy all splattered in blood! Having sex with an angel. Shame on you!” He winked at me as a devilish gleam came into his eyes.

“I’m in no mood for your vulgarity!” Then the realization of his presence settled in on me. “Oh no, no, no. Michael won’t die. You can’t have him!” I yelled, giving him a slap across his arm.

***

Death silently watched me as I placed a few blankets over the couch. I didn’t want to see the blood splatters on the brown leather anymore. For the time being, it was the most cleaning I could do. I collapsed on the couch, feeling defeated.

Finally Blick and the man joined us in the living room. I glanced up at the man with hopeful eyes.

He ignored me.

“Death, thank you for showing up so promptly. I do apologize for the inconvenience. I’ll take care of the matter from here,” the man said.

“Yes, Sir. Thank you. I’ll be on my way.” With that, Death vanished into a puff of black smoke.

The man shook his head. “I’ll need to talk with him about his exit.”

Trying to find a way to lighten the mood in the room and confirm, from an earlier conversation with Death, that the man before me was J, I said, “No use of the color black, correct, Sir?” I realized we were past formal introductions.

Casually amused, the man chuckled. “Yes, it’s so ominous. I told him he needs to work on his product presentation.” He removed his Armani suit jacket and tossed it on the couch. I noticed a Bluetooth headset stuck to his left ear.

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