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He gulps, instinctively shifting away as if my female cooties are contagious. Hell, for all I know, they might be. There’s a reason us girls bleed out of our vaginas: to warn away monsters. Show them how badass and deadly we can be. Oh, your cock shoots out cum. How quaint. My pussy? Yeah. We have blood, motherfuckers.
“Does that happen every time you feed?” he asks, tone unreadable. An intense orgasm? Lust permeating the air like a smoke bomb? I fucking wish.
“I’m Vanessa. And you must be Violet.” Oh shit, she’s talking to me. Say something normal, Violet. For the love of Dracula, say something fucking normal. “I gave your brother an orgasm,” I blurt.
“Yeah, I thought you got some sort of pass because you were supplying the teacher with drugs,” the wind adds. That shall be Vin’s new name. He doesn’t deserve any other title.
Now, keep in mind, I’m still wearing my skirt, so my dick-taker clad only in pink panties is on display for the entire world to see. Well, entire school to see. I’m not too dramatic.
There’s something about a man and an accent that causes me to want to give birth.
Silence. I kind of wish crickets would start chirping to add to the badassness of this moment. Note to self: buy crickets.
This freeloading bitch won’t need her own room. Nope, not me. I’ll be perfectly content to hop from one room to another like a mythical tooth fairy collecting orgasms instead of teeth.
On a scale of one-to-live, I’ll be a negative twenty. I’ll probably kill someone else with me.
I’m not going to lie. A lot of things confuse me. Walking, for one. Basic conversation. How some people can eat like a pig and not gain weight. But this? I don’t even want to know what the fuck is going on. At the same time, I really, really do.
After this mission is over, I will gift her more chocolates to help combat the Great Period. She will no longer fight it alone.
I’m not sure I’m even capable of speech anymore. I stare at Frankie like he’d just suggested we go moon some nuns. Mate? Me? Him? Fuck. Is it too late to pretend I don’t speak English?
