Their relationship was intense. She guessed that was to be expected, dating a vampire. The problem was, her lover was getting more and more volatile. When they fought, his fangs came out to play, so close to piercing her skin and stopping her heart. No-one knew she was living in fear.
She kept a stake in the house and hoped she’d never have to use it but she liked the security.
One night, things got heated and she grabbed the stake. As he bared his fangs, she drove it into his heart, but it was too late. He’d already bitten. Now he was gone and she was a vampire. Distraught, she plunged the stake into her own chest. ‘Never data a vampire,’ she thought as she slipped away.
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