Harvey been stalking her Karla months. He had figured out that she went to sleep ten minutes before dawn every morning, she took her trash out to her bins between nine and ten and shopped at the local store down the road. This routine never changed.
But what Harvey didn't mention was that Karla was a vampire.
She fed somewhere around midnight every night, but he couldn't figure out where she went to do it. He tried to follow her, but the minute she left the house next to his he could seem to keep track of her movements. It was like she vanished into thin air.
Maybe she did, he thought as he peered out his bedroom window. He was stood with the lights off and a pair of binoculars pinned to his eye balls. He was waiting for her to return, which usually occurs at around four in the morning, just in time for the sun to start coming up.
"Gotcha," he smiled and glanced at the clock. It was quarter past four. "A little late tonight?"
Karla stumbled down the road, something was different tonight. She looked beaten up and bruised, and her tight white top was splattered with flecks of red. She fumbled for her keys in her pocket then made her way into the house. She took one last look around before shutting the door behind her.
A few lights came on, one in the living room downstairs, the other on the upstairs landing. She shut her curtains most nights but tonight they were wide open. Something was definitely wrong.
He watched her climb her stairs and head into the bedroom. She sat on the bed with her back to him, then without warning lifted her top up and tossed it across the floor. She stood up and slid her trousers down over her hips to her ankles and kicked them off.
Harvey swallowed hard. She was gorgeous, for a vampire. Her hair was long and ashen colour, her skin was marble white and her figure was so tight and toned she would give any man a raging hard on. Even her perfect white breasts just hung there as if suspended in mid air with perfect pink nipples attached to the ends of them. But that was how they sucked you in, the beauty of them. And before you knew it, your impaled on a pair of fangs.
He shook his head, clearing it of any thought of her then pressed the binoculars back to his eyes. Karla had disappeared into the shower. He let out a sigh then moved away from the window. A sharp wooden stake sat on his bedside table. Was tonight the night?
He had been contemplating for weeks about whether to sneak into her house or not and stake her through the heart. That would solve a lot of problems. Even the government had been telling people just to kill the. If they are suspected of being one of them.
Karla was one of them, he was sure of it. All he had to do was drive it through her heart and he would be a hero. Luckily nobody had any incling of who or what she was. He would get there first, it was decided.
He climbed in bed and flicked the television on. It was just a waiting game now. He would wait until she was asleep in the day, sneak in and stake her straight through the chest.
***
Morning came and went. Harvey was sitting in his living room, watching the house across the road. He twirled the stake in his hand, contemplating everything that could go wrong. What if he woke her? What if she wasn't what he knew her to be? What if he couldn't go through with it?
He shook his head and stood up. It was now or never. He had to stop thinking like it was human because she wasn't. She was a cold blooded murderer and she needed to be exterminated.
He opened the door to his house and stepped outside. A quick hop over the garden fence and he was in her backyard. Nobody noticed. The house was deadly silent and looked empty, when really he knew she was sleeping. Daylight would kill them just as much as a stake through the heart if they were caught out in it, that's what the world had been led to believe anyway.
The back side window was locked. It creaked as he tugged against it. He tried the backdoor handle, she couldn't possibly have left it open. Could she?
The handle clicked down and the door creaked open revealing the darkend house inside. A wave of cold air floated outside sending a shiver down his spine.
"Jackpot," he whispered to himself and took a step inside. Once he crossed the threshold he pulled the stake out from inside his jacket. Where would she be? The bedroom?
He passed through a neatly laid out living room with a huge television on the far wall and mDe his way up the stairs. Harvey's heart thumped hard in his chest as he ascended the stairs to the second floor. He couldn't believe he was about to do this, but it had to be done.
The first room was empty, completely empty. The second was the bathroom and the room at the far end of the hall had its door almost closed over save for a tiny crack of darkness. It creaked when he gently pushed it open to reveal the master bedroom.
A four poster bed sat in the middle of the room. As Harvey moved further inside the door behind him clicked shut on its own.
Karla lay in the center of the bed with her arms.crossed over her chest and her ash coloured hair fanned out around her. She had got dressed into a black lacy corset and thong. Bit of an odd choice of clothing for sleeping alone, he thought S he crept up beside her.
With the stake raised high over his head he shook as he got ready to slam it down into her chest, that's when a cold fingers hand gripped his throat, and another hand grabbed the wood from his grip and tossed it across the room.
Hatvey stared down at Karla who was twisted and snarling in anger. She easily lifted him off the floor with one hand around his throat and stood up to stare straight into his eyes.
"You stupid human, did you think you could stake me so easily?" Her voice hissed at him causing his blood to run cold.
Harvey couldn't speak, her grip was so tight on him that he was starting to get a light headed.
"Your choking," she said with a grin. "What a shame."
She held her grip for a few seconds more then released him. Harvey toppled to the floor coughing and spluttering.
"Now," she said and began to pace up and down the room. "What to do with you?"
Harvey made a break for the door. He stumbled over his legs and nearly made it when karla seemingly telelported across the room to block his path.
"Leaving so soon?" She said. "You should know it's not polite to leave a lady without a goodbye kiss!"
"Let me go," harvey began to plead. "I wont tell anyone."
"Of course you won't tell anyone," she stepped towards him causing Harvey to recoil as if protecting himself from an impending blow to the head. "Because you are never leaving this room, not alive anyway."
Harvey shook his head. "Just let me leave. I've told people I'm here, they will come looking."
Karla let out a loud laugh and spread her mouth wide. A long set of fangs popped from her gums and she snarled at him.
"You have told nobody you're here," she hissed. "I have been watching you Harvey. I know what you do at night, I know you've seen me in the windows. Is it murder you came here for, or is it sex?"
