The Lost Girls:
Three female teen vampires search for blood. While the story is about the three teens, it primarily centers on Chloe and her reluctance as a vampire.
My inspiration comes primarily from the film and TV series; "What We Do in The Shadows."
All characters in the story are eighteen years of age and older.
THE MALL:
Najae woke first as the last rays of sunlight faded behind the hills. She was going shopping as soon as the others were up to several clothing stores at the King of Prussia Mall. She preferred J. Crew, Banana Republic, and Hollister to name a few. Her wardrobe needed updating and while she liked the styles, the sales help was attractive and mouthwatering.
Chloe was up next and stretched her body as she yawned.
"Do we have ta go Naj?"
"Why don't you want to go?"
"I'm kinda hungry and..."
"What better place than the mall to ah...get something to "eat"?"
Chloe was the most reluctant vampire of the group. She didn't enjoy feeding and only did it out of necessity.
"Ok...but the last time, I was drinking from this hot guy, and somebody walked in on us...ruined the night for me. I was gonna ask him to the movies when he woke up..."
"The next time, lock the door!"
Emily walked into the room holding a book.
"What's all the commotion, Naj?"
"Chloe, as usual."
Emily put her arm around Chloe's shoulders.
"What's wrong? Why so sad?"
"Usually, the only sales help I get is from girls. I prefer guys. I don't like feeding from girls."
"Look, I'll make sure you get a guy to help you, ok?"
"Ok, if you say so..."
"I say so..."
Each girl's conversion had conformed to their personality when they were human.
Najae was caring, outgoing, intelligent, and beautiful. As a human she'd been the daughter of a white mother and black father which gave her a gleaming café au lait skin color. Her lithe, sleek physique was extraordinary, and she had very little trouble attracting partners of either sex. She didn't have a mean bone in her body, and it was the same for her undead personality. Her preference for both sexes gave her ample opportunity to find blood. Unofficially, she was the leader of their small group because of her fair-minded attitude. If she would have remained a human, she'd most likely have been a lawyer, championing fairness causes for the ACLU or similar organization. Chloe and Emily looked to her for guidance and she gave it impartially. She had no favorites. On the very rare occasion that she took a human life, it was justified.
Chloe wouldn't hurt a flea as a human, and she found feeding very difficult. In the fifty plus years as a vampire, she had not taken one human life. Usually, she didn't drink enough and was partially hungry on many occasions. She was generally classified as an air head but was far from it. Her demeanor was considerate, loving, sweet and gentle. Her moniker of "most reluctant vampire" fit her to a T. However, to complicate her undead existence, she exclusively fed from young men and was solely attracted to them. She could best be described as a hetero sexual vampire if that term had any relevance. However, her shimmering blonde hair, lush full-figured body (think a svelte Marilyn Monroe) with large breasts and glittering blue eyes appealed more toward women. Of the three, her teeth while extremely sharp, were smaller and not as obvious. Even in the brightest lighting conditions she could almost pass as a living person. One of the giveaways was her very pale, translucent skin tone or pallor.
Emily was the brainiac of the group and a lesbian. She strictly preferred females for feeding. Of the three, her conversion to vampire was identical to her characteristics as a human being. She was gifted with high intelligence, wit, and dry sense of humor. A book lover, she always had one with her and took night courses at the numerous universities in the Philadelphia area. While she might have been classified as attractive, conversion enhanced her features to one of beauty. Her Irish/Scottish heritage left her with long black glossy hair, glistening green fiery eyes, willowy lean body with large breasts, much like the actress Jolene Blaylock, and alabaster white skin color. The least likely of the three to pass for human, her teeth were long, pointy, and the eye teeth needle sharp. Like the others, she abhorred taking a human life.
In fact, all three were empathetic to human causes and respected human life. Only when threatened or cornered would they willing take a life. But their vampire sensibilities generally alerted them well before any trouble started.
Each took the time to look her best. Surprisingly they used make-up, bought tasteful clothes, and did their level best to blend in. The mirror myth, that vampire's cast no reflection was just that, a myth.
"Come on Chloe, get in the car."
"Why can't we take the bus, Naj?"
"Because it'll take too long. We want to get there before they close."
"Let Emily drive..."
"She doesn't have a driver's license, and if we get stopped by the police..."
"Come on Chloe...get in...I'll sit in the back with you..."
"Oh, ok."
"Why are you so grumpy?"
"I'm hungry..."
"When you feed, you never take enough, why?"
"I don't want to hurt them; I'll feel horrible if I hurt them..."
"I'll stay in the room with you when you feed, ok?"
"Ok."
Chloe stared out the window at the passing houses. Emily had her arm around her shoulders and gave her a reassuring squeeze. Poor Chloe, she never wanted her undead existence, and it was a burden. The hunger for blood and finding fresh prey was a problem because she only wanted young men.
As the teen vampires walked to their destination, they kept to the shadows but once they were in the brightly lit store, remaining inconspicuous was a challenge. Luckily for Chloe, a handsome young salesman approached her.
"Can I help you find something?'
Chloe immediately appraised him and smiled.
"Yes, I'm looking for a new outfit to wear to a Harry Styles concert..."
As they were looking through a rack of garments, she entranced him and with Emily's help, guided him to a vacant fitting room. He was on the bench seat looking blankly at the wall. Chloe knelt and took him in her arms.
"Wow, Em...he smells delicious...he might be a virgin..." she said hopefully.
She opened his collar and brought her lips to his throbbing vein. As she opened her mouth, razor sharp eye teeth glistened with saliva. When she brought the points to his skin, they easily sank in. Like usual, she carefully drank as spurts of his essence landed on her tongue, and she swallowed. He was most definitely a virgin, and the pangs of hunger were lessening. But she stopped too soon.
"Come on Chloe...take some more...a few mouthfuls..."
When she resumed feeding, she ascertained that his heartbeat was strong. He was less than a pint lower and her hunger better, almost satisfied. When she stopped, Emily was smiling at her.
"Feel better?"
"Yeah."
"Lick the wound..."
Chloe licked the two miniscule puncture marks and watched them slowly close. After Chloe and Emily emerged from the room, the salesclerk woke up and wondered why he was in a dressing room. The beautiful girl he'd been assisting was near a rack of clearance items.
"Hi, did you find what you were looking for?"
"Oh yes, thanks...ah...what time are you done work?"
