Unrealistic Fanfiction ~ Vampires
~going through minor editing~
Rebecca Woods thinks that love, lust, and romance don't exist. Or, at the very least, they don't keep the same company. So when she literally bumped into a handsome guy in the middle of...
I was scraping my nails over my scalp when Tara texted me. Sitting there, in a nearby abandoned warehouse staring up at the early morning sky, I thought that I could calm down. I hadn't, and that meant that I was still unbelievably horny and angry. Frustrated was still the best way to describe my mood. And so, when Tara then called me, I knew I was about to be glad I was in an abandoned building.
"What the fuck do you want?" I growled into the phone.
"I discovered a glitch in the matrix," she replied sarcastically. I saw the eye roll in my head. "Wanted to hang out at some point. Tonight. We're having a party."
"I don't give a shit."
"You don't like parties?" She was ignoring my tone and aggression each time I opened my mouth. I wanted to be in front of her so I could slap or punch her, anything to release some of this energy.
"Yes. But not with tarts like-"
Tara laughed loudly into the phone, and I thought I could hear someone in the background echoing her. "Trust me, there aren't any tarts here," she said. "More like whores, sluts, and... well, I suppose they kind of are tarts. Whatever." Her voice turned aggressive. "You coming or not?"
"Probably not," I snarled.
"Probably? That's a start..." She trailed off, listening to someone in the background. Then she breathed out a sigh. "I'll text you the address. Be here, bitch."
"Bite me."
There was definitely laughter that time, but I had hung up too fast to recognise the number of voices or the different tones. I threw my phone into my bag, stretching my long legs out until I fell a little bit of stress release. But I still felt extremely frustrated. Suddenly, a party didn't sound all too bad. I would be able to find a guy, fuck him, and fuck off. My kind of night, especially when I felt like this. So I chose to go home, find a new outfit for tonight, and then settle in to waste the rest of the day. It wasn't too hard, catching up on a favourite TV show I hadn't seen for a while.
By the time it was an hour before the party at Tara's house, I was refreshed and ready to find someone to sink my teeth into. I found an outfit, this one a brand new outfit I had yet to wear. I was partly excited to see how it went down in a crowd, especially since the top half of it was yellow. It was a small, black crop top covered in lace, a yellow hoodie that only covered my shoulders, a pair of fishnet tights rising to my waist, and a pair of black pants hanging off of my hips. Just for an extra touch, I pulled up either side of my lace black underwear. You could see it through the tights.
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With my hair the same as it always was, my makeup enhanced only by slightly more dramatic eyeliner, I pulled on a pair of clunky ankle boots and headed out the door. I held my keys in one hand and my phone in the other, opened on the location Tara had sent me. It was her current location, sent straight from her phone to make it easier for me to find her.
