Today is my numbers 178 birthday, yes I'm really old, no I'm not a vampire, I'm just a little tiny bit cursed but it's okay, not big deal I just can't fall in love, mate or ever have children otherwise I would die on a torturous horrible way but well that's life... I mean you can't expect a Lion not to eat you because you are not eating it right?
Chapter 1 January 3th 1982 - 11:33 a.m.
woke up a little dizzy with my head spinning, I try uselessly to remember last night's party, but I can't, whose bed is this? Where am I? I look around trying to place any of the blurry things that I see, empty beer bottles, people in underwear, white powder all over... I'm not sure but I have to find my own clothes and get ready for the next wild party.
But first
I need to see what to steal from these lovely hosts.
Let's see.. Frat party maybe I get into the president's room, he's surely a rich boy, they're always wealthy little b×st×rds, if I was him... Where would I hide my cash? Many people wouldn't guess on the wallet but these kids trust easily so I check the drawers, the closet... or maybe the dirty pants he removed before sleeping with that drunk silly beauty...and bingo! 1000$ cash, I think I'm gonna leave 100$ on his wallet and uh I like this t-shirt, well finders keep it.
Damage is done I will have a shower, I have to get rid of this stink to cigar and vodka, uughh this bathroom is a mess, these human boys are disgusting.
Carefully turn on the hot water and check the floor of the shower so I don't step on anything strange, you never know with these human puppies, any shampoo will do, I close my eyes when I feel the contact of the hot water going down on my skin, I do my best to scrub myself well and wash away my scent, I think it's an excellent time to wear my new shirt, which, despite being clean, still smells like its former owner.
When I'm all squeaky, I wipe the steamy moisture from the bathroom mirror with my hand, to look at myself one more time I sighed and open the mirror compartment hoping to find sleeping pills. Nice! I will put them in my fanny pack. What else?
"Extra large condoms?" I let out a derisive laugh as I hold the little box in my hand, someone is really full of himself here but these may work for something useful, I take one of the condoms by opening the wrapper and sliding the latex from my fist to the end of my forearm.
Really full of himself...
I carefully remove the condom from my arm to avoid ripping it, already with a used appearance I must look for something inside it... think Tessa think, uh! Shampoo for consistency and a bit of shaving cream to give it a bit of color, I combine it all with the tip of my little finger, tie the condom shut and into the trash.
I pull a little bit of the shower curtain next to the toilet to throw some of the bras off the shower rod and to finish I take the lipstick from my fanny pack and plant a kiss on the bathroom mirror and next to it I write "loved it".
I cross my arms over my chest and proudly observe my work of art. D×mn sir! He sleeps soundly, I don't think any of that woke him up, just in case I'll flip him onto his chest placing his face on the edge of the mattress in case he throws up, done, he's still breathing.
I'm ready to leave the house and go find something to do until I find some party at night when my stomach complains loudly about the lack of content inside of it, I'm starving... I think a little breakfast or brunch would not do me wrong. I open the fridge and grab some eggs, bread and some snacks for later, when I finish to eat I wash my dishes, I mean is the least I could do I'm not an animal, well not completely.
"Why do you have my t-shirt?" His question startles me making me turn around to find a guy with a hand resting on his messy hair possibly from the Hanover and oh! Those pants!
"Well hello president, forgot me already?" I blink softly and smile seductively at him.
"Well I am the prostitute you called for last night" he widen his eyes in concern, of course, it's illegal.
"GOD NO! HE WILL KILL ME" he says terrified bringing both hands to the sides of his head.
Who?
"Oh don't worry we used protection you can find it on the bathroom's trash can" I tell him to reassure him as I trace my fingers across his chest.
"Btw honey, you owe me 100$ for yesterday's fun" he grabs his wallet and hand the money to me, not even realizing there are 900$ missing, these rich boys...
"I would like to refresh yesterday's fun I guess I was too drunk I've got more money in my pocket" he whispered in my ear with a smirk.
I give him a suggestive look and lean him against the kitchen counter directing my left hand to his waistband, there are many things I could do without having sex.. a girl has to pay the Bills and this frat president is kinda cute... but something stops me, it's a delicious scent approaching to us, a soft wine-red odor mixed with wood filling the air around me and rapidly followed by a sound growl.
The young frat president is torn from my hands and thrown against the sofa in the living room while the silhouette of the same man now clearer corners me against the dishwasher growling the one word I hated-loved to hear.
"Mate...." he groaned at me.
Great! Here we go again, my wolf flickered from the darkness of my soul at his presence letting out a soft purr I hated to be exposed by her.