Aphrodite's blog: "My vampire story"

“Its me calm down,” I chuckle.

“You scared the shit out of me,” she whimpers.

I kiss her so she can’t complain anymore. I run my hands all over her body. We wash each other, get out and dry each other off.

I look at my phone and there was a missed call from Desdemona, I knew she set everything up for me. Before Cherrie could put her clothes on I put a robe around her, blind fold her and lead her to the backyard. I was amazed at what she did.

In the corner of the back yard there used to be an ugly over grown canopy type area. Now there was a black canopy with a big fluffy red blankets on a bed. There were red and black lights everywhere. Last but not least there were two goblets filled with the blood Desdemona had put away.

I stand Cherrie in front of the canopy and pull off the blindfold. She was speechless. I pulled her onto the bed and handed her the goblet. She drank it slow not knowing what it was.

 “What the hell was that it was so refreshing,” she says.

“Desdemona gave it to me it’s a really pure blood she saves it for special occasions,” I explained.

“I like it,” she giggled.

On the table there was a little box with a tiny red bow. I knew what it was but I was waiting for the perfect time. I turned on the radio to some soft music and pull her up to dance. We dance around until we are dizzy. I put the ring gently over a rosebud without her knowing. I kneel on one knee and she gasps.

“Make me the happiest vampire in the world, Will you marry me?” I ask.

“Oh of course I will marry you, you big sap,” she cries.

I place the ring on her finger and sit on the bed. She jumps on me and forces me to lie down. We roll around and kiss for a while. I notice the time; there is five hours until sunset.

“We have to tell Desdemona,” Cherrie says as she runs in the house to change.

I walk inside and have enough time to put on my shoes and jacket before she is ready. The one time she gets ready quick. We get in the car and head to the bar. When we arrive there is a long line. We walk right by the line and up to the door.

“Hey wolfie!” I say as I get to the door Lilith is blocking.

“What's up fangs,” she replies.

“Ah that’s a good one, keep working on it,” I laugh as she lets me in.

I walk to our table and Cherrie runs to Desdemona’s office to tell her the good news. She knew I asked for a ring but didn’t know why. So I will sit at the table and wait for her to come yell at me for not telling her. After I have a drink or two, I see Cherrie and Desdemona heading my way. I move to the middle of the table.

“Why in the hell didn’t you tell me?” Desdemona asks.

“I didn’t tell anyone,” I chuckle.

“Where will you have the wedding?” Desdemona asks.

“Where ever Cherrie wants,” I say, “You guys can plan all that.”

“We can wait for planning right now we will celebrate,” Desdemona announces, “William drinks.”

“That’s his real name, I was waiting to hear it this one wouldn’t tell me. She calls him dingus,” Cherrie says.

“Well if he wasn’t a dumb ass I would call him by name,” I say.

A half hour after closing Lilith joins us.

“Congrats bloodsucker,” Lilith chuckles.

“Thanks wolfie,” I laugh.

We laugh and party through out the night. Cherrie realizes what time it is and tickles me to let me know its time to go.

“Well its about that time people,” I say, “We are going to call it a day.”

“We will see you tomorrow night,” Desdemona says. We drive home and pass out; we were so drunk.

            We wake up way after the sunset. We are still so tired we didn’t want to get up at all even to feed so I called a blood bank and had them deliver a couple bags. Its cold and a little stale but it works.. We lie in bed until the doorbell rings. I walk and open the door and Artimis was standing there.

            “Hey what are you doing here?” I ask a little confused to see her.

            “I have heard the good news.” Artimis smiles.

            “How it’s only been a night or two?” I question.

            “You forget child I made Desdemona, I know everything she does.” Artimis explains.

            “I see; wont you come in?” I ask.

            “Of course,” Artimis bows and walks in.

            We all sit in the living room quiet. Cherrie and I are unaware why Artimis is here. She never just pops in there is always a reason for her to come by. Why here? Why without Desdemona?