FIFTY SHADES OF FAT (13 page)

As I drove, my vehicle
made a weird
sound coming from the engine. I
stopped to ta
ke a look at my
engine and saw that it looked o
kay,
and then
drove on to hunt for the
vampire’s
blood.

I spotted a vampire
and w
ent for it, remembering what my friend taught me
ab
out how to get close to the vampire
witho
ut disturbing its sleep.

When I got close enough I stopped.

I shot the vampire right in
the head an
d quickly approached it. As I dragged the vampire away, I said to
m
yself: "A
lright, I got my fi
rst vampire ever."

As I put
the vampire into my vehicle, I started remembering what my friend taught me about how to hunt vampires
and o
ther animals, and started to laugh.

I had been
taught
by my friend so well. I sat on my vehicle
for
a while
until I stopped laughing
.
I was obviously still hallucinating.

I stood
up and tied the vampire to my vehicle
and went back to my camp where a fire was burning
.

When I arrived, I skinned the vampire and drained its blood. I put the
vampire’s
body
into a bag and cooked some of the
vampire’s
meat and ate it before going t
o sleep, so that the next day I
could go
further to hunt for more vampires and get more blood.

When he woke up, I boiled some vampire blood in
a cup with
coffee
and had some breakfast before I
got ready for another hunt.

It tasted different but it kept me skinny. When I finished eating breakfast I
went outside to see if it was a good
day for hunting, and when I was satisfied that the weather was good for hunting, I refueled my vehicle and checked the oil.

When I
f
inished refueling my vehicle, I put some food and ammunition in my backpack.

After driving abou
t an hour before spotting a vampire, I looked for signs of
some blood trails.

When I wa
s conv
inced that there were more vampires in the area I hunted the
vampire’s
blood trails. I waited awhile until I heard a vampire coming near me.

After about thirty minutes, the vampire came near me, where I was waiting. I got ready to strike the vampire until it was close enough to kill.

When the vampire came up, it saw me but it was too late because I drove a knife into its face and killed it.

After the vampire was
caught, I skinned
it,
and drained the blood from it. When I finished harvesting the vampire meat, I
put it
into a bag and tied it to my vehicle. I cleaned my hands and got ready to look for another vampire to kill
.

After driving for a while my vehicle stopped
sudden
ly.

I tried
to st
art it up again with no luck. I set my tools and took the engine apart, then found
that the
re was blood inside the vehicle.

I was angry and left my vehicle
and started walking
.

I cleared my
mind
and started walking again to my camp.

It was raining hard.  My wet clothes made it very
hard n
ot to think about how cold it was. I
then stopped walking for
a while to take my clothes
off;
squeeze dried
them,
and put them back on and started
to walk
again
.

I kept
warm by jog
ging and having rests.
I started getting real tired and it was time for me to rest.

I was drinking the vampire blood.
It was pretty sweet tasting then other vampire blood that I’ve had.
I
started looking for wood or something else to burn to
boil some water and blood
, and
to cook some of the vampire meat.

I
found some wood, lit it
up and started to cook some vampire meat.

While waiting for the vampire meat
to
cook,
I was
resting on
the ground.

Afterwards, I was walking, and I saw a vampire
in
the distance walking towards me.

I stopped and looked
f
or my knife to defend my
self.

I killed the vampire by catching it off guard, when it asked me a question.

I took a
ll of the
vampire
meat,
and I
started to look for more
vampires
to eat.

Killing
vampires was such an ugly thing I thought
. I
used
to
want
to die
.

Indeed
had
I plan
ned
to jum
p from one of the highest buildings and end to my
life.
I wished that the whole world would watch me jump. It would have been a real treat.

Chapter 6

I finally woke up from my fucked up dreams and hallucinations. I wasn’t high anymore. The Inn keeper had entered my room after knocking on the door to tell me that my vehicle lights were still on.

When I didn’t respond he was concerned and opened the door to revive me. He was with a co-worker. When he
finished talking to m
e, his co-worker, a guy with big glasses, black hair,
walked in.

"You're lucky to be alive skinny
girl
, when is the last time you ate?” he asked.

I woke up to the sound of the respirator machine.
I must have been still hallucinating, this couldn’t be right. I didn’t know what was real anymore.

My heart wa
s racing and the machine beeped
. A nurse rushed in looking worried. She probably
didn't know what was going on.
"Are you okay?" She asked me
.

I suddenly got up again from the bed. I was
hallucinating again, but I was done
hallucinating
. I got
up and ran to
my vehicle
and took off.

“FUCK!” I screamed. I was out of vampire blood. I was a junkie, I was trash, but I was skinny.

I was driving like a maniac and refused to be fat ever again!
I needed to find a vampire and fast.

I drove to a bar about an hour away. I was hoping to score some vampire blood. I walked into the bar and I was being looked at by almost everyone, even other skanks like me.

I was asked by the bartender when the last time I ate was? I laughed at him. I noticed two male vampires in the bar checking me out.

I approached them and asked them if they wanted to go for a ride and they accepted. First I was drinking heavily and dancing like a whore in the night club.

I went in the back and did cocaine.

I asked one of the vampires if I could have some of their blood and I offered them money. He accepted
and we
got in my vehicle and drove off.

I was driving like a wild girl. The vampire asked me to stop but I kept driving as fast as I could
and I was
laughing hysterically…

The vampire grabbed the wheel and told me to slow down but I was so high I
didn’t
know any better.

I obviously lost control of the vehicle and was in a roller over accident. The vampire was dead. I blacked out.

I suddenly opened my eyes. I was in a coma for a month.

I had gained all my weight back.
I was fat as can be. I was approached by police and questioned.

A month after that I was forced to rehab. Day after day I had to listen to people with their problems. One night, I ran away from rehab.

I started prostituting myself for money. I made enough money in a month to last a year. I was a good fucking whore.

I knew how to suck cock and ride just the way men wanted. I did everything from anal to you don’t want to know. I was hooked on drugs again, hung over and a mess.