FIFTY SHADES OF FAT (3 page)

Then she turned the light off, snuggled next to me in bed, resting her head on my boobs. When I woke up, Lisa was still asleep. The bedroom window across the bedroom revealed it was a stormy day. Lisa woke up and we
smoked some top of the line weed. She also had pure top grade cocaine that she wanted me to try. Some vampires were still able to enjoy the finer things in life since they still had their senses like being able to taste and feel.

They would never get fat and never get sick. I was so high that morning I was seeing triple. Lisa asked me for the money for her blood. When I looked at her she looked evil like a demon. My mind was playing tricks on me. The drugs were too much for me to handle. I was high as fuck, but I was still able to comprehend the conversation. I was outraged that the first thing that came from her mouth was business! I didn't say anything to her I just walked out of the bedroom and Lisa didn't seem to think anything of it. Something just hit me that morning. This obviously wasn't going to work out. I went to the kitchen to grab a container and kitchen knife.

I walked into the bedroom where Lisa was relaxing with her eyes closed and I starred at her for a moment. I took the kitchen sharp kitchen knife and drove-it into Lisa's chest! Her eyes opened and she screamed with her fangs plunging out! Blood squirted in my face and more blood splashed on me as I pulled the knife out of her chest. I slashed her throat
and put her upside down off the edge of the bed and collected as much blood as I could. I tried licking as much off her as I could since she was full of it and I didn't want it to go to waste. I had a life time of vampire blood! I would never be fat again!

The bedroom was full of blood stains. The bed was soaked and Lisa's dead vampire body just stood there on the bed. It was illegal to kill a vampire just as it was to kill a person. I decided to cut her body up and started up the fireplace. I put her body parts into the fireplace and all the bloodied bed sheets too. That night I checked the fireplace and there was nothing but ashes. Vampires burned easier apparently. I didn't just leave the house; I stayed for a few days getting high. The next morning I noticed I lost 10 pounds after taking in the vampire blood that I took.

A few days after, I noticed something was off. I didn't lose any fat. It was obvious what was going on. The vampire blood had already expired. It had to be fresh out of the vampire in order for it to work, I thought. I was devastated! I killed Lisa for nothing. I was so high I didn't realize what I was doing. I had to keep moving. It was only a matter of time before someone discovered her disappearance.

That day I took Lisa's car and drove to the beach to lay on the warm soft sand and stared at the blue sky. There was not a cloud in sight. At night I stayed in the car and read some books that Lisa had read. I didn't know what to do or where to go. I decided to drive back to Lisa's home. When I went to the bedroom the bed had her scent.

I missed her already. I decided that I needed to set the house on fire. I left to go buy some gasoline. I came back to the house, and I decided to stay a while. I roamed the house and discovered interesting things.

I found it hard to let Lisa go. When I went into the bedroom I undressed and, without hesitation, I went on the bed and imagined myself making love to Lisa. After, I looked at my shitty looking naked body in front of a mirror. Then I was in bed for a while where I closed my eyes and took a long nap.

I was perfectly peaceful as I napped. I fell asleep and I had a dream. I was watching Lisa. Though I missed her pure and mysteriousness, I suddenly felt like doing something to make her smile. I wanted to see us together again. I couldn't stop thinking about the sex we had.

When I woke up I got dressed and decided it was time. I decided to take some of her clothes with me before I set the house on fire.

Lisa had a lot of fancy designer clothes. I tried on a dozen of her dresses on and began posing in front of the mirror. I still felt self-consciousness about my fat body. Everything she owned was obviously expensive and I loved her high heels.

I tried on a red dress made of beautiful silk that obviously fit her well, but was very tight on me. I knew that I would someday be able to fit in that dress. I was determined. If anyone deserved to fit in it, it was me. Lisa must have paid big bucks her clothing. I was very envious.

I pictured myself shopping the boutiques with my new slim body, smiling, overjoyed with pretty shopping bags in my hands. I would then go to a very nice fancy expensive restaurant and then a high class nightclub afterwards to get pissed drunk out of my mind.

After my nap I decided to stay past midnight and drank all the wine even though I wasn't crazy about wine. I knew it was expensive wine so I took it.
I got drunk and high then I
passed
out on the floor. The next day a knock on my door woke me. It was a housemaid that was looking for a job.

When she arrived I was seriously hung over and still a little high. She looked happy to me. She was wearing an all-black dress. That black dress was just horrid to look at. She also reminded me of the way I used to dress. She was obviously out of style, but obviously attractive under all that camouflage. I was curious what her body was like. She inquired about Lisa since she had been here before. I was suddenly nervous.

I did not know quite know what to say. I told her that Lisa was on vacation and I invited her in for an interview. I decided it was time to get rid of her. She was a possible witness. I didn't want her to describe me to the police. She would probably tell them I was some large woman. I was disgusted at the very thought of it. She got ready for the interview. She straightened up her back, cleared her throat and was ready.

After the interview I told her she was not needed. Her eyes were watery as she stared at the floor. She said goodbye and left, closing the door behind her. I felt bad to even think that I thought about killing her. She was
innocent. But then again there wasn't a soul for miles that would see or hear her scream.

I looked out the window and watched her walk away to her car. Then I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I quickly opened the front door and ran toward her. She looked back at me and smiled. I hid the knife behind me.

She must have thought I had a change of heart. I stopped directly in front of her. I asked her to walk back inside with me for another interview and coffee, and she agreed. As we approached the front door I got my knife ready. I wasn't sure if I was going to use it.

I asked her to have a seat and told her that I would be right back. I went to the kitchen and asked her if she wanted a cup of coffee. She said yes. I was trying to kill time as I wasn't sure what I was going to do.

I walked in the room and sat down with the woman. I asked her some questions about her life. It wasn't really an interview, it was more like a give me a reason not to kill you. This was so fucked. I wish she hadn't come here. If the death of Lisa were to get out she would not hesitate to rat me out.

I walked back to the kitchen and prepared the coffee. Lisa liked to keep food for human guests mostly. I asked her what she took in her coffee. The answer she gave me was a fatal mistake. She wanted no sugar and no cream! She said she had to keep her figure in great shape! She wanted her coffee black! The thought of that outraged me! I brought the coffee to her and through it in her face! She screamed in agony, as I stabbed her multiple times! She was a witness and it had to be done. I later through gasoline all over her and the house and set it on fire. I watched the house burn to the ground and I took Lisa's car and was on my way.

Chapter 2

I was on the run. Even though I would most likely never be caught I was really paranoid. This vehicle I was driving sped along burning up miles of ground. I was so paranoid that I slouched behind the wheel for cover.

My elbow was resting uncomfortably on the window with my fingers trying to keep the wheel steady. I turned on the radio to try to alleviate my tension.

It turned out there was country music playing on the radio. I noticed a man hitchhiking. He was waiving other cars down but they ignored him.

I slowed down to have a look. He smiled at me. It was now obvious why the people past him by. He was a vampire.

Not everyone could tell humans and vampires apart, but I could. I just had this feeling when I saw a vampire.

He was a bit pale, not much, and he had rich blue eyes. He had a strong looking body with perfect wavy brown hair. His smiled was mesmerizing and sexy.

The road he was walking was a long stretch but vampires rarely got tired. I rolled down the passenger door window. He introduced himself and said his name was Robert.

I asked him where he was
off to.
"Wherever you want to take me dear." He said. I smiled and unlocked the door for him. He sat down with just a
small b
ag with him. He had a nice smell
to him. Like a fresh smell right out of the shower.

It was so sexy.

We drove for a while, and I was pretty silent at first, but Robert was not. He looked at me as I drove. It was intense.

There were moments of awkward silence. I felt his eyes on me. He asked me about my life and where I was going. I lied to him. I made stuff up as I went along. I asked about him and where he was going. He said he was going to get away from where he came from. He wasn't specific. He told me he was a vampire, but I smiled and told him that I already could tell, and that it didn't bother me.

Obviously we were both playing games with each other. He was part of a game he had no idea about. I was trying to impress Robert and then I noticed how dirty it was in the vehicle. Lisa had some parties in here or something big, cause it was filthy.

I saw all kinds of garbage like fast food bags and drink cups all over the floor. On the seat behind Robert were all kinds of porn magazines of women. I wondered who Lisa really was. I thought I knew her. I was dead wrong. I prayed he didn't look back at the seats. Robert adjusted the radio, and switched to classical music.

As we drove along the long road we noticed another hitchhiker walking down the road. Robert asked me to stop for him, but I refused. He then insisted that I do. Robert was very persuasive, so I pulled over to have a look at the hitchhiker. Robert asked the man if he needed a ride somewhere.

The man's eyes were green and he was pretty cute with short black hair. He had a guitar with him. No surprise, he was a vampire.

The wind was starting to pick up and was blowing hard; I think there was a
windstorm
approaching.

The vampire said his name was Steven and accepted the ride.

He wore a pair of dark blue jeans and a black leather jacket. I asked Steven where he was going, and he said he was headed to the Goldman
Inn which was 30 minutes away. Vampires were so weird sometimes. The two vampires began to have a conversation about their lives.

Robert was being very polite, while the mysterious Steven was somewhat rude in answering the questions. He was also inquiring about me, which made Robert uneasy. Steven was obviously interested in me.

I started to wish I never picked up either of them. I focused more on my driving since the weather was
pretty bad
.