Prologue
My brother Darren is 19 years old and he’s a vampire. Now that’s an unusual way tostart a story, but it’s my story and I’m going to start with the truth. Now my brother’s avampire so obviously I am too. My name is Emily Wyatt and I’m a pacifist. That’s rightyou read it right. I don’t fight, like ever. Yeah, I know totally cliché, but I just don’t likeit. Which is one of many reasons I drink blood from a pouch. And yeah I know it soundsgross, but it’s a better alternative than drinking it from a person. So yeah, I drink it from a pouch, but I don’t hurt anybody so I ignore the gross taste.I’m also a failure. I dropped out of high school to take care of my little brother Danny.My mom left us my senior year of high school and vampire or not Danny couldn’t look after himself and Darren went off to live with his girlfriend Sammie, a very sluttyvampiress. He abandoned us just like my mom. So I dropped out of high school and work at a bar to support Danny not that we need food, but nothing is free and we still live inhouse with a mortgage. The bar is a total dump and the men who go there are jerks, but it pays good and the owner, Fran is really nice. So that’s where I’m going now Fran’s bar and Grill.“Danny,” I said while I was heading out the door to my shift at Fran’s. “Don’t forget togo to sleep on time!”“Okay!! See you in the morning.” Danny shouted back from his room.That’s pretty much all our conversations consist of, and it’s pathetic. I feel bad for thekid his mom and brother both leaving him, but he can deal, and so can I. So this is how Icomfort myself when I’m at work and jerks grab my butt and offer me money to comehome with them. I know that we can deal, so why worry about the details?“How’s it going Em?” Fran asked.“It’s fine Fran. How’s business?”“Real good.”“So how’s Danny?”“He’s what he usually is. Unresponsive, you know the usual.”“It’ll get better. Just give him some time.”“Yeah. I know I just feel so bad for him.” I sighed. “I better get back to work. Have anice night Fran.”“You too darlin’ just keep on truckin’.”Did I mention that everyone in Fran’s bar were supernatural creatures? The staff as wellas the customers. Fran is a shapeshifter she shifts into a hawk. And she’s very proud of ittoo. When you’re new in her place it’s all you’ll hear for a while, but she means well andgave me a job when nobody else would. I must seem pretty pathetic to you huh? Wellthat’s why I’m telling you this story. To prove that I’m not a total loser.
Chapter 1 {Emily}
“How was the bar?” Danny asked me after I’d gotten home Friday night or Saturdaymorning.“Pretty good it was packed and I got a lot of tips. I still haven’t counted all of them yet.”I said.
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