Warning: This Chapter Contains Sexual Content, Viewer Discretion is Advised. 

Monday morning came before Bex knew it and the girl went through her usual morning ritual before walking to school. She took the steps two at a time and walked over to her usual friends, opting out of sitting with Lyssa.

She wasn’t mad at her, just frustrated. What didn’t help is that she had a killer headache. She’s had it since yesterday and went to bed with it only to wake up with it. She groaned and rubbed her temples as she sat down.

“Freakshow!” Monroe called.

“You okay Bex?” Darci asked.

“My head is killing me.” She grumbled.

“She’s coming,” Joan warned.

Bex looked up and saw Lyssa making a beeline for her.

“No.” Bex groaned still rubbing her temples.

“Rebecca, can we talk?” Lyssa said with her usual fake American accent.

“Do we have to? I have a headache.” Bex pouted.

“Just take a seat,” Mike suggested to Lyssa.

Lyssa frowned but took a seat next to Bex.

“Look I am sorry for how I acted yesterday.” Lyssa began.

“I know. Just stop being a jerk okay. I don’t feel like arguing right now.”

“We still on for after school?” Lyssa asked.

“Ugh!” Bex slammed her head into the table.

Lyssa winced at the sight, her own headache pulsing in her skull.

“Rebecca?”

“Fine,” Bex mumbled into the table.

“What are you two doing after school?” Jaden asked.

“I am helping Lyssa move some stuff around at her house.” Bex lied.

Joan frowned.

“I can help if you guys want.” Mike offered.

“No thank you, just Rebecca is fine,” Lyssa said.

“Darci, hey I’ve been calling you all weekend.” Aron walked over to the table.

“Is it me or this table getting crowded now.” Jaden joked.

“It’s not you,” Joan grumbled.

“Oh hey.” Darci forced a smile.

“Babe, why have you been ghosting me?” He frowned and sat next to her.

“God my head hurts,” Bex complained drowning out Aron.

“Mine too,” Lyssa admitted.

“It’s probably because you are a slave driver.” Bex pouted.

“Emm.” Was Lyssa’s response.

“I haven’t, I’ve just been busy lately sorry.” Darci avoided looking him in the face.

“Is this about Friday?” He asked.

Jaden tensed up.

“I, I don’t want to talk about here. I’ll call you later.” Darci said hoping Aron would go away.

Joan raised an eyebrow at the sight. She and Mike shared a look.

“Fine.” He huffed and got up, quickly striding away.

Darci sighed in relief now that he was gone.

“What was that!” Joan hissed.

“I don’t want to talk about it.” She averted her gaze.

“Did he do something to you? I swear I’ll beat him up.” Mike puffed his chest.

“No, it’s just. Look it’s personal. I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Bex help us out,” Mike said.

“Ow!” Bex groaned.

Everyone sighed.

Just then the bell rang and everyone went to class.

All day Bex’s head pounded and pounded. In band, it got ten times worse. It was torture. The longer the pain lasted the worst it got, the worst it got the more irritable she became. By the time band practice was over she wanted nothing more than to go home and rest. But she still had one thing left to do.

So she waited for Lyssa to come get her, Lyssa was late by 10 minutes. 10 whole minutes that Bex had to stand outside in the cold and wait with her broiling headache. Then when they got to Lyssa’s house Lyssa was being rude again.

She didn’t say hi, or ask Bex if she was okay to go on. She just ordered into the training room as if she was some dog. Lyssa rubbed her own temples now. Her headache had grown as well, she knew it could only mean one thing.

She needed to feed.

Unfortunately, she knew Rebecca wasn’t fully recovered from the last two massive feedings so she restrained herself. Which made her grumpy.

“Wrong, everything about this pose is wrong,” Lyssa said for the third time as Bex tried to correct her pose.

“Well instead of saying that help me fix it!” Bex snapped at her.

“I can’t always solve all your problems, Rebecca.” Lyssa snapped back.

“Urgh! This isn’t even helpful!”

Lyssa pushed Bex on the shoulder and she stumbled back.

“Stop it!”

“I am proving a point.” Lyssa narrowed her eyes.

Bex fumed and tried to push Lyssa, but Lyssa’s stance was solid. She did not budge.

“Now that you have that out of your system. Try again.” Lyssa ordered her.

“I am not your dog!” Bex shouted at her.

“I never said you were.”

“Then stop treating me like one!”

“I have done no such thing!”

“Rebecca do this, Rebecca do that. Rebecca, Rebecca, Rebecca!” Bex mocked Lyssa’s tone.

“You are pissing me off,” Lyssa warned.

“Oh, I am so scared of the vampire who yells at drawings!”

Lyssa grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall, but Bex wasn’t having any of it. She got out of the hold just like Lyssa taught her and then she grabbed Lyssa by her arm and flipped her to the floor.

Lyssa let her eyes flash red in fury. She got up and pushed Bex so hard she fell on her butt. Bex got up and stood off against Lyssa. They eyed each other.

“I am not scared of you.” Bex spat at her.

“You should be.” Lyssa flashed her fangs as a warning.

Bex slapped her.

Lyssa grabbed Bex by her shirt and tossed her to the other side of the room as if she weighed nothing. Bex landed with a hard thud. Before Bex could get up Lyssa was standing over her. She picked Bex up by the throat and once again slammed her into the wall.

“You will obey me or else!” Lyssa snapped at her.

“I am not your pet!” Bex kicked Lyssa hard in the gut causing her to drop her then she swung her fist at Lyssa who easily dodged the attempt.

With her headache pounding in her head and her patience worn thin Lyssa couldn’t help but truly retaliate.

With her full power, she punched Bex in the stomach. Sending her flying into the wall. Bex’s head smacked hard against the wall and her body fell limp to the floor. Lyssa’s eyes went wide at what she had done.

“Rebecca, I’m sorry. Are you okay?” She was by her side in a flash.

“Ow, y-you hit like a ninny.” Bex coughed out.

Lyssa sighed in relief.

“I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“I bit my lip,” Bex complained forcing herself to sit up.

Lyssa watched as blood trickled down Bex’s chin. Her lip was busted open and the taunting red liquid called to Lyssa.

Bex rubbed her head in pain before fully turning to Lyssa. She gulped when she saw how close Lyssa was. Too close. Her lips just an inch from her own. Slowly, without a word, Lyssa’s tongue slid out between her lips and she licked the blood off of Bex’s chin.

Bex’s heart rate increased and she found herself leaning in.

Lyssa’s tongue carefully probed the lip.

Before either of them knew it their lips were locked. Bex let her eyes flutter close as the familiar haze of euphoria and desire overtook her. Lyssa sucked Bex’s bottom lip into her mouth drinking the blood.

Then something happened it was like a dam broke. The headache for both girls just vanished and in its place, they could feel each other’s emotions and sense everything about each other. Lyssa could feel the heat and desire Bex was experiencing, and at the same time, Bex could feel Lyssa’s hunger and bloodlust.

“Mmm.” Lyssa moaned into Bex.

Bex deepened the kiss, grabbing Lyssa’s head in her hands.

It was too much for both of them. Soon the girls were in a heated make-out session. Bex could feel how much Lyssa craved her warmth, how much she wanted to touch her. Lyssa could feel Bex’s desire for her. The need for Lyssa to go much farther than kissing.

“Touch me.” Bex moaned as they broke for a second.

Lyssa grabbed Bex’s shirt in her fist and ripped open before tearing it right off her body just as she sucked Bex’s lip in her mouth once more.

“Uhh…” Bex moaned as Lyssa’s cold hand ran along her warm torso.

Lyssa broke the kiss and pushed Bex down onto the floor trailing kisses down her body. She nicked Bex’s skin just above her right breast and suckled the blood that dribbled out.

“Oh! Lyssa!” Bex’s back arched off the floor, she was in pure ecstasy.

Lyssa unbuttoned Bex’s pants and quickly pulled them down her toned legs.

Bex grabbed Lyssa’s shirt and yanked it above her head and tossed it to the side. Both girls were caught up in pure animalistic desire, neither cared about anything else other than the fog of new senses and emotions they were bombarded with.

“More.” Bex moaned.

Lyssa’s lips wondered over every inch of skin, nicking Bex in a few places with what Lyssa liked to call love bites. When the blood would trickle out she would lick it away. This drove Bex wild. She was reaching her limit fast.

She pushed Lyssa off of her and ripped Lyssa out of her own pants before straddling her and smashing their lips together once more.

“Rebecca.” Lyssa moaned as she trailed her fingers threw Bex’s hair, letting it out of the ponytail it was in.

Bex’s sun-bleached locks fell in her face and tickled the skin on her shoulder. Lyssa grabbed Bex’s bra and ripped it off of her, snapping the hooks in the back. Then she roughly grabbed the mounds of flesh in her hands.

“Lyssa,” Bex whispered the moan.

Lyssa once again flipped their positions and licked on the trickling love bites. While she was doing this she was grinding her center on Bex’s thigh. She could sense how close Bex was, literally, and it was pushing her to her own limit.

Bex ran her hands up Lyssa’s cold stomach before reaching her chest. She reached under the bra and felt the vampire up. Lyssa moaned at her warm touch. She was almost there. She pressed her body fully into Rebecca and smashed their lips together once last time.

“Mmm! Hhh!” Bex moaned into her mouth as her body went into sensory overload. Not only could she feel and experience her own climax, but she could feel Lyssa’s as well.

Lyssa shook on top of Bex, her body giving pleasurable spasms. When they broke the kiss apart they just laid on the floor for a moment letting what just happened sink in.

Bex was the first to come to her senses. Her eyes went wide and her face went beet red. Lyssa could feel the embarrassment and confusion coming from Bex. It only made her confusion and embarrassment feel twice as strong.

Both girls sat up and looked at each other in horror. Their emotions were echoed in one others head endlessly.

Bex jumped to her feet and quickly pulled her pants back on. Lyssa did the same. Bex picked up her broken bra and ripped up shirt and looked to Lyssa. Without a word, Lyssa vanished only to reappear with a new shirt for Bex.

Bex quickly slipped it on.

“Take me home.” Bex averted her gaze.

“Okay.” Lyssa agreed with a tight nod.

If Lyssa could blush she would be as red as Bex in embarrassment.

She picked Bex up and sped off to her house. When she dropped her off the two girls shared another look of confusion and horror before Bex ran inside without another word.

“Hey sweetie.” Her mom called.

She ignored her and ran upstairs.

No words could describe how she felt. Humiliated, embarrassed, confused, turned on, excited, scared, and so many more emotions she was getting from Lyssa. All mixed together to create a whole new emotion that she had no name for.

It was too much, she couldn’t tell what was her emotions and feelings over what were Lyssa’s. She was overwhelmed. This new emotions made her feel queasy and made her heart race. It brought a blush to her cheeks and a wild look into her eyes.

Bex felt awakened somehow to this new desire in her. She wanted more, so much more, yet at the same time, she wanted nothing to do with Lyssa ever again. She laid in bed and stared at ceiling wordlessly.

She had a hunger for blood, a forbidden hunger. A hunger she shouldn’t have. She also had a strange rage in her that had not been there before. These she could tell belong to Lyssa. As for everything else she couldn’t make heads or tails of it.

Her body trembled but she didn’t know what for. For desire? For fear? For excitement? From adrenaline? All of the above? She stared wide-eyed at the ceiling all night, not about to get a single wink of sleep.

Rebecca Cross was overwhelmed.