Late nights with vampires
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,152
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places are fictious and any resemblence to actual persons or incidents is purely coincidental. All rights reserved to author.
cakes, pictures and pink hair
ok first story so be nice an if theres any spelling mistakes, ect please tell me. Hope you like it xx
The neon light of the shop glowed sliently into the night, like a lit cigeret throwen carelessly to the floor unseen and forgoten.Just like what the Neon conseled in its warm grasp.
The soft tap of the little girls feet only just touching the cold and hard cerment seemed almost like war drums compared to the eire nothingness of the night.
In all honesty calling the girl little was a bit presumptous as what the girl may have lacked in height she gained in age and wisdom.
Turning so lighty and with such an air of elegance and perfection.
One could wonder two things the first would be what was a girl that young, that small and THAT perfect was doing in this part of town and especial at an hour like this?, the second is how many books for how many hours would one have to blance on ones head to get that perfect blance.
That assurity.
She sighed, a soft cloud of white escaped her mouth, she had just eaten and she still felt that satisfying warmth surround her.She looked over in awe at what the smuge, sneeze ridden glass contaned greedly in its grasp.
The most beauitful and breath taking cakes and sweets you have ever seen. Glisting strawberrys placed so lightly on creamed tarts.Pieces of mango cut co finely and folded into each other so to make a perfect golden, orange rose. And of course in the middle sat a cake with such pride.A wedding cake of course, unlike most it was not made to form a bunch of sugary stairs,no this was made look like a country style church. One that remembered simpler times, she looked on as every tile was carefully frosted and placed one after the other in formation.She laughed inside at the sight of the bold curserfic.
The little gir looked over what she'd never have and sighed once more only now the warmth was gone. Her button nose touched the chill of what was glass. Ice on Ice.
Seeing the small mark she reasured her self "oh well, another smuge won't hurt"
She watched her reflection through the grime of the window.She could obviously see that her atire wasn't suited to the time but she could care less as her fingers felt the frills of the victorian dress with curls to match. she stuck out more than the elephant man and she would know.
The little twinkel of the entrance bell, remined here of that little fairy that she had seen in that play Peter Pan so many years ago, But she had long forgoten such things.
It seemed the more she came to this place the more she remembered, she was finding who she was again. Shaking her head she told her she was too old for such things as the idea of never growing up isn't as great as it sounds, espeaialy if one part grows and one doesn't.
The bright flurescene of the shop was blinding but she soon ajusted. A girl of 17 years, was slumped over the till wishing her life and the hours away. Her face was a war-zone
of pimples and acne,her eyes were red and sore from the irreagular light, her eye liner layed sumgged and forgoten under her bord eyes. Although she had a pretty face overall, if you work in a cake shop your bound to get a few zits.
She sighs with such effort you wonder how she would still be breaving."The same again" she asks as the gum rolls in her mouth , like her eyes.
The girls notes that this week the gum is the same colour as her hair.
Pink.
The girl nods to the the question, her chocolate ringlets swish from side to side.
Her name tag shines "Tom" boldly, inocently she points her doll like fingers at it in question."Oh this, well he lost mine, so i guess for the next 1hour 12mintues and lets just saaaay 23seconds that I'm 'Tom'" she states with a shurg.
"Who knew it was so easy to become a boy" she ushers a finger to her lips "but its are secert, kay?" she says with a croked smile.
In all the times she had been here the little girl had not once seen her/"tom" smile and she decided she didn't mind it.She passed her a small plate with a even smaller cake on it, cinnamon and chocolate today.
"You know I save them for you? " she states more than asks, jumping on the counter letting her legs fall under kicking them back and forth like much younger kids do. luckly Tom was small for her age so she could be doing this for many years to come.
She dose not touch the cake but instead takes a picture, a small polaroid is produced the size of the actual cake.
"I know I asked you a hundred times and I'll have to ask you a hundred more but why do you do that, I put alot of work into them and you NEVER eat them? its just not fair." She said with a pout." I know I might look bad but its not like im toxic and by the way its Rude!" she said twirling her head phones around her finger.
"Why does one do anything in" she takes a unneeded breath "life? They are merely pretty so I'v merely take a picture and I get questioned? I take a picture of what i can never have just like you may take a picture of a sunset or flood your room full of posters of I don't Know that vampire boy everyone is obsessed about" she answers coldly with the voice that has the sweetness of a child but the forceful bitterness of a woman.
A shiver runs down Tom's spine as pushed the chunky twlight book back into her backpack. "So you have good slight 'snaps' for you". She giggles lightly, 'What!?' she asks getting quickly bord and scared of this 'game'.
"girls that get scared easily shouldn't read such things at least at such hours" she say smiling to her self.
'that shows how much you know its a love story so eh' she says sticking her tongue out, as quickly as she had done it she regretted it.
'So how much do you know about love a' she looks her up and down 'a muture woman such as your self?' she states clearly enjoying her self. 'I can't believe it im fighting with whhat a 10 year old?'
'whatever kid, I have to get back to work' she said with disreguard. 'For what custumers?' she asked with a laugh. 'The ones that WILL be coming' she said with a frown.
sorry will write more later deadly tried
dont no how it works but feel free to add would love to c wat you can do with it xx
The neon light of the shop glowed sliently into the night, like a lit cigeret throwen carelessly to the floor unseen and forgoten.Just like what the Neon conseled in its warm grasp.
The soft tap of the little girls feet only just touching the cold and hard cerment seemed almost like war drums compared to the eire nothingness of the night.
In all honesty calling the girl little was a bit presumptous as what the girl may have lacked in height she gained in age and wisdom.
Turning so lighty and with such an air of elegance and perfection.
One could wonder two things the first would be what was a girl that young, that small and THAT perfect was doing in this part of town and especial at an hour like this?, the second is how many books for how many hours would one have to blance on ones head to get that perfect blance.
That assurity.
She sighed, a soft cloud of white escaped her mouth, she had just eaten and she still felt that satisfying warmth surround her.She looked over in awe at what the smuge, sneeze ridden glass contaned greedly in its grasp.
The most beauitful and breath taking cakes and sweets you have ever seen. Glisting strawberrys placed so lightly on creamed tarts.Pieces of mango cut co finely and folded into each other so to make a perfect golden, orange rose. And of course in the middle sat a cake with such pride.A wedding cake of course, unlike most it was not made to form a bunch of sugary stairs,no this was made look like a country style church. One that remembered simpler times, she looked on as every tile was carefully frosted and placed one after the other in formation.She laughed inside at the sight of the bold curserfic.
The little gir looked over what she'd never have and sighed once more only now the warmth was gone. Her button nose touched the chill of what was glass. Ice on Ice.
Seeing the small mark she reasured her self "oh well, another smuge won't hurt"
She watched her reflection through the grime of the window.She could obviously see that her atire wasn't suited to the time but she could care less as her fingers felt the frills of the victorian dress with curls to match. she stuck out more than the elephant man and she would know.
The little twinkel of the entrance bell, remined here of that little fairy that she had seen in that play Peter Pan so many years ago, But she had long forgoten such things.
It seemed the more she came to this place the more she remembered, she was finding who she was again. Shaking her head she told her she was too old for such things as the idea of never growing up isn't as great as it sounds, espeaialy if one part grows and one doesn't.
The bright flurescene of the shop was blinding but she soon ajusted. A girl of 17 years, was slumped over the till wishing her life and the hours away. Her face was a war-zone
of pimples and acne,her eyes were red and sore from the irreagular light, her eye liner layed sumgged and forgoten under her bord eyes. Although she had a pretty face overall, if you work in a cake shop your bound to get a few zits.
She sighs with such effort you wonder how she would still be breaving."The same again" she asks as the gum rolls in her mouth , like her eyes.
The girls notes that this week the gum is the same colour as her hair.
Pink.
The girl nods to the the question, her chocolate ringlets swish from side to side.
Her name tag shines "Tom" boldly, inocently she points her doll like fingers at it in question."Oh this, well he lost mine, so i guess for the next 1hour 12mintues and lets just saaaay 23seconds that I'm 'Tom'" she states with a shurg.
"Who knew it was so easy to become a boy" she ushers a finger to her lips "but its are secert, kay?" she says with a croked smile.
In all the times she had been here the little girl had not once seen her/"tom" smile and she decided she didn't mind it.She passed her a small plate with a even smaller cake on it, cinnamon and chocolate today.
"You know I save them for you? " she states more than asks, jumping on the counter letting her legs fall under kicking them back and forth like much younger kids do. luckly Tom was small for her age so she could be doing this for many years to come.
She dose not touch the cake but instead takes a picture, a small polaroid is produced the size of the actual cake.
"I know I asked you a hundred times and I'll have to ask you a hundred more but why do you do that, I put alot of work into them and you NEVER eat them? its just not fair." She said with a pout." I know I might look bad but its not like im toxic and by the way its Rude!" she said twirling her head phones around her finger.
"Why does one do anything in" she takes a unneeded breath "life? They are merely pretty so I'v merely take a picture and I get questioned? I take a picture of what i can never have just like you may take a picture of a sunset or flood your room full of posters of I don't Know that vampire boy everyone is obsessed about" she answers coldly with the voice that has the sweetness of a child but the forceful bitterness of a woman.
A shiver runs down Tom's spine as pushed the chunky twlight book back into her backpack. "So you have good slight 'snaps' for you". She giggles lightly, 'What!?' she asks getting quickly bord and scared of this 'game'.
"girls that get scared easily shouldn't read such things at least at such hours" she say smiling to her self.
'that shows how much you know its a love story so eh' she says sticking her tongue out, as quickly as she had done it she regretted it.
'So how much do you know about love a' she looks her up and down 'a muture woman such as your self?' she states clearly enjoying her self. 'I can't believe it im fighting with whhat a 10 year old?'
'whatever kid, I have to get back to work' she said with disreguard. 'For what custumers?' she asked with a laugh. 'The ones that WILL be coming' she said with a frown.
sorry will write more later deadly tried
dont no how it works but feel free to add would love to c wat you can do with it xx