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Author: LostsoulofRegret
Fiction Rated: T - English - Fantasy/Romance - Published: 10-24-07 - Updated: 10-24-07 - id:2430271

I have Issues! (But I never knew a Vampire was an Issue)

Chapter 1

Bipolar Much!

Have you ever just hate life? I mean like everything just goes so wrong for a minute or so and you just want life to end. Yeah that happens to me too often. I hate when that happens because then I become sick with myself and attitude toward everyone, I start hating myself even more than usual which is a lot to begin with too. Sometimes I wish for death to just come and take me, though I end up saying I don’t mean it later on. I guess I’m just confusing I want death one second and then I want life the next. Jeez, I can never make my mind up can I? I guess not so why am I asking you. I don’t know either…

Well moving on from my retarded moment. Is there a time when you want to shoot the person talking to you even though they're your best friend? Oh God almost everyday for me! But I guess it's because I have bi-polar depression personality disorder or I just have anger problems. What do you think? Yeah I'm sure its both too… So I'm fucked up in the head one moment I think everyone hates me and life is coming to an end and the next I'm laughing, feeling loved, and just can't wait for the next day to start. Wow I got some issues don't I? Again why do I fucking ask its pretty obvious right? Right I'll stop asking now…

As you can see I feel totally out of place most of the time in my life. Sometimes I can be the happiest person on Earth and the next I can be Miss Emo Central next train leaving right now! Excuse my sarcasm it usually gets the best of me well really it is the best of me; if I'm not sarcastic then the world will end… Not really but you get the point. See I didn't ask a question this time! Give me a cookie! Moving on…

So as you just witnessed so quickly I get moody rapidly part of my bi-polar deal there or it's just me on my period. No wait it's the bi-polar disorder! I get bitchier and I go psycho when I get my period though you can't tell sometimes only my best friend can mostly because I'm beating up on her and snapping at her more than usual which again is a lot to begin with. I still wonder why she even likes being friends with me. I think it's because of her saying that I just bring the fun with me or I destroy it whichever is first comes first served really. My brain is broken now I over used it today trying to figure out my new problem… Yes I will get to it and no I am not stalling! Jeez, ever heard of story build up! Damn get off my back!

Yeah I know I'm a freak don't have to mention it I always know…always. Going on, my problem only just started and really it's going to get even more complicated as I live on so maybe ending my life would be a good idea. No I don't mean right now so don't get upset! I will tell my story so hold your damn horses! Impatient much! Argh! You're more annoying than my best friend!

5 minutes later…

Okay I calmed down now, don't worry I won't hurt you…much. So as I was saying I have this huge problem! I mean huge like a big pimple on your nose!! Well not that gross but yeah its still bad. Well I wonder if I should start with my life first or should I just jump into my problem? No I'm not asking you!! Fine if you're going to be that way then I'm going to 'stall' some more by telling you all about my life! Ha! Take that and shove it up your ass!!

(Cough) Sorry, sometimes I just let my anger and annoyance take over me but I'm better now I swear! So starting off I was born October 31st…nah I'm just pulling your leg! I was born October 1st really. The beginning of the greatest month ever! I'm happy to be a fall baby and of such an evil month too! I'm 17 years old soon to be 18 and getting through the beginning of my Senior year in high school. Through out my life in school it was okay sometimes I was treated like shit and everyone usually picked on me and sometimes I kicked their asses for doing so. I’m good with my fists and my words, but mostly fists!

I try to refrain from fighting now since this is my final year and I just can't wait to get the hell out! Well moving along now I grew up in a house full of life meaning I had one hell of a big family! I had three sisters who I didn't enjoy that much and five brothers along with two half sisters, three half brothers, and four step sisters, and one step brother. I'm not bothering to say names because they are unimportant to my big problem here and it would just confuse you anyways I know it does me! I knew most of them my whole life and I still have yet to remember most of their names it makes for one hell of a reunion that's for sure, we literally have to wear name tags.

Well I'm not the oldest that would be one of my brothers who is about thirty years old or something, the youngest would be three years old and that would be one of my half sisters the other is about twelve I believe. There are about five of them that are under me and the rest is older than I am so I guess you could say I'm the middle child out of my outrageous family. I love them and hate them at the same time which is interesting to say the least. To tell the truth I don't know where I would be without my family but that's another story that will be told soon enough just not now. No I will not tell that one instead you were the one being annoying so you have to listen, now LISTEN!!!

My family wasn't rich but we got by better than you think. I have three step-parents, two dads, one mom, and my two original parents that gave birth to me. I see all of them all the time so regularly since even if my parents divorced each other that doesn't mean they don't like each other as friends so we live in a big house aside from the older siblings of mine who are either in college, have their own families, or just working. I was soon to be hopefully in college as soon as I figure out what to do with my life that is.

I'm undecided for college right now since I enjoy many things but I do know I want to learn more about the business world, but enough about school, college, and my family. Yes, I know you're happy about going on but I'm not quite to the point of my problem. Really it all started this morning…

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Waking up was never a hard thing for me I mean with a house full the racket alone could wake everyone across the equator! So it was no problem getting up this morning all I heard was screaming going by my room and my bluish green eyes shot open showing annoyance. I grumbled under my breath I don't even know what I said I was still half asleep when I looked over to my clock. It said 5 a.m. in the morning. IN THE FUCKING MORNING! I don't wake till 6 and here I was just about wide awake and there was no way I would get back to sleep either, not with the screaming going on outside my room. I actually pondered why there was screaming so early in the morning but thought otherwise, this family had tons of problems no need to think about them.

Getting out of bed wasn't so easy though. I tripped in my blanket since I once more pulled it out from under my bed, and I toppled over my chair at my computer desk and found myself lying upside down in the chair. This was not a relaxing position either. After a few tries I did eventually get out of my trap of doom and fall onto the floor where my mom thought it was a great idea to check on me because of the racket coming from here though I don’t know how she could have heard it was so damn loud out there. The lights flashed on and I was blinded, another groan came out and I started complaining about the blinding light.

"Oh Erin get over it, hurry up I need you to help Teresa find her clothes in the laundry pile." Great, laundry my nightmare. Well that's my name, Erin. My dad was hoping for a sixth boy before divorcing my mom and thought to name 'him' Aaron, but since I came out a 'girl' they switched it to the girl version of that name being Erin. It didn't make much a change I was pretty tomboyish than my sisters, I rather play football with my brothers than find outfits and shopping with my sisters. I was never considered the beauty in my family no that was Kristy the second oldest sister. She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a heart shaped face. She had everyone wrapped around her fingers to do her biding but me.

No one could control me I could barely control myself enough now there was no way she could try to control me without me going crazy or psycho on her. Well I believe out of all my sisters I was the least pretty. I mean I know I'm pretty I had at least three really cute guys tell me that, but I wasn't beautiful or gorgeous. I was just…plain pretty. I wasn't natural pretty like Tammy the eldest sister, I wasn't Goddess pretty like Kristy, and I wasn't even preppy pretty like Sandra either. I was just…plain pretty. I had brown leading to blonde hair though most say I'm blonde I rather die so I said I'm brown. My hair is shoulder length and slightly layered and my bangs on the sides. Sometimes I would flare my hair out, but usually I'm too lazy in the morning so I just straighten it rather than go through such a long process.

I got up from the ground and searched for some clean clothes. This was almost impossible since my whole room was littered with dirty clothes but I did find a pair of blue jeans unworn and a black shirt, plain like me. My hair seemed pretty decent this morning so I just brushed it and walked out of my room. There I walked to the laundry room where my younger half sister, Teresa was searching through piles of clothes looking for something of hers. She was a 10th grader in high school, she's pretty like everyone since she has my mom's genes which tends to bring pretty off sibling or so she was told. Teresa had black hair from her dad and green eyes from my mom in which my dad had blue reason why I have a mixture of them.

She looked up and smiled to me. I don't know why but she seems to admire me, I mean there really isn't anything to admire at all. I'm just plain pretty, nothing exotic or different, and I seem to find trouble a lot or is it danger? Either way I get hurt in the end so I was considered a danger hazard in my P.E class since I get harmed while no one else and if you happen to be near me you end up getting hurt as well. I don't know why but I seem to just attract danger, I guess that's my hidden super power which isn't such a good super power either.

Okay back to the present of this morning! It wasn't too long well actually it was about half an hour before we were able to find something decent of hers. I guess mom had been skipping out on doing the laundry because almost everything there was dirty or smelly. Reminds me why I do my own clothes because if their not done than at least I had only myself to blame than freaking out on my mom. She was already stressed enough so I tried to leave her be most of the time. Well try is really straining it…

"Mom! Do we have anything to eat for breakfast?" My loud voice rang through out the house demanding her attention which I barely got, "Erin I'm busy just look!" Yeah again I 'try' not to bother her but knowing myself so well that was just a little too hard. Anyways I did eventually find something that was good to eat, it wasn't that nice but it was good that being toast. Or bread first then toast whatever really floats your boat. I ended up burning it too so it was very crunchy with a burnt taste to it. Our house usually doesn't have much food so I'm usually searching through everything to find maybe a crumb of food anything to help my stomach.

I walked through kitchen grabbing my coat off the door and grabbing my book bag before heading out. I walked to school sadly since I hated the bus everyone on there were complete morons who needed to either drop dead or grow brains if they knew how. Yes I know a little harsh, but they were the assholes calling me names like 'Gothic Death', and 'The Devil's Bride' though they sound cool they were really meant to ridicule me for what I was, which I'm goth. A girl who prefers darker things than the light. It's just me I found that I liked being a goth when I realized my favorite color was black though technically its not even a color but still. Then I started finding interests in darker things and reading all this stuff only goths would read which is so stereotypic of anyone.

I really didn't care what others think but ya know it starts to get to ya after a while, so I stopped riding the bus even if they still bother me at school at least there I had friends with me. On the bus I didn't have friends; almost everyone there hated me for one reason or another. I don't understand why but they do so I guess that's enough for me. I brushed my hands up and down my arms as I felt the cold wind blew upon me. It was early September and getting pretty cold. I usually love the fall but this was feeling like winter cold without the snow that is. I hated winter though. It’s too cold for me but I hate summer as well because it's too hot for me. Fall and spring are the only seasons I like since it's usually not too cold and not too hot, it was just right.

Well going on it was pretty cold out since I could see my breath just by blowing a breath out. I hurried quickly though that way I could get to school early and find my best friend, Carly. She's the one that is annoying as hell! I mean never shuts up and always speaking some nonsense and I mean NONSENSE. Sometimes she'll be talking about one thing and suddenly her conversation would change to another if something catches her eye or she remembers something. I mean if people thought I could be random at times then they never meant Carly at all cause she could out do anyone at being random. But I guess that's why I like her so much, she entertains me and she won't leave me alone either but that doesn't matter right now.

All that matters is me getting my ass out of this fucking cold wind. I started to run a little since I didn't want my bookbag jiggling around as I ran. Though I hate running (I seem to hate a lot of things don't I?) I find an…excitement to it. I get very energetic and happy when I run. I guess its sort of a high for me even though I don't do drugs; I'm not stupid to even want to try drugs or smoking. All my friends are like 'oh I did this and you should so do it' yeah like I give a damn. I truly feel innocent towards my friends when they say that since my mom doesn't want to corrupt me or something like that. I mean I have sneaked a few beers before but nothing like drugs but again I wouldn't be stupid enough to try them. No offense to those who have, I just don't think it's for me.

Any who going on, I pretty much ran home trying to get out of the cold. Though all I really did was make it a hell of a lot worse. I mean how stupid could I get? Running while it's freezing out! Of course I was going to get even more cold and then after I would get really hot and sweaty. Boy sometimes I question my intelligence…

Well I did eventually get to school and pretty early too. No one was really there though, I didn't mind since that meant I could go and sit in the library for a while and read. The types of books I enjoy most are fantasy where a person male, female it doesn't matter to me ends up in a strange world, or meets certain people like werewolves, demons, angels, and my favorite vampires. I find vampires to be intriguing since the legends are so…out there ya know. I mean when you read about vampires you hear the whole, they can't be in sunlight which I don't understand because I mean come on all they did was become the dead still living their skin shouldn't have gotten that pale where they can't survive the sunlight could they?

Well another thing I don't understand is the whole can't be seen in pictures or in the mirror I mean come on! Their fucking solid figures their not invisible or ghosts though if you think about it they could be slightly like a ghost or maybe a zombie…hmm…anyways going on I just don't understand where people got this stuff from. Also the not being able to cross running water? Okay…umm…I understand holy water since their like the children of the devil but please can't cross running water!! That's as silly as the picture one!! As you can see I find vampires very interesting for a lot of reasons.

Though I find the legends silly and out there it's pretty much apart of life and it kind of explains why there isn't real proof of vampires at all. Let's get off this topic for now… Moving along I sat in the library for a while reading a book nothing great about it just some book I found in there and thought it would be good which I found it wasn't all that good but whatever. It wasn't long before the school bell went off in my ears making me jump from my seat telling me that school was starting, and everyone would need to start heading to class. My best friend was in my first period class unfortunately, hn just kidding!! I didn't mean it!!

Well my best friend is slightly crazy more like border lining insane but that would be mean so I'll keep with crazy. She has a tendency to love everything about me, I don't mean it in a lesbian type of way either I mean she just loves me like a sister even though I think I have enough of those to begin with. Her full name being Carly Avera. Now don't get the last name fooled with a Mexican she is a full white, Caucasian girl who has light blonde hair that is so long it almost reaches her butt. One of these days she's going to find herself bald though if she keeps annoying me the way she has been lately.

Carly loves to irritate me to near death; I swear if she isn't talking about complete nonsense then she's acting like a total child. I swear this girl isn't a fucking teenager she is a 10 year old kid!! I'm not kidding either, but you'll be finding out soon enough anyways. I got to class like always some students were in there while others weren't. I didn't have to say a thing before being pummeled into a hug by…Carly who else? She swung me around happily. "Erin I missed you so much!!" Carly said happily with a smile as she finally let me down I just glared at her slightly.

"Yeah…Carly I saw you yesterday…" She just laughed with her smile growing.

"Yeah, but that was yesterday I missed your glare!!" I sighed rolling my eyes this was just a typically day for me. "I also missed your sarcasm and the way you get annoyed with me!!" Oh yes, this was normal if you have a hard time believing it then take my word for it this is usual.

"Yeah I bet, hey I found a book you might like I know I didn't…" I mumbled out handing Carly the book I read that morning that was nothing but boring to me. She gave a big 'Oh' before taking it from my hands and becoming quiet as she looked over it. Yeah she was one of a kind get all hyper active when I come around but the minute you hand her a book the girl instantly shuts up and gets interested with the reading material you handed her. It was really the only way to shut her up either that or yell at her but even that doesn't work at times.

"Okay guys get seated! And start your warm ups." I yawned loudly as I took my seat. Our desks were jointed together being able to sit two at a table. Carly sat quietly beside me as she kept her eyes glued to the page she was now reading. I shook my head before poking her in the ribs making the girl jump. "Come on Carly, get to work…" I turned away then and got to work on my warm-ups. I hated doing them they were stupid at times and there was no real point in doing them if they were going to be answered by the teacher herself after about five minutes.

Class was pretty boring, it was physical science. I never did enjoy science that much, especially since in this science class we had a lot of math to do and I hated with a passion that is math!! I hate the person who invented math and I hate Newton for creating calculus as well! Anyways nothing interesting went on in class, all we did was notes and other things that would be of none interest to you, so I'll move on to my P.E class. Carly groaned after we got dressed. I told her exactly what she was going to be doing in this class yet she wanted to take it because I was all she had to blame was herself even though she always finds a way to blame me anyways.

"Ah Erin I don't want to run today!" Carly whined as we stood by the starting line on the track. Yeah, the only thing that sucked was almost everyday we had to run the track with a total of two laps or sometimes more if the class was being dumbass aside from me and Carly then we would end up doing more. Luckily today was just two which was normal for us. I stretched a little getting pumped up for it. I hate running, but for some strange reason I get such a high from doing it. I get excited about running and very energetic as well; Carly mentions that she should make me run more often saying that I was more fun when I was happy and jumpy as I get after running even if I'm dying from breath.

"Oh come on Carly, don't be such a baby! This is going to be fun." I commented as I felt my heart start to race even before we were to run. The wind blew softly against our bodies as we waited for the whistle to go off. The sun was hot as it was over our heads, I let out a bit of breath before hearing the loud whistle. My legs moved quickly and I was running a head of everyone else. My feet hit the ground and kicked me forward as I ran, everyone was way behind me by now and I could feel the sudden high I got from running.

Blood pumped through my veins and pounded in my ears as I took the turn as I already finished half the track. My mind was set down at my feet, I wasn't self-conscious or anything but I found that I run faster when I look down towards my feet than looking up and seeing how much more track I had left. Adrenaline was racing through me and my high was slowing down but still there. The wind blew against my body now but I kept going and I could see the line to finish my first lap. I pushed more power through my legs though they were already tired from my strain of running to begin with.

My breathing was harsh and it sounded like I was hyperventilating as I got closer to the finish line. My teacher look up with a smile as he saw me coming it wasn't anything new I was always first to make my first lap. But today was different some how. I don't know what but I felt it as I got closer to the line. Something was going to happen and in any second. Call it a sixth sense but I could feel instant goosebumps cover my arms as I got just a foot or two closer to the line. Usually when I get goosebumps I knew it meant that something was going to happen and oh did something happen!

I don't know what but there was a black flash within my sight and everything was over, I lost my footing because of it and before I knew it I tumbled forward. Bracing myself everything came quickly; hitting the track, scrapping my arms, hitting my forehead to the ground, and then doing a full flip over and messing my face even worse before landing on my back. The sudden high I get from running was completely gone and in place was sudden pain. I could feel blood dripping down my face as well as my arms, and a very bad headache coming as well.

My breathing was even more labored as I tried to breathe through my nose even though I could feel blood spilling from it. I coughed violently as I picked up my arms while trying to pick myself up. My teacher Coach Hall was right there in a second helping me sit up so the blood pouring from my nose wouldn't clog up and prevent me from breathing further. Carly was way behind last I knew but by now everyone had gotten to me and watching me, looking at me. I felt eyes burning on me as I heard some of them gasp and giving choking sounds as they tried to imagine the pain I was going through.

I didn't know what was going on really. All that I could think about was 'oh shit, oh shit' it just kept repeating in my mind that I didn't even know Coach Hall was talking to me before he snapped his fingers in front of my sight to catch my attention. "Erin are you okay? Is there anything broken?" I heard his country accent in his voice as I shook my head lightly 'no'. Everything I knew at that point was connected and not broken at all aside from my ego and pride that is but that's not something that is too painful.

I then felt someone pick me up and realized it was Jacob one of the football players for the school, he was in my class as well. He placed his hands under my legs and back as he picked me up. I guess he was told to take me to the office because we were heading back inside quickly. Carly I found was right beside us with a worried expression on her face. Even though it hurt like hell I didn't think it was that bad, so when we got to the nurse's office instead of calling home I just asked for something for my headache and to just wrap me up. I didn't feel like putting my mom through more hell than she had already.

Carly thought I was crazy as Jacob said I was the toughest girl he had ever meant. I mean after the collision with the ground I did feel my eyes water but I didn't actually cry about it though. I was pretty calm about it even though my mind was making me panic on the inside the outside I stayed calm. Well long story short my arms were wrapped up as well as my neck was for safety procedure since my little flip might have done some trauma to my neck. I said it was fine but the nurse thought otherwise so I had that wrapped up, it wasn't a neck brace I wouldn't allow her to place one on me at all, so it was just clothe like what she wrapped my arms up with.

My face was cleaned up and I was told that my nose was not broken at all and no fractures either I just had a sudden nose bleed because of all the blood pumping towards my head from running. I was going to have a nice diagonal scar on my forehead but aside from that nothing else was going to be permanent but that. Carly kept asking me questions about the whole incident because she said from her point of view at what she saw it looked like someone tripped me as I was running. I thought that was strange I mean there was no one near me at all. I shook my head at Carly as she actually became serious!

"I'm not joking Erin! I swear it looked like someone tripped you!" I snorted a little from what she said and because I was trying to clear my nose. We both sat in the nurse's office while discussing this. "Yeah Carly someone tripped me…Please, there wasn't anyone near me for one thing and another I just tripped by myself there's nothing to it." Carly looked pretty indifferent about what I said thinking different I sighed before going on. "Look…I did…I saw something flash in front of my eyes, it was black, but I don’t think it was a person maybe some black clothe or something like that."

"But Erin!! I swear it was a va…" Carly stopped talking because the nurse came in telling us we could go off to lunch. The bell had rung a little while back but we stayed put since she told us not to go anywhere. Walking was okay for me I really didn't want to sit around much longer anyways. I grabbed Carly's hand and dragged her through the hall till we were as far away from the nurse's office as possible. Once I found a good spot to stop I turned to her with a frown on my lips.

"Carly don't even say that! Do you honestly believe in that bullshit!" I hissed angrily while giving her the evil eye. Carly just shrugged and looked down. I knew she met well but honestly it wasn't some super natural being like a vampire which don't exist by the way. "But Erin…How else could you explain it? I mean there wasn't any clothe near you and the black like you said vanished once you tripped! What else could it be?" I groaned at her stubbornness, she was very persistence but I was also.

"Look, it could be many things also you know I have poor eye sight, maybe my contact blurred or I was starting to feel faint. Maybe I was just seeing things and so are you!" I turned away this time as I walked from Carly I knew she would follow in which she did, but we were both silent which from the way I talk about her might sound unusual but really after a little splat like that between us we both usually get quiet till one of us says something to break from the funk.

Anyways there was this old legend that always goes around the town I live in. People mostly older ones tell of an inhuman being lurking in the night and preying on others woman or man there wasn't an actual preference for the thing. Some people would say it's a werewolf, others a demon and the most popular one is that it's a vampire. I remembered in middle school before I met Carly I got into the story upon moving here. There's this old boarded up house near the town limits. People say that is where the creature resides in the morning and waits till dusk to come out and prey upon the living and returns at dawn. Again I was into this when I was young so I visited the house.

Well actually I broke in, but still I entered the place and guess what I found…nothing, zip, nada. The place was a bit empty except for some old living room and dining room pieces that were broken in places. I searched the house from the basement to attic and had not found a single thing. I found that it was exactly what everyone said, just a legend. I learned from then that you shouldn't always believe in everything a person says its not always true in which this wasn't.

Carly when I met her was very much into the damn legend even though I told her many times that it was just a myth, legend, a story old people told the younger generation to put belief and terror in their hearts. I even told her I went to the house and searched the place inside and out but she didn't believe me. As Carly put it, "You searched in the morning! If you searched in the night you might have found something…YOUR DOOM!!" Yeah, she's a little excited about that stuff or she's weird…both…

"Hey Erin!" I heard a call and turned around….


Well I hope you all enjoyed this chapter!! I really enjoyed writing it...er typing it really... But it was fun and I hope you all enjoy it and please review!! I'm out...

LostsoulofRegret



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