A/N: The first three chapters have been complete as of this time.
A/N: This is the basic format for the story:
*More information at end of story.
'What the hell?'
I opened my eyes. I was still half-asleep, and as I started to stretch, I found my elbow leaning into another figure in my bed. I turned to see a peaceful head of golden hair.
'Oh. Oh. Ooohhh. Shit. Why did I have to do this to myself?'
A Few Months Earlier
I whistled as I picked out my groceries. It was my day off from work, so I figured I'd just run a few errands, and spend the rest of the day playing games and listening to music. My work didn't leave me with a lot of time to socialize, not that I was exactly a social butterfly to begin with. I only had a few close friends.
After I payed for my items, I started walking home. The store was only a few streets away, so it wasn't long-distance. I saw my apartment coming up. I started to wonder what I'd eat for din-
"Hey, what the hell? Watch where- huh?"
In front of me was girl with golden hair. She wore what seemed to be extremely old-fashioned trousers, and an old shirt. She had fallen from bumping into me, and was shading her eyes, so I didn't see them at the time.
I offered to help her up.
"My bad," I said to her. "I'm just having one of those days."
She tilted her head down as she got to her feet, and started to quickly walk away.
"H-hey," I called after her.
'Whatever.' I sighed as I walked to my apartment building. I walked up the stairs, and set my bags down to get my keys. I opened up my door and set my bags on the kitchen counter. I had just finished putting everything away, when I got a knock at the door.
I opened the door to see the same girl that had bumped into me.
"Sorry to disturb you," she said. "I wanted to say that I am sorry for bumping into like that."
She was looking at the ground, yet she spoke with a bold confidence to her voice. I wonder if maybe she was just better at speaking without looking someone in the eye.
"No worries," I said. She nodded and breathed in and out as if she were about to get something off of her chest.
"May I ask something you? I know it's a bit rude, but..."
"What is it?"
"Um, can- may I come in?"
I was a little skeptical about a stranger coming into my house, but what was the worst that could happen. Well, a lot of things could have happened, actually, but I decided to let her in, anyway.
"Sure. C'mon in."
She was still looking at the floor as she came inside, though she briefly glanced at my apartment. In the front was the living room and the kitchen/dining room. In the back was the bathroom and my bedroom.
"Um, I know this is a bit of a strange question, but may I live here?"
'Excuse me, WHAT?!'
"Wait, wait, wait. Hold on a second. What?"
"I know this is a bit strange, but, you see..."
She looked at me, andy heart almost stopped dead. Her irises were a deep red, and combined with her '30s outfit, and I was already starting to feel like letting her in was a bad idea.
"I know it is a little hard to believe, but I feel like I can tell you this."
For some reason, I could feel the words come before she said them.
"I am a vampire."
'Ok, first, what the fuck? Second, is this really happening, and on today of all days?'
"You're a vampire? Yeah, and I'm Jimi Hendrix."
"Wait, I can prove it." The canines of her teeth began to change from normal to sharp.
"Ok. This is not happening. I passed out when someone bumped into me, and now I am laying on the sidewalk, dreaming."
"I know it's- it is a lot, but I assure you, I am telling the truth. Let me just start with my name. My name is Elle. And yours is?"
"As in Matthew?"
"Yeah. You know, you don't have to talk so formally. I noticed you slipped up a couple of times. It's fine."
"Sorry. It's just, we're expected to talk like that back home."
"Back home, huh? Question, why do you want to live here?"
"I wanted to get out of the 'community' of ours. I wanted to see all of the things humans have done, but your society is pretty different, so I quickly found out about money, and jobs, and taxes, and a bunch of other things I don't really know about. I was actually going to head back when I ran into you."
"Ok, that's cool and everything, but why here? It's a one-bedroom apartment."
"Please? I don't have anywhere else to go."
"Why not try bumping into someone else?"
"Because I'm not sure they'll be as nice as you."
"As nice as- ughhh."
I guess she had a point. I forgave her pretty easily for running into me, and I even let her step foot in my house. Still, letting a vampire live here? I'd have to have a death wish, right?
"Ok, look. If I let you stay, I'll need to know a lot more about you. I don't want to wake up with bite marks on my neck."
"Relax. Vampire's don't bite people, not usually anyway. We eat like everyone else does. Meat, bread, fruit, and vegetables. We just bite people for three reasons."
"And those reasons are, exactly?"
"Well, first is to use our venom. It can transform other into vampire's, but we haven't done that for, like, a century. Second, to drink blood. It's kind of like an energy boost, and it makes us stronger for a while, but you won't have to worry about that. And lastly, if someone gets us mad. But, I promise I won't ever bite you, for any reason."
"Fine, any other things I have to know about?"
"I guess humans seem a lot slower and weaker than us. That could probably be a problem if I get too excited."
She demonstrated by running to the couch and back again. It seemed like a blur racing, like an animated Flash, where I could make out her details, but the edges seemed to mesh together.
"Alright. Anything else?"
"I think that's about it."
"Ok. Well, judging from your outfit, you seem to be a little out of touch, so we're going to fix that up."
"So, I can stay here?"
"Fine. Keep in mind having to take care of another person is already kind of... taxing. I don't really have a lot of money to begin with, and I'd have to explain to everyone why I suddenly have a 'roommate'. It's not like I can just say you walked into my life. There'll be questions about what you do, how we met, and why I decided to let you in. Now, luckily, my landlord won't have a problem with it. I've been living here for like a year and a half. As long as I pay my rent, we should be good. But, the bills'll probably be higher..."
I looked her over for the first time. She really did look like she stepped out of the past. At least she seemed to fix her formal speaking issue, not that it was that big of an issue. I knew she'd have to leave sometime, but at the same time, I knew she didn't have any identification, which would make finding a job an issue. I looked into her deep red eyes.
"Ok. I know the first thing we have to do."
A Few Minutes Later
"I just hope they're the right size. I can't afford to be throwing money away."
"Remind me again, what exactly you were paying money for?"
"I was buying colored contacts. I got you some gold-yellowy ones, so hopefully it balances out your red."
"They're like glasses, used to help people see. But these ones are for changing your eye color. People like to stand out, be unique. So, these will help you look more normal. Anyway, we should probably hit up the clothing store, too. You need to look more... modern if you want to be taken seriously."
"You mean like those?"
She pointed to my blue jeans, red shirt, and black unzipped hoodie (with the hood down). They did nothing to bring out my brown eyes and dark brown hair, although, at least, my shirt had a text logo on it. I usually bought T-shirts with graphics, usually of games or anime.
"Yeah, only these are guy clothes. We need to get you some women's clothes. Unfortunately, I'm not sure about your size, but we'll figure that out when we get there. But, we'll also need to get you some... more 'appropriate' clothes, too."
She stared at me like I was an alien.
Sighing, I took out my phone and looked up an image of a woman in her underwear. Appropriately, the first thing that popped up was for a clothing brand.
She stared at the picture, or rather, the top half. It was like she'd never seen a bra before. Correction, she had never seen a bra before. Ughhhh, this was going to be harder, and a lot more awkward, than I thought. Suddenly, I was elated Vampires wore underwear, too. Helping her with that would be too much.
We got into my car.
"Ok, a couple of things. It's a one-bedroom. That means you'll have to sleep on the couch, got it?"
"Right. Second, and I mean this as much as I can mean anything. DO NOT leave the house while I'm at work. You understand? Not until you're ready. Besides, I can't have you walk everywhere, and running is out of the question. But, I can't have you drive either, with no license. I'll just have to teach you to ride a bike, or something, I guess."
"I got it. Thank you for being so kind to me."
"Yeah? Don't mention it. Seriously, I might start getting second thoughts." I put the key in and turned it.
"Um, I think you did something wrong," she said.
"I'm starting the car. Relax, it's how it works." I reversed and switched to drive, driving down to the clothing store I frequented often.
I was a regular, so the cashier was sort of a buddy of mine.
He did not miss me and Elle walking in together.
"Just try to pick something in your size. Hold on a second."
I walked over to the cashier.
"Hey, uh, Ted?"
"Look at you. A bit old-fashioned, but she's still a hottie."
"It's not like that, Ted. She's just a new roommate."
"In a one-bed?"
"She sleeping on the couch."
"Well, I'd probably let her sleep on the bed."
"Yeah? I'm paying for the apartment, so I decide who sleeps where. Listen, is Carly in today?"
"Um, that girl, Elle's her name. She need some undergarments."
"Gotcha, yeah, she's in. Although it wouldn't hurt have her model some for you."
"Would you just-"
"I got it, Matt." He contacted Carly on his radio.
"Hey, Carl, can you up to the counter for a second."
He turned to me.
"Luckily for you, it's a bit of a slow day."
"Hold on a sec, Ted."
I raced over to Elle.
"Matt? What were you talking about?"
"Nevermind that. Listen to me. A worker is coming to help you. Don't worry, she knows what she's doing. But, don't show her your eyes, for the love of God."
"Don't worry. I wasn't planning on it. Or, 'no worries'."
"Ok, thanks. The last thing I need's someone asking where you got red contacts, and then I'd have more stories to make up. I'm going to pick some stuff out, so just tell me when you guys are done."
After I picked out a few shirts and jeans of my own (along with a couple of hoodies), I talked with Ted a bit about the latest releases and all that.
"Yeah?" Elle was standing behind me with a bunch of clothes. She was staring at the ground.
"Alright, just put there." I pointed to the counter.
Ted scanned the items. He pulled out his radio.
"Thanks again, Carl."
He turned to the two of us and gave the total. I payed.
"Thanks again, Matt."
"No problem, Ted."
As we stepped out of the store, I walked over to the vending machine. I got a lemon-lime soda and some M&Ms. I handed her the candy.
"It's candy. Just eat it. It's sweet. You know, chocolate."
"Oh, chocolate. But why is it different colors?"
"Because they just look like that. They all taste the same."
She seemed to be enjoying the M&Ms quite a bit as we rode home.
"Hold on, I gotta make a stop." I pulled into a strip mall parking lot, parking right in front of a pizza shop.
"I don't really feel like cooking anything today, so I'm going to get some pizza."
"Pizza? Like the bread with the cheese and sauce and meat on it?"
"Yeah. Pepperoni pizza. Just sit tight, and don't talk to anyone, ok?"
It only took a few minutes to get the pizza. I pulled into the apartment building parking lot, and we grabbed the pizza, my soda, and our shopping bags. She raced up the stairs while I locked the car door. I ran up to stairs.
"What the hell was that? You're lucky it's getting dark out. I told you, no running."
"Sorry, it's just that I'm excited. This is so new, and I got new clothes, and I'm going to try pizza, and, and..."
"I get it. Let me just get the door."
I opened the door, and I set the pizza on the table. I pulled out a chair for her, though I'm not really sure why. She could have just done it herself. I guess I was just trying to make her feel at home. Or maybe it was because it was me and a girl, alone, eating pizza in my apartment.
I pushed that thought away. Yeah, like I'd date a vampire!
"Luckily, we got a few things," I said, my full of cheese and sauce. "So, you won't have to go out for a while. I'll pick up some extra stuff tomorrow after work. Once you get your contacts, you'll be able to come out of the house."
"I thought this was an apartment."
"Same thing. You know what I mean. Anyway, what did you get?"
"That worker said she knew your 'style'. So, I got a few shirts and pants like that. She even gave me a sweater like yours. And, I got some night clothes. What are they called, pajamas?"
"Good. Anyway, I'm gonna go play some video games. You can do whatever you want."
I had only eaten about two slices (I was currently eating my third), but after a few minutes of playing, I noticed the box was empty.
"Did you eat all of that?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Was I not supposed to?"
"No, it's just. That was like five slices. I know you hadn't really eaten today, but..."
"Is that a lot? It seemed normal for me."
"That probably would have been nice to mention earlier."
"I didn't know that humans only ate so much. I still have a lot to learn, I guess."
"It's fine. We have a few more months anyway. At least until I move into a better spot. By then, you'll have enough time to figure something out."
A few more minutes go by, and I hear some shuffling. I looked to the side, and I froze. My character in the game was being killed.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"I'm changing into my pajamas."
"I get that. But you can't do it here."
"Oh, my God, you're sheltered. Look, you see that door, that's the bathroom. Change in there."
"Oh, so you do have a bathroom. What's that door over there?"
"That's my room. Don't go in there. Just hurry and change. Jesus, you almost..."
"Nevermind. I'll just have to lock that image away."
Turns out, she took a LOT of time in the shower, partially because I had to show her what exactly my version of soap was. Apparently, they didn't have body wash where she came from, just bar soap. I put a mental note to buy her a luffa. After she dried off, she changed into a pair of shorts, and a tank top, her pajamas. I jumped in and took a quick shower.
"Ok. I'm off to bed. You can watch some TV. Here's the channel buttons, the volume, and the on/off. Got it, ok. Just sleep whenever you get tired I guess. Just make sure to turn the TV off when you do."
I climbed into bed wondering what I'd gotten myself into. Still, if I didn't help her, who would. She clearly didn't want to go back home. I guess it wasn't all bad. At least I had someone to talk to, with my friends out of town. Maybe I could teach her how to play video games. As long as she didn't crush the controller.
So, this was my new life. Not that different, but never the same. I was going to find out what it was like having a vampire for a roommate. I prayed for good luck.