Adonis
The first time I saw her was outside the main door of the nightclub at Mellow Street.
It's been so long since a woman had gotten my attention and not only was I mesmerized by her red hair but also by the way my heart skipped when her eyes met mine for just a second. I almost held my breath at that moment. Everything else was invisible and all I could see was her.
She might not have seen me through the black tinted windows of my car but those eyes let on more than it appears. She looked troubled as if looking for something.
I didn't get the opportunity to talk to her; I lost sight of her. As I turned to direct my driver to stop the vehicle at that point, I'd lost her. She wasn't there anymore.
I usually get picky with nightclubs. This makes my driver drive around town every Friday night just to get to one nightclub that'll be to my taste. I hate mingling with humans, especially those with bad blood.
But tonight, this is the first club we've come to and surely will be the last.
"Will you be going in, sir?" Gregory, my driver of over fifty years asked.
"I think I should," I replied.
I looked around one more time, checking if she'll turn up but nothing. I didn't see the red—haired siren who had managed to get my attention for the first time in two hundred years.
Before opening the car door, I turned to look at Gregory, "You should go home to your family tonight, Gregory. I'll find my way home"
"I already informed them I'll be staying late, sir. I'll be around, you can call me when you're done"
Gregory's loyalty has lasted more than I expected. He's been working with me for more than fifty years, even when I've changed countries more than three times.
Even though I never told him my secret, he knew I'm human and for a long time, he'd kept mute about it.
I've managed to stay as invisible as possible, trying not to get any unnecessary attention to myself, which has helped. No one has ever wondered why a man has lived for more than two hundred years and still looked like a thirty—year—old because I never stayed too long in the same place or the same country.
I'm lucky to be among the remaining five existing vampires in the world, despite how hard vampire hunters are trying to take us off the surface of the earth.
Opening the car door, I surveyed my environment before walking out. Once I got closer to the bouncer, I brought out my VIP card, then realized it was for the club I'd gone to last Friday.
I quickly placed it back in my pocket and moved closer to one of them. With my hands in my pocket, I stood, watching him scrutinizing me from head to toe.
"You can go in, sir" He finally said, after probably assuring himself that I was a VIP.
"How much is your VIP card?" I asked.
"Fifty bucks"
"Where can I get one?"
"The manager will sort that out inside"
I nodded, about to go in when I stopped and decided to ask about the siren I'd seen.
"Have you seen a red—haired girl tonight? She was standing right here when I saw her" I said pointing to the pillar I'd seen her standing beside.
"No, I don't think so. A lot of people have been here tonight. Recognizing one would be difficult"
"I bet you'll recognize this one if you've seen her. Find a way to inform your manager that he should see me" I instructed.
I walked into the party.
This club is in a prominent and rich environment, so I couldn't have expected less from them. They were two DJs at the edge of the club, standing behind their instrument and doing what they love to do best.
The blasts reverberated through the chest cavity and tens of people yelling "what, I can't hear you" at one another, or pretending to hear what the other person said and laughing.
I went straight to the bar, waited for one of the bartenders to finish an order before I tabled mine.
That made me turn around to look at the bodies dancing, screaming, and smiling while enjoying the beat of the music.
"What can I get you?" A bartender screamed, getting my attention.
"A VIP section and the most expensive drink here"
He looked at me surprisingly as if he wasn't expecting me to say that.
"Your card, sir" he stretched his hands out after recovering from the shock.
I gave him my card and waited for him to remove whatever amount he needed.
While waiting, I saw a red—haired woman. I'm not particularly sure about who it was but I followed to make sure it was her.
Before I could move to follow her, the bartender stopped me, giving me back my card and instructing me to follow a female waitress to the VIP section. When I turned, I lost track of her again.
"This way, sir" The waitress grabbed my attention, leading the way. I realized her uniform was the same as the one I saw on my siren.
So I decided to ask about her.
"How many red—haired females work here?" I asked as soon as we got to the VIP section where the noise was lower.
"That'll be Bella. She's the only red hair working here, sir"
"Can you get her to attend to me tonight?" I requested.
"I'm sorry sir but she's in charge of another client, precisely the one in the room next to you and it'll take a while before she's free. I can give you anything you want"
I knew what her last statement meant but I didn't care. My mind was hell—bent on one person.
"Leave" I instructed.
She suddenly brushed her finger against her hair, "I could give you what you want, handsome"
"Do not make me repeat myself, leave!" I roared, almost not recognizing my voice.
She screamed out without thinking twice.
