The Definition of Evil

By Emily Faerber

"I'm not one of the good guys."

"What're you saying?"

"I'm a villain. A murderer. My soul is eternally damned."

She stretched back, sliding her feet along the warm soft grass as she looked up at the speckled night sky, a smile playing across her lips. "That's not a secret."

"Huh?" He watched her, confused.

"I've known since the first moment I saw you. I'm not stupid."

"But how?"

"It was easy. Pale skin, excruciatingly beautiful, avoidance of sunlight, clearly you're a vampire." Her smirk grew.

"If you know I'm a vampire, then why are you here? Why are you smiling?"

"Because you think that you're evil." Reaching into her back pocket, she pulled out a knife and opened up the blade, pressing it against the back of her arm. "I know you're the pathetic type that won't drink human blood."

"What are you doing?!"

In one quick motion, she pulled the sharp metal across her skin. "You don't even have to bite. Look at how much blood has come out already."

He stood up, but she grabbed his wrist and stopped him from retreating. "Please," he whispered, "I don't want to."

"It smells good, doesn't it?"

"Yes," he conceded, looking away.

"And it's just dripping down my arm and onto the ground. Isn't this such a sad waste?"

"Stop it!"

"Don't you see? You're not evil at all."

"Let me go!"

She released him, laughing loudly as she raised her arm to her mouth, kissing the wound with her lips. "Me, I'm evil," she said, licking the blood off her lips. "And I've been daydreaming about this moment since I first laid eyes on you."

A sound that was a mixture of a whimper and a growl came from his throat, then he turned and ran, his legs carrying him faster than any human's could. She watched him, her eyes glinting with a sadistic satisfaction. Closing the knife, she returned it to her pocket and left in the opposite direction.

A/N: While I was reading Twilight by Stephenie Meyer, I kept thinking of what I would do if I was in the story. The book is great, but I'm infinitely more morbid than Meyer and I was very disappointed at the lack of blood (it's a vampire story!) So, should I ever meet a sissy vampire who won't drink human blood . . .