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    “I do not understand why they wanted to devour me ,” I said observing Eros looking at the horizon. It seemed he avoided looking at me.
    “They want your blood ,” he said, in the same position.

“They were told you're the daughter of Vincent!” he continued. “Just I don’t understand how.”
    “And what does it means to them?” I asked.
    “Eternity!” he stared at my face. “They want to drink your blood to be like us.”
    “Because they're not eternal?” I asked.
    “They are only creatures that will last a hundred years, nothing else. They have no powers like us and they have no eternity,” he explained.
    I approached him . I wanted to look at his face as he spoke although part of his hood was covering his face, but the colors of his eyes were expressive.
    “To become like us ...everyone must drink the blood of your father...or you.”
    He stared at me reinforcing what he said.
    “Why does Vincent transform them into 'pre- vampires'?”

The name 'Vincent' sounded best to ask that question, instead of using the words ‘my father.’ I was referring to the creature that turned human beings into those ugly creatures and not to what generated me.
    “If they stay here in their human forms, they would not survive for many hours. This is where Vincent bites them and makes them as they are, that is, mortal creatures that e xist for a short time.” He paused. “Vincent doubles their lifetime, making them resistant to certain things.”
    “So do only my father and I possess powers to turn people into vampires?” I asked, surprised.
    “Yes,” he said and walked to the side, out of my way. “Now do you understand the power you have?” he asked.
    “I feel like a monster!” I whispered.
    “And you are,” he said looking back at me.
    I felt revulsion within me, for being a monster.

I sat on the floor with my knees to the side. I was weak. I still needed blood. My body reacted strangely and every moment that passed I lost vivacity.
    Then I put my hands on the stone to support my discouraged body.
    Eros realized there was something wrong with me.
    “I need blood ...” I said unconsciously.
    Eros didn’t think twice. He approached me and was standing in front of me. He extended his left arm, wrapped the cuff, leaving his pulse exposed.
    “Drink it!” he ordered and held out his wrist for me to drink his blood.
    “I cannot!” I shook my head at him, reinforcing my words of denial.
    I was afraid something bad would happen to him and I would lose him forever.

“Drink it! I fed a few minutes ago,” he insisted.
    Eros had killed his thirst by blood with a pre- vampire, shortly before he was with me in the hallway of the club.
    “My blood still runs hot in my veins!” he said.
    “I'm scared...of losing ... you ,” I confessed, gazing into his gray eyes.
    “Nothing will happen to me! Just I'll be a little weak!”
    “No.”
    “Come on!” he ordered.
    I looked at his wrist for some seconds, until I had the courage to do what he had ordered me.
    My lips touched his cold fist. I was encouraged by the fresh blood that ran in his arteries. Within moments my sharp teeth penetrated his flesh.

His blood ran down his pale skin, marking around my lips. I was sucking his sweet blood with such despair. I couldn’t hold my lust for blood.
    Eros was writhing around. He felt great pain and discomfort at my bite and then he pressed his lips followed by his short groans. When he sensed it was time to stop me, he brutally pulled his wrist away from my lips.
    With his other hand he held his bloody wrist and pulled the site of the bite . It was a way to prevent his blood going down and diminish his pain.
    I sat down, reinvigorating my energy as I felt better. I was delighting in the blood that ran through him.
    When I felt fully conscious and powerful, I looked at him.
    His weakness controlled his body. He was worn for minutes, until he returned to his normal state. Immediately...he was again the same