Say You Remember Me

I arched my back with a gleeful smirk on my smudged red lips. Humans are really too easy. They fall so hard for a woman in barely any clothes and big breast. They act like women were the ones that fall for them, but really, they totally fell for me. And why shouldn’t they, after all?

I wasted no time in killing him and handing him off to Raquel, a vampire that worked for me. I got dressed back into my black cocktail waitress “dress”, fixed my newly dyed blonde hair, reapplied some makeup, and went back inside in search of another victim.

I slowed my pace by a promising looking man and made sure to sway my hardly covered hips. Just to make sure he was watching, and for extra tease, I looked over my shoulder and gave him a sultry smile.

A few minutes later, I was still un-harassed by my target. Appalled, I walked back over where he was and watched him flirt shamelessly with two less beautiful human girls. His hair was dark and so were his eyes and he had a great body and a mischievous smirk.

Wait a minute….

I looked closer and realized my stupid mistake. He was a vampire. Of course! How could I have been so silly?

I walked over to him, anyway, mostly to piss the human girls off. “Hi,” I said in a low, velvety voice. As I thought, the two mortals looked at me as though they would do harm to me. Oh, what a laugh. Perhaps I’d have some human girls on my menu tonight. Yes, it was decided: these two were going to dine at Bloody Mary’s. I didn’t care if they were this vampire’s meal or not; they were so mine.

The vampire smiled at me, recognizing me as one of his own. “Nice to see a familiar face.”

“Is it? I don’t believe we’ve met before,” I said with a laugh. “My name’s Quay.”

Before the vampire could say anything, one of the girls—a toe head blonde and, unlike my dye, it looked horrible on her—scoffed at me. “What kind of name is Quay?”

I smiled a dangerous smile. This girl was going to be the top of the menu. “Short, darling, for Monique. And it’s better than your name, I’m sure. No, no, don’t tell me. Your name is…..Mandy, yes?”

The blonde crossed her arms. “Tracey.”

I decided I liked Mandy better. “Well, Mandy, now that you’ve introduced yourself so rudely, perhaps these other two should like to get a word in,” I pointed at the other girl, a light brunette. “You. What’s your name?”

The girl rather froze a moment but soon got her composure. She smiled at me in a way that suggested that maybe she liked women as well. “I’m Cassie," she said flirtatiously.

I wrinkled my nose, unabashedly disgusted with her. Lowering my voice, I bent to her level--causing her to grin like a happy dope--and said, "I don't think you realize, honey, but I'm not into women."

Cassie was taken aback but smiled quickly, winking at me. "For now you don't."

Ew. I turned to the vampire and smiled politely. "And your name, doll?"

He smirked. "Edwin."

I wet my lips slowly. "Mmm, sounds yummy." I sauntered over to him, wrapping my arms round his shoulder and whispered, "You know, you can have these girls now or later at Bloody Mary's."

Edwin smirked at me. "And pay for what I've caught? Don't think so."

"Aw," I pouted. "Just let me have one, please? I promise I'll give you a freebee at my place?"

Edwin considered and gestured at the women. "Take your pick, sweetcakes."

I smiled triumphantly. "Aw, you're too sweet." I smiled right at Cassie. "C'mon, darln."

Poor, ignorant Cassie thought that I had changed my mind about liking women. What I really changed my mind about was killing her. No woman suggests interest in me and gets away with it. That's just......ew. Not me. Not me at all.

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Business was booming at my lovely restaurant. Booth, however, was annoying the hell out of me. He was drunk on Cassie. Out of sheer drunkenness, he looped his arm lazily around my waist, tugging me into him and giving my cheek a slobbery kiss.

I wiped my cheek. “Eww, Booth! I just applied makeup and you freaking A slobber blood on me? What the fuck?”

Booth found major amusement in this as he planted another kiss on my cheek. He ran his tongue over his bloodstained lips. “Still got a bit in my mouth. Ya wanna taste?”

I shoved Booth’s shoulder. “Shut up with the corny pick-up-lines, darln’.”

He shoved his face in my neck with a laugh.

“I mean, it, Booth, stop it.” When he still wouldn’t budge, I added, “I’m warning you….”

By now we had attracted a crowd and Booth was getting cocky. He smirked up at me, his green eyes glinting. “Watchya gonna do, hmm?”

I raised a brow and smirked. “What am I gonna do?”

Booth, now really cocky, smiled at the growing crowd. “Yeah. C’mon, Mary.”

I smiled evilly. “You asked for it,” I said in a low voice. I raised my voice and nearly shouted, “Ashley Seeley Booth, you knock it off right now!”

If Booth were human, he would have turned beat red. As the crowd burst in laughter, mocking him with his newfound name, the confident smirk fell from his face instantaneously. He had a “I can’t believe you just did that” look for a little while before he glared at me hatefully.

I backed up, holding out my hands. “Now, now, Booth. A good gentleman should never hit a lady…”

Booth advanced hotly. “I’m not a gentle-man, Mary.”

I burst into laughter as I ran out of the building. “Wyatt!” I screamed, running behind a big, burly vampire. He was as tall as I was, well shorter than Booth, but he was strong and he fought dirty—street fighter.

When Booth ran outside to “beat me”, carrying the crowd behind him, he froze when he saw Wyatt. I swear I saw him gulp.

I laughed mutely and pointed at Wyatt, taunting Booth.

Booth chuckled without humor. Still warily staring at Wyatt, Booth muttered, “You’re a little cheat, Eves.”

I giggled. “You know I love you, my darling Ashley!”

Booth started forward. “I’m gonna kill you, Evangeline!”

“You can’t insult me with different names, my darling!” I taunted.

Booth had immediately stopped and started backing away as Wyatt advanced very slowly. “Oh yeah?” he shot back, his voice wavering. “Not even the old days when you dated a girl and called yourself Brittney because she loved Brittney Spears?”

My eyes bugged and my anger flared. Booth knew how to push my buttons. “Ashley Booth, you take that back! I am no chic-lover and you damn well know it!”

“Brittney!” Booth said in a sing-songy voice.

I rushed at him. “You’re dead! Wyatt, he’s mine now!”

“Ahaha!” Booth laughed, running backwards.

“I hope you trip on a piece of wood!” We were running with all our vampiric strength and had lost the crowd ages ago.

“You know you can’t live without me, sweetness!”

“I can to!” I lunged, landing right on top of him and pinning his back to the ground.

Booth cried out and groaned and I immediately jumped off in a right. “Oh my God!”

Then he started laughing. “You….ass….hole….” I cursed in between throwing chunks of branches at him.

Booth continued to laugh it up and I swear I nearly killed him. I jumped him again, pinning his back down. He smiled up at me and pulled hair away from my face. “I hate you with blonde hair,” he murmured.

I grinned, narrowing my eyes. “Shut up.”

He smirked. “But they’re right. Blondes do have more fun, yeah?”

I considered his words and shrugged my shoulders. “Fair enough, I suppose.”

Booth smiled, pulling my face down to crush my lips with his own.