Morella
Morella shouldn’t have let Lenore convince her to come to this stupid club.
Lenore and Berenice were off somewhere chatting it up with strangers, and here was Morella, hiding in the corner of the room while some drunk creep hit on her.
“Come on, baby, gimme a smooch! Your boyfriend doesn’t have to know.”
Ugh! Who talks like that? Morella thought. She usually tried to be nice to everybody, but even she had limits.
“I don’t have a boyfriend,” she murmured.
“Then what’s the problem?” the douchebro whined. “What are you, gay or somethin’?”
“So what if she is?” a new voice said.
Both Morella and the creep turned their attention to the brunette woman who had approached them.
“Is this dope bothering you, sweetie?” asked the newcomer.
Morella could only manage a pathetic “Uh…”
She knew what the other girl was doing — pretending to be Morella’s girlfriend to intimidate the creep into leaving. Morella was totally willing to play along, she was just distracted by just how pretty this girl was. Her flowing bole hair, her brilliant emerald eyes, her lithe dancer’s body — she was perfect.
“Get lost, bitch!” the creep shouted at Morella’s new crush.
Morella’s vision ran red. This thug could harass her all night long, but leave the pretty girl out of it!
“Screw you, lunkhead!” the redhead snapped. “Don’t talk to my g-g-girlfriend like that!”
Then she kicked him in the balls.
“Crazy bitch!” the creep growled once he’d stopped screaming. He slinked off to the bar.
“Yeah, you’d better run, dicknose!” the brunette called after him. She turned to look back at Morella. “You alright?”
“Y-yeah!” Morella exclaimed, maybe a bit too loudly. “Thanks so much! I’m Morella, what’s your name?”
The other woman’s face fell.
“What?” Morella squeaked worriedly. “Did I say something wrong?”
“No, no,” the brunette denied. “I was just thinking about — forget it. I’m Ada.”
She offered her hand, which Morella shook enthusiastically.
“And I’m Morella!”
“You said that already.”
“Oh.”
Ada snickered. That was cute. Her voice was nice. Her smile was pretty.
“Hey, Ada?”
“Yes?” Ada gave her an enticing smile.
Morella gulped. Okay. Here goes nothing.
“I know we just met, but you’re really pretty. Like, really pretty. Do you wanna… I mean…”
“Let’s make out in a bathroom stall!” Ada declared.
Morella’s brain almost shut down. “Oh… Okay! Yeah! I’d like that!”
Morella practically bounded to the restroom. On the way, Ada began to poke at her own ear oddly and mutter to herself.
“Is something up with your ear?” Morella asked. “Do you use a hearing aid? It’s okay if you do!”
“Ah, no,” Ada replied, sounding as if she was only half paying attention. “It’s a tic.”
“Okay,” Morella said. Hey, she didn’t want to pry.
As they entered the bathroom together, Morella felt her excitement build.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she gushed, turning towards Ada. “I don’t normally — AAAH!”
Ada was brandishing a wooden stake, a threatening look in her eye. Morella backed away until her back was pressed against the wall.
“Fucking vampire,” Ada hissed. “Dragging me away from my friends while your buddies pick them off.”
“What?” Morella yelped. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“Don’t play dumb with me!” the brunette shrieked. “I saw your fangs!”
Aw, crud.
“Okay, so I am a vampire!” Morella confessed. “But I don’t know anything about your friends, I swear! Are…” She bit back a sob. “Are you gonna kill me?”
Ada’s scowl morphed into a confused frown. “Um, I…”
For a moment, the two stared into each other’s eyes.
Eventually, Ada let out a soft (and adorable) “Uh oh…” before her eyes glazed over and her face went lax.
“Oh, right,” Morella muttered to herself as she realized what had happened. “Hypno-eyes.”
Gingerly, Morella took the stake and tossed it away.
“Ada, uh, go to sleep!” she commanded.
Ada’s green eyes shut as she flopped into Morella’s arms.
Lenore burst into the restroom.
“Morella! There you are!” the dark-haired girl exclaimed. “Things went tits up! There are hunters here!”
“I know,” Morella replied, indicating the unconscious girl in her arms. “This is Ada. She tried to stake me, but I guess I instinctively knocked her out.”
“Great!” Lenore chirped. “Let’s bring her with us!”
“What?”
Lenore gave Morella a terrifying smile. “We’ve got ourselves a hostage.”