I got carried away with Mercy Jackson and couldn't see clearly until I wrote Sam (the good guy)'s diary. I'm not overly happy with it, I think it might need a bit of work, he seems to complacent and whiny. 

The Diary of Sam White

Wednesday March 13th 2013

My life is a bit shit. I work as a barman in a local pub. It’s not the most exciting job and certainly not a job that I want to have for the rest of my life. It’s actually rather dull. All the women who come in here think they can get a free drink if they flirt with me a little. It’s pathetic. I am not so easily swayed.

However I guess working as a barman isn’t so bad; it pays the bills at least. My flat is small but it is a place to rest my head. I quit school at sixteen, it wasn’t worth the effort. A life within the system isn’t much of a life but I got out when I could and now I am in control of my own life.

She came in today, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was angelic. She had the biggest eyes I’ve ever seen and they were coloured almost purple. She had long blonde hair that was wavy, it flowed down her back. After seeing her I didn’t think I’d see anything as beautiful again. She didn’t approach the bar, she stayed in her seat, a table near the wall but I felt her presence all night.

Now I am home and in bed, I know I shall dream of her tonight. I wish I will see her again.

Thursday March 14th 2013

She was back again today, smiling at me. She approached me and started flirting. It seemed she wasn’t after a free drink. If I wasn’t much mistaken, she was after me. She made her intentions very clear. I couldn’t believe she wanted me, that I was the one of her affection.

I felt myself drawn to her; I forgot what my life was like before she entered it. I wanted her to consume me body and soul. She seemed distracted, like I distracted her. She kept getting closer to me, almost pulling me over the bar.

I wished she had taken me then, my desire for her was pumping through my body. I do not know her yet I want her so badly. I know she saw the disappointment in my eyes as she pulled away from me. She left then, leaving me in the darkness.

I felt consumed by my desire to want her. Never had I felt so possessed, it was like she had cursed me. I did not feel myself yet I did not want to be free of her.

Friday March 15th 2013

She has disappeared. She didn’t come into the bar tonight. She has been in my thoughts every waking hour. She haunts me dreams, she haunts my hopes, and she haunts my life. Now she is gone, I feel torn between reclaiming my life and finding her.

She made my life worth living. Transformed it from the dark and dreary life it once was and into a glorious explosion of colour and excitement. I cannot go back to that darkness, I will not. My life is meaningless without her in it.

My life has become a ridiculous circus of events. I had a taste of heaven and then it was taken from me. I want to find that heaven again and I want to hold on to it forever. I do not feel myself. I don’t think I can be trusted anymore.

Saturday March 16th 2013

I took her out to lunch today. I felt joy at having her back in my grasp again. Her presence has a calming and dangerous effect on me. I feel calm in her presence but I also feel unsafe. I have a feeling around her, she feels dangerous, and I know she’s dangerous but I just can’t help myself.

I spent the day talking about myself, she doesn’t seem to talk about herself but I find that I do not care as long as I am talking to her. I am glad she is back in my life, I felt myself despairing when she was gone.

She took me by surprise again; she came so close to me. I felt her drag her nose up and down my neck, goosebumps erupted on my neck and down my spine. I felt myself falling into her and I wasn’t able to stop it. She could have taken me then and there and I would have done nothing.

She was teasing me, keeping me on the brink of excitement. She’d hooked me and she knew it. I was hers for the taking. I needed no other. Yet she still denies me, when will she let this torment end, when, when. I need her to belong to me now or I feel I will fade away completely.

Sunday March 17th 2013

Sunday is a day of rest for all those who believe in religion. I have Sunday’s off work so they are a day of rest for me also. I used to occupy my free time with x-box games, television and the internet but now they all seem so unimportant now. I don’t want to waste my time on the stupidity of the rest of the human race when there are plenty of other things to occupy my time with.

She has not talked to me, she has not contacted me. I must see her, I feel like I am going insane. I must speak to her. I have phoned her countless times today but she does not answer. I tried to think of what I had done wrong but I can think of nothing. I wish to be with her, I wish to belong to her.

I cannot stop my shaking, my brain feels compressed, and it feels small and weak. I do not feel like myself, I feel like a puppet of her ministrations. What has become of my life that I cannot see my life beyond when it contains her? I do not even know her name, how stupid is that for a man who has fallen in love. Does she even feel the same way as me? I have to know if she loves me.

Monday March 18th 2013

I have not seen her for a while and my life seems like it is getting back to normal. I feel less obsessed, less out of control and more myself. I used to despair without her in my life but now she seems nothing but a distant memory. How can I feel this way so soon, how can I go from one extreme to the other. From loving her unconditionally to forgetting she even existed.

Now I lie in unimaginable pain from what has happened to me tonight. As I walked home from the bar it was raining and the night was horribly dark. I didn’t see her coming, I didn’t hear a thing. I was unable to stop what happened. I was already too late to save myself as I felt a set of teeth clamp down on my neck.

I am unaware of what happened next as I think I passed out. The pain was unbearable and my screams never ended. Through the pain I felt myself changing, I knew I wouldn’t be the same again. She had changed me; she had forced me into something new. I do not know if she loves me or not but I will never escape her now.

Tuesday March 19th 2013

I awoke feeling stronger than ever. There was a painful scratchy feeling in my throat, it hurt and I was hungry. She seemed scared this morning, jumpy. She seemed pleased to see me but something was distracting her.

That was when I heard them, they attacked the apartment, and they came silently, dressed in black and welding great weapons. They looked like they meant business and for the first time I saw real fear in her eyes.

I didn’t mean to kill them but the impulse was too strong. I saw them near her, I saw her panic and I saw red. My instincts kicked in and I had to take action. They broke like used toys, they didn’t stand a chance against my new strength. I killed them like the spindly sticks they were and then I feasted on their blood.

It was delicious; drinking from them sated my hunger. I felt powerful and dangerous. I saw the eye of my love, her desire was obvious. It was then I realized what had happened and what I had become. I was part of the devil. I was a Vampire.