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fact, if I would added up all the time I had spent hating her, it would far outweigh the time I, well, tolerated her. But she had made the effort to see me, the effort to connect, and, dammit, there had been something there. A spark. I was sorry to see her go.
    Whether or not the vampire in the desert had made it out alive, I didn’t know, but I doubted it. He was as good as dead, and I didn’t feel much sympathy for him at all. And the entity within him would simply depart, only to find another host. A very sick circle indeed.
    The entity within me, throughout the course of the day, had mostly settled back into the darkest corners of my mind, where she would stay, waiting for more blood, waiting for more pain, and waiting, also, for a special someone.
    That special someone had yet to make another appearance, but I often sensed him nearby, watching me. Waiting for me. Waiting for me to...what? I didn’t know. Come around, perhaps. After all, her special someone was special, indeed...none other than the Count himself. I just happened to like the guy, which made me question who and what I was all over again.
    I checked the time on my phone again. 3:22 a.m. When did these places close down, anyway?
    I didn’t know, but by now, there were only a few cars left in the parking lot.
    At 3:45, the last car drove away. I recognized the silhouette of the thick neck of Rick, the manager, as his car receded down the street. I used my vampire senses to see if anyone was still inside the strip club. Empty.
    That was also the time I got out of my minivan, which I’d discreetly parked down the street. With a spring in my step, I approached the strip club, carrying the can of gasoline by my side.
     
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    It didn’t take me long to dowse the structure with gasoline. That I did so with a surprising glee should have been alarming. I never knew I had such an inner arsonist.
    I stood a few dozen feet away, and held up the fancy lighter I’d purchased at a smoke shop for just this occasion.
    The strip club had brought so much pain to my life. The strip club had been the beginning of the end of my relationship with Danny.
    I hated the strip club, even if it had brought an unlikely friend into my life. The friendship had been bumpy and likely would have remained so. I likely would never have truly forgiven her, but I had been willing to try, and so had she.
    Either way, it was time to close this chapter of my life...
    In a grand fashion.
    I held up the lighter, flicked it to life, and tossed it into a nearby pool of gasoline.
     
    The End
     
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    Chapter One
     
    Class was over.
    I was making my way to my car in the dark, my backpack slung over my shoulder, when the girl came running up behind me. We had exited class together, junior year United States history, when I heard her fall into step behind me. I didn’t have to turn and look to know I was being followed. I didn’t even have to turn and look to know who it was, because I could smell her.
    It was the new girl. Well, new as of two weeks ago. And she smelled of flowers and shampoo and clean clothing. She also smelled of curry, which is why I knew who she was, since most girls smelled of only flowers and shampoo.
    I’ve always liked unique girls, as much as I can like anything.
    I had just clicked my car door open, using the keyless remote, when I heard her footsteps pick up their pace. She was moving faster,