<span style="font-weight: bold"> Club Rage</span><br/><br/>The scene was the same as any other night Bella had gone out, the scent of desperate humans fueled by only three things, sex, depression, or anger. While the loud thunderous beat of the bass boomed and the mingling scent of sex and sweat blended together, Bella's gaze was forefront debating her prey for the night, though her thoughts were a million miles away, on Nathan. The first taste of that sweet blood had her craving more, nearing to the point that she would ravage the sad human, but she wasn't going to let the elders win this one. Though they sure had made it tough as hell to refuse, so why had Bella kept Nathan as a PNC then?<br/><br/>Simple!<br/><br/>She did it to give the elders the false sense that she was going to bend to their will like all the other pussies of the vampire race. Where most vampires feared them Bella sought to refuse them. Most seemed to treat them like gods, why? They were the same as her or any other vampire, besides their age and long existence.<br/><br/>Bella's thoughts where interrupted as her blonde friend nudged her from her thoughts. Bella had been stock still in the ocean of dancing bodies, now that she was starring at the disappointed gaze of her friend she knew it had been a mistake. On each arm of her friendbwas a male, human, one seeming cocky while the other was shy and just barely oldenough to get into the door of the club.<br/><br/>"This is Jim and this one is... I forgot." Bella's friend spoke with a fang tipped smile.<br/><br/>She was a good actress, the cocky male Jim, thought he had hit the jackpot with her, what he saw was a drink woman with another pretty female friend. It was clear he didn't have a interest in sharing them with the shy teen. Bella on the other hand didn't have a interest in touching either human, her thoughts kept going back to that bitter sweet blood that ran through Nathan's body.<br/><br/>"I actually have to leave... samething came up. You can have them both... this time."<br/><br/>Bella turned about leaving at the sound of her friends laughter as she hooked up both men with her arms. Exiting out into the darkness Bella made a quick escape back to her home, it wouldn't be much longer before the sun would be up. Walking through the front door she paused as sound echoed through the upper rooms and down to her ears. Music was playing, a instrument of strings no less, had Arnold forgot to turn off his Youtube again? Curiously Bella went up the stairs tracing the direction in which the music came from. Finally pushing the door open she stood framed in the entryway, the sight of Nathan there playing for no one but himself. Once again she felt intrigued by her dinner as she leaned her hip to the side of the doorway.<br/><br/>It wasn't Nathan moving to his music that caught her attention, rather it was the elegant movements and positions in which his fingers moved to hold each cord and note as he strung away at the strings. Her lips pressed together in a thin line as her gaze thoughtfully watched him end the current sound he was playing, was he a artist of music?  Without a further thought Bella walked deeper into the room, walking up to Nathan, but she didn't stop, she kept walking pushing Nathan's body with her own til the wall came up at his back. Her gaze seemed to glow a soft green as she looked to him, her hand lifting up to brushed the side of his neck, more or less... hungry for more of that sweetness he had.<br/><br/>"Give me your hand."<br/><br/>Naturally she didn't have a interest in bitting his neck... or anywhere else for that matter, the contract was binding enough without having to go any deeper into pleasures or otherwise.