“I can’t take it anymore. You do what you want.” Josh steps away from Hannah and rushes out of their New York City apartment.
The sun trickles in through the skyscrapers but still leaves everything in shadows.
“Good,” Josh says aloud to no one. “I prefer the dark.”
“Is that true?” The woman is so close, her breath fans the back of his neck.
“What?” He doesn’t turn, can’t move.
“Do you prefer the dark?” He detects a faint accent.
“Today, I do.” He swallows and inhales her scent of pressed roses. He sways against her.
“How about forever?”
His eyes flutter closed as she sinks her teeth into his neck.
(Well, hey, look at me writing a vampire flash fiction. Don’t get me wrong. I like vampires just fine. I just haven’t had much occasion to write about them, and this was fun. The interesting thing about this story is I decided to write it in the present tense. It feels strange. I have heard it said that present tense writing is more immediate, more compelling because it is happening now. I’m not sure I agree. What do you all think?)