Julia sets expectations

Julia ascends the basement stairs, ready to hunt. She is dressed in tight leather pants, stilettos, and a grey halter top with a plunging neckline and no bra - an outfit that Julia never would have worn as a human. I really want to find a few hot young girls tonight and feed on them as we fuck Julia thinks.

Julia enters the living room. Francesca is sitting on the couch on laptop. Francesca looks up and scowls at Julia.

Julia and Francesca have barely interacted over the last few weeks, beyond some snide comments from Francesca here and there about Julia's behavior. At first, Julia was saddened by her estrangement from Francesca, but over time that sadness had hardened into anger. I didn't choose any of this... Her 'holier than thou' routine is getting old fast Julia thinks. Whatever, I'm not going to let her ruin my night Julia thinks, shaking her head. Julia walks to the foot of the stairs to the second floor, to get her mother Maria.

"Can't you leave her alone for one night? I know that you two are doing, Julia" Francesca says smarmily to Julia's back. Julia takes a step forward, her hand resting on the bannister. She pauses, and considers ignoring the remark. No, enough is enough Julia concludes.

Julia turns to face her sister, the corner of her mouth turned up, head cocked.

"Francesca, do you have something that you want to say to me?" Julia asks.

"It's gross what your doing to Mom. What you've done to us." Francesca snarls. "You're a monster."

The last sentence hurts. Julia wants to hurt Francesca back.

"Francesca, come here" Julia says sternly.

Francesca raises her middle finger to Julia and looks back down at her book.

"Come here!" Julia commands and Francesca, compelled rises and walks over to stand in front of your sister. She wants a monster, I'll show her a monster Julia thinks. "Don't scream" Julia commands. She sees the fear in her sister's eyes, enjoying it.

"What are you going to do?" Francesca asks fearfully.

Julia smiles. She grabs Francesca by the back her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat. Julia inhales deeply, holding her arm. Julia bites deeply into her sister's neck. Francesca yelps but doesn't scream. Julia doesn't hold back, she so slurps hungrily from her sister. The blood is flavorful, thick and sweet. Julia growls as she feeds, and Francesca's knees start to go weak. Julia, having taught her lesson, withdraws her fangs. Blood pulses out of her sister's neck, staining her shirt. Julia licks the wound, healing it, and drops her sister to the floor. Francesca is dazed but conscious, and clutches her neck as she cries. Julia wipes the blood from her chin with her fingers and licks it.

"Look at me" Julia says, standing over her sister. Francesca looks up, her eyes red. "You are going to clean yourself up, and go sit back down on that couch. You are going to keep your fucking mouth shut. No more snarky comments, no more looks, no more nothing. You are going to feed me when I am hungry. Do you understand?" Francesca nods, sniffling.

Julia walks back to the stairs, to resume her night. She hears Francesca softly crying behind her, and has to admit that she has mixed feelings about her behavior. I still love Francesca Julia laments, but I don't know where we go from here.

A bit later, Julia comes down the stairs with her mother Maria. Maria is wearing jeans and a green blouse, ready to go out. Julia looks to see Francesca sitting demurely on the couch, in a different shirt.

"We are going out, Francesca" Julia says coldly. Impulsively, she turns around to kiss Maria on the mouth in full view of her sister. Maria is **** at first, and Julia can tell she is trying to look at Francesca and gauge her reaction, but Maria slowly gets into it. The mother and daughter kiss intimately for a few moments.

Julia breaks the kiss. "Let's go out, Mom, and have some fun" Julia says, turning to wink at her sister. Francesca's face doesn't register a response.