I started to grow more tired and weak as the minutes started to roll by. My stomach started to grumble, "Not now bitch" I said in a annoyed worried voice. Soon enough the blaring head lights of a cab shined in my face. The man honked 3 times as sign for me to get in the car.

"Thank you so much, I've been trying to catch a cab for half an hour but this airport is completely empty". 

"You ain't from round here is you?" a bald, thin man with a thick mustache and an even thicker accent stared back at me as the car started.

He wore a plain white tee shirt with some mysterious brown and red stains on it, I tried not to stare. "Yeah, I'm an LA influencer, Shane Dawson you may have-". 

"Don't care", the man said in a stern voice as we rolled out of the airport. 

I started to grow extremely nervous. "Where are you heading to?" He took his eyes off the road and looked up through the rearview mirror.

"Oh, um, Bozeman Yellow Stone, the airport", I said in a shaky voice avoiding eye contact, I needed to shit again or was it just nerves?

"Long drive, you got that money?" The cab driver smirked as he focused back on the road.

"Of course! I Uber everywhere in LA" My hands begun to sweat this guy is giving me the creeps. 

"Mhm", he responded in an uninterested voice.

That sleepy, dreary feeling started to overcome me again, I needed to sleep, I've had a hell of a day. It would be two hours until Yellow Stone. The least I could do is sleep.

"Hey, HELLO??" I woke up abruptly again to the lanky man shaking me. "We are here, where is your money?" He grumbled as he stood up.

"Oh yes, of course, how much was it again for the ride?"  I dug through the light pink Montana sweatpants for my money.

"$250. You need to hurry I have places that I need to be." He was growing more and more angry by the minute. I continued to dig around for my wallet, I opened it to find that money had fallen out some where along this fucked up day. I left LA with $500 in cash but all I can find now is $50. I need to figure something out and I need to figure something out fast. 

"Oh my god, I'm only carrying a $50, do you accept card?" I was profusely sweating now out of every place that you could imagine. My face went pale as he leaned in closer to my face.

"No." He smirked as he got closer to my face. The expressions on his face twisted and contorted into something sinister, something evil. Long were the dark eyes, that had now been replaced with two blood red buttons staring right back at me. I had to be dreaming. This couldn't be real I knew it couldn't. 

"Wake up Shane wake up" I said out loud banging my head against my palms, oh no, I felt that. I am not dreaming. What the fuck have I gotten myself into. 

"You mean to tell me I sat in this car with a man who reeked of shit just for him to tell me he don't got enough money?" He spat on me, I closed my eyes just in time because his spit hit my eyelid.

"No I do I swear! I can pay you back I just don't have my phone and my wallet is- but I have money, I'll send a check for double by tonight just please-" I was beyond panicking at this point I found it hard to breathe even more than before on the plane. He pulled me out of the back of the bright yellow taxi cab and pinned my hands above me as he leaned in to my neck and took a long breathe he let out a loud sigh of pleasure. He backed up but my hands were still pined to the dark rocky gravel. The tiny rocks cut into my skin causing blood to pool to the surface he leaned his head back before taking my hand into his he moved my hand under his nose and he moaned out in extreme pleasure. What the fuck is happening? 

He got off of me put now instead of his hands holding me down he used his boot which caused dust and rock to be pushed into my bloody hand it felt as if salt was put into it I yelped out in pain and cried out for help. We seemed to be in the middle of no where but maybe a hiker could hear me? Forget it I'm helpless. This is how I die. I, Shane Lee Yaw die by this vampire and I don't even have my camera to record. This would've been perfect for my video. I snapped back to reality just in time to see what this monster actually looks like.

He grew taller, almost serpent like. Stood still for a few moments and then reached back at me mouth wide open and hissing. "Holy fuck holy fuck. Oh my god" I screamed out as I struggled to get his body mass off of me but he felt like boulder and my arms felt like jelly so I had no choice but to give in. I hope my mom and Jefree know how much they mean to me, and Ryland I guess. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't be in this situation so no fuck that. Fuck you Ryland. I guess love isn't real and a waste- my thoughts were cut off because the monster sunk his teeth into my throat and in that moment pain and fire erupted every where. Every possible place to feel pain grew painful. I heard dust and rocks rustling around as a weight was lifted off of me then a slam of a door and the last thing I remember is the sound of tires squealing and kicking up rocks and dust that landed on me.