Summary: The dead has arisen
Distro: this and all of the series: Redssoulmates, WLS, MystifyingDreams.
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Jeez….I cannot believe I fell for it. Stupid vampire. I still don’t know how he got in because I swear I so did not invite him.
I look around my darkened room, which isn’t all that dark. The moon must be really bright tonight. Anyway, apparently Mr. Fangy-Face is not done with me ‘cause he’s still here. I can feel him sitting over in the shadows. I can see him too, actually. This is weird.
He is watching me and it’s kinda creepy, in an I-really-am-scared-to-death-but-still-wanna-jump-your-bones kinda way. My hand goes to my neck, where HE bit me (I pointedly scowl). Surprisingly, it’s not sore, and the holes are nearly closed. But the feeling I get just brushing my fingertips over the marks makes me shiver. Okay, what is going on!?
Boy, am I hungry. Too bad I won’t get to EVER have the Chunky Monkey in the freezer. Why is he just staring at me? Creep. But a beautiful creep. And he smells soooo good. Oh God…He’s coming.
“Uhhh, William...” I start, putting my hands up palms out, hoping to stave off any harm he plans to do to me.
He is smiling…at me….and…aw… it’s wonderful. I feel all tingly inside. And why am I not afraid now?
“Yeah, luv?” He extends a pale hand, which I take, trembling at his closeness. There is something in me, clawing to get to him so I let it. I stand up and press against him, breathing him in. Hey….was I even breathing before?
“I…I’m hungry.” His smile deepens and he tucks his head, almost shyly.
“I bet you are, Willow.”
“Sooo….I have some ice cream. In the kitchen.” I nod toward my bedroom door. Why is he laughing?
“I don’t think ice cream will…satisfy…what you hunger for.” His voice melts me and I am getting angry. And hungrier by the second.
“Okay…what do you want to eat? Oh Bad choice of words…” I try to back away, but his hold is firm.
He chuckles again.
“I am not a joke. And you are really rude, ya know, for a demon that came in, UNINIVTED I might add, and who bit me, you show no, no…gratitude…or appreciation for my situation…I am just a girl, who, who wants to…”
“What do you want, childe?”
I pout now because he is so cute and I can’t stay angry with him. “I want…” I frown, confused and bite my lip, thinking. “I’m hungry. Let’s go get something to eat?” Maybe I can escape while out in public.
Amazingly, he picks up his jacket and pulls me along. That was easy.
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What the Hell is going on?
Okay… I really think something is wrong. I can hear EVERYTHING and SEE like the sun was in the middle of the sky.
And what is that smell?
Hey, there’s Matthew from biology class. I am pretty sure he passed on shower after gym today. Hold! On! I am hearing his…heartbeat? I grab hold of William who has been giving me sideway glances since we left my house.
“What did you do?” I growl. I growl?
“What do you think, pet?” He lights a cigarette and spares me a bored look.
Well the possibilities are infinite…not. I gasp. It feels weird.
“And give the lady a prize, I think she finally gets it.”
I remember now. The drinking…of me, which at the time was eew, but now I would love to feel his fangs in me again and oh the taste of him…I’d….hmmm… kill, I’m pretty sure, which, hey, is what I do now I suppose….soooo no biggie, right? Right. I nod and realize he is watching me again, like he finds this funny. Maybe it is. Maybe I’m all wrong. Maybe I’m like only a little bit evil and all the other big evil vampires will tease me at vampire school. Is there…
“Is there a vampire school?”
He is frowning…awww, cute puppy face. “You are a strange one.” He finally decrees and walks off. I am following before I realize, afraid to be too far from him.
“Okay….So since I am one of the evil undead….I think I should…eat someone. You know… find a poor defenseless innocent and drain them dry?” I hate the uncertainty I hear in my voice, but this is all new to me so give me a break!
“Yes, Willow, you really should.” He answers and it is clear that he is still amused. “Why don’t you pick someone out. Someone tasty.” We start walking again, hands locked, and nothing has ever felt more right to me.
The End