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Why can't I forget Him? ¢¾A vampire romance¢¾
0 reviewsA girl is kidnapped and her fate is supposidly sealed by creatures of the night. (note: The chapters WILL be short)
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I yawn sitting up, it¡¯s 3:15 and I can¡¯t sleep. I walk down stairs, greated by nothing but a lifeless house. My parents weren¡¯t home, instead they were stuck at work like usual. After I grab my jacket I go outside to for a walk. Cold air greets my face, bringing a smile of relief upon my face.
A little while into the walk I start to get the feeling I¡¯m being followed, but ignore it, memories of today running through my mind as I fiddle with my small pocket knife.
¢¾◘¢¾ As I turn the corner, heading to my locker I see my boyfriend, Brandon, kissing a girl. Her name is Yasmin Hayes; she¡¯s in my chemestry class. My eyes grow fierce as I throw my math book at him and run off, eyes closed so that no tears can fall.
"Who was that," I hear Yasmin ask, just before I¡¯m out of hearing range. ¢¾◘¢¾
I snarl at the memory, now opening and closing my pocket knife. I hear a rock being kicked into the road and turn around quickly, knife fully open. My eyes widen and the knife drops.
"Who- What are you?!"
Darkness follows.
I wake up feeling heavy iron cuffs around my wrists. A stone wall is behind my back, and I open my eyes to a stone dungeon-like room. Torches are lit on either side of me.
Suddenly a hallway lights up and a young boy, around my age, walks in, the torches lighting as he passes them. When he reaches me he runs his fingers lightly across the side of my face. I move away from his cold hands, but he grabbs my chin, looking at either side of my face before letting go. Who the heck is this guy?
He looks me over, that disgusting smirk never leaving his face.
"What beautiful prey, I¡¯m sure your blood will be devine," he says his eyes flashing a strange color.
Oh my gosh. This guys phsycotic! He chuckles and allows his head to hang. When he looks up eyes glow a vibrant red. Oh my- what is he?! He smiles widely, phsycoticly, showing 2 razor sharp fangs. I pull at the chains, shaking my head in fear.
"NO! NO," I cry, desperetly trying to escape, "NO! Let me go!"
Ignoring my cries he places a cold hand on my neck. I scream as his teeth plunge into my neck, barely missing my jugular vain. Then, another boy rushes in a worried look on his face.
"Xavior! What are you doing?! Get away from her," he shouts and punches Xavior in his temple knocking him out, "Are you okay," he asks me removing the chains.
I fall onto him, too weak to cry because of my loss of blood.
"Thank you...."
A little while into the walk I start to get the feeling I¡¯m being followed, but ignore it, memories of today running through my mind as I fiddle with my small pocket knife.
¢¾◘¢¾ As I turn the corner, heading to my locker I see my boyfriend, Brandon, kissing a girl. Her name is Yasmin Hayes; she¡¯s in my chemestry class. My eyes grow fierce as I throw my math book at him and run off, eyes closed so that no tears can fall.
"Who was that," I hear Yasmin ask, just before I¡¯m out of hearing range. ¢¾◘¢¾
I snarl at the memory, now opening and closing my pocket knife. I hear a rock being kicked into the road and turn around quickly, knife fully open. My eyes widen and the knife drops.
"Who- What are you?!"
Darkness follows.
I wake up feeling heavy iron cuffs around my wrists. A stone wall is behind my back, and I open my eyes to a stone dungeon-like room. Torches are lit on either side of me.
Suddenly a hallway lights up and a young boy, around my age, walks in, the torches lighting as he passes them. When he reaches me he runs his fingers lightly across the side of my face. I move away from his cold hands, but he grabbs my chin, looking at either side of my face before letting go. Who the heck is this guy?
He looks me over, that disgusting smirk never leaving his face.
"What beautiful prey, I¡¯m sure your blood will be devine," he says his eyes flashing a strange color.
Oh my gosh. This guys phsycotic! He chuckles and allows his head to hang. When he looks up eyes glow a vibrant red. Oh my- what is he?! He smiles widely, phsycoticly, showing 2 razor sharp fangs. I pull at the chains, shaking my head in fear.
"NO! NO," I cry, desperetly trying to escape, "NO! Let me go!"
Ignoring my cries he places a cold hand on my neck. I scream as his teeth plunge into my neck, barely missing my jugular vain. Then, another boy rushes in a worried look on his face.
"Xavior! What are you doing?! Get away from her," he shouts and punches Xavior in his temple knocking him out, "Are you okay," he asks me removing the chains.
I fall onto him, too weak to cry because of my loss of blood.
"Thank you...."
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