Sweet Nightmares

It was all a dream...

Annabelle POV

As the man starts walking towards me, the other man that was thrown is walking back to us. He was pulling the engine out of his stomach and came towards the man that tossed him across the street. He punched him in the face and he fell to the floor like he was weak. I rushed to his side and lifted his head and placed it on my lap. I was shaking and crying while holding his face. I looked into his eyes, it was jet black. I, myself was weak but I bit my wrist and lend it towards his mouth.

"Don't...give me that...." he replied with a weak voice. I ignored him and put it towards his mouth and he began drinking slowly, I twitched because his fangs went into my skin piercing it more, and my blood went into his mouth. The other man was still trying to remove the engine until he snapped his head up from smelling my blood in the air. He was now growling and he finally pulled the engine all the way out and came towards my way. He grabbed the man that was drinking my blood and pushed him out of the way, and choked me. I got lifted into the air, I held his arm while trying to breathe. I kicked and kicked but he wouldn't let go; he choked harder and I was slowly losing my air. My eyes became heavy and white started surrounding me. I took my last breathe and stop struggling, my hand swung down to my waist and I stopped kicking. He threw me to the ground and walked towards the weak man who was lying still.

"You are one pathetic son of a bitch. You can't even protect your love one. She is a beauty, but she is just unconscious. When I kill you, I don't have to worry about you killing me as for I will kill Annabelle once I drink all her blood and burn her" He spoke without hesitation, while grabbing the man by the arm and dragging him towards my body.

"Sadly, you don't have to worry about me killing you as for you are already dead. I wouldn't want to waste my time killing and getting my hands dirty from someone as disgusting as you." He replied while slowly lifting his head to look at the man dragging him with his blood-shoot eyes. The man quickly let go of him and he backed away. The weak one slowly got up and cracked every bone in his body, all his wounds began to heal rapidly.

"How can you still stand up when you no longer have anything to do with Annabelle anymore, she broke the bond between the two of you. So why must you continue to look after her?" The man began asking while looking straight into the other man's eye.

"She is my life no matter what happens, I will protect her til death due us part. She lost her memories because of you, you destroyed her memories when she donated her blood to you. How can you do that if you know that she is very weak." The weak man, but forgot that. He was no longer weak as he looked towards him with a hateful glare.

" I am surprised that she doesn't even remembers you, she had forgotten all about you." The evil man said looking back at my body on the floor, passed out.

" At least she also forgotten all about you too. She didn't care about you at all. Especially that day she jumped out the hospital window because she was having illusion of you. That was the day she had officially died." The strong man said looking at my body on the floor.