A Demon's Kiss

And I have officially gone demented

  My recovery took a long time. I had a hacking cough, a sniffly nose and for the first few days, a very high temperature. So sadly, I had to stay in bed for a week. Elijah and Oliver visited after school everyday. Once Oliver came early and brought me a bunch of roses, Demon's Kisses.

  I looked at them suspiciously. They were exactly the same as the rose that pricked me on my first night in Sligo and the one that appeared beside my Mom's bracelet on my bed. Well obviously, they're the same type, a voice said in my head. But I had hunted all around Sligo for them and never saw any at all.

"Where did you get those?" I inquired, "they're my favorites."

"I-eh-um-that-those?" For the first time ever since we first met, Oliver stuttered.

  I gaped.

"Yes, those roses," I pointed to them in a vase on my bedside table.

"From a bush in a clearing," he mumbled.

  Was Oliver hiding something from me? Nah, I've just read too many Agatha Christie novels for my own good. I shook my head. But I just had to ask.

"By any chance," I leaned closer to him, "that there was a swing in that clearing?"

"Um, yes," Oliver blushed.

  What was going on with him?

  I put a hand under his chin. I lifted his head to look straight into his eyes, which was kind of difficult since Oliver was still a lot taller than me.

"Oliver, are you al-" Oliver's eyes had instantly turned red when he met my gaze.

  I shook his shoulders. "Ollie, what's wrong, your ey-!" I stopped.

  Oliver continued to stare at me but it wasn't him looking at me. It was someone else.

"Mine!" He growled.

  Suddenly he stood up and started to hover in the air. Everything in the room was floating around him. He didn't seem human anymore. I screamed.

  Elijah bounded into the room with a huge smile. His smile dropped as soon he realized what was happening in front of him.

"Oh shit," he raced over to Oliver.

"Oliver!" I was screaming. "Elijah what the hell is going on?!"

  Elijah didn't answer but instead asked an extremely odd question himself.

"Anna, when is the next full moon?"

"What? Um, tonight," I grabbed a glass of water and was about to throw it at Oliver when Elijah's hand stopped me.

"Fuck, Anna that's most definitely not going to help," Elijah blinked, his eyes were slowly turning crimson.

  I dropped the glass causing it to shatter into hundreds of tiny little pieces. I started to slowly back away.

"What's happening to you guys?!" I screamed, tears overflowing.

"In fairness to you," Elijah said seriously, "it's as if your losing your mind. I personally don't blame you at all."

"You think?" I forced myself to laugh. "How on earth are you expecting me to react?!"

  "Anna, I'm so sorry to do this. please, please forgive me," he's eyes gleaming as he walked over to me with his arms outstretched. The moon shone through the window illuminating his face. Oliver collapsed onto the floor, twitching. It was like a horror film.

"Before you do whatever you're going to do," I whispered, "please keep yourselves safe and I'll be okay," I gave him a small smile.

  A tear trickled down Elijah's cheek as looked around to see at Oliver who was slowly transforming, all my stuff spinning in a circle above him, then back at me, sobbing silently. I could see Elijah starting to change as well. I was truly frightened.

  Elijah visibly gulped and placed his fingers at my temples with my forehead against mine. Then I blacked out.

  How typical.
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(Author's pov)

  Elijah focused on all of Anna's thoughts and memories. He saw Anna at her Mom's funeral, baking with her brothers, Oliver flirting with her ( she secretly enjoyed it ), her laughing at all of Elijah's jokes and finally her dancing for joy when she got on the school swimming team. Elijah started crying, it felt so wrong, taking her memories from the past few minutes. But he knew he had no other option. She couldn't learn about their secret. So he did it.

707 words.