Love you to Death

Am I good enough, for you

I woke up in a cold sweat and was shivering. I felt like I was on fire. I am going to end up a fucking blood sucking vampire. I felt my stomach flip, and I knew I was about to be sick. I couldn't do anything about it. My body purged everything that I had in there which turned out to just be blood. Well, that's fucking gross.  I started shaking violently.

"Please Kill me already! Where are you Clay? Will you just get it over with?" I tried to open my eyes but I saw only darkness. I was picked up and I passed back out. I dream that I am chained to a wall. With blue eyes staring at me. He's just waiting for me to die. I saw a blur and felt his teeth again. The Burning is so bad. I was begging for death. Why is it so awful? Books are full of shit! This is not sexy. This is torture!

"Please let me go. I don't want this. It hurts so bad, please." even my tears are burning my eyes. I felt like my skin was on fire. I tried to put out the fire. I panicked and clawed at the flames on my skin. I tried to dig at where he bit me. I will get rid of this awful poison even if I have to rip it out of my body. Something has my hands keeping me from trying to dig out the infection. I scream in frustration and pain. "I have to get it out. Why are you doing this?" I feel someone touching my hair, and I try to get away. I just want to stop hurting. Everything hurts so bad. Again the darkness takes over. 

I was wrapped in a blanket but I was still cold. I was on a bed now. I don't know if it's mine. It smells different. It smells good like cinnamon and sugar. I try to open my eyes slowly. I can look around a little. "Hello? Is anyone there?" I don't hear anything. I guess I am here alone. I close my eyes again. Go back to sleep, maybe you will wake up someplace else. I bury myself in the blankets. I am so tired from crying, but I can't help it.

I still can't get warm. I am in a cave made out of blankets. I should be warm, but I'm not. What if I'm already dead? I check my teeth, but they don't feel different. I start shaking again. My teeth are chattering. I try to curl up in a ball to try to keep my body heat. I don't hear anything but I feel someone is lying next to me. I don't move, I stay in the blankets.

"Am I dead yet? Why is it taking so fucking long?" I ask. I am not expecting a response this time. So I was shocked when I got one.

"You're not dead, you should be better soon." I know that voice.

"Peter?" I poked my head out of the blankets. I have to flip over to look at him. "So am I going to be a vampire now?"

"I don't think so. Unless you want to be one, but it didn't sound like you did." I shook my head no. I didn't know what to say to him. "Are you cold?" He asks, and I nodded yes. He scooted closer and got in my blanket cave with me. He put his arms around me, and I started to feel warmer.

"So...a werewolf huh? " Should have been something you tell someone right away. Like hey I can change into a big ass dog and fight a vampire which is also real." He laughed at me.

"I try not to lead with that when I pick up girls. It doesn't go well." I made myself look him in the eyes. He looked a little rough. His eyes had bags, and dark circles. There was bruising on his face. His torso was littered with bandages. 

"Are you ok?" I ask feeling a lump in my throat see how beat up he was. I felt bad he got messed up because of me.

"Yeah, I am almost healed. It'll be fine." He looks at me and brushes my hair away from my face.

"Is he dead?" I am afraid to say his name.

"No, I couldn't kill him, and He ran off." His eyes turn black and he clenches his jaw. He is a wee bit upset.

"He's going to come back isn't he?" I looked up at him. I know I look scared, and I am. I am very scared.

"I won't let him take you again, ok?" He tries to reassure me. I nodded. "Don't invite strangers into your home anymore, Promise me!" He holds my chin in his hand and makes me hold his gaze.