Struck By The Moonlight

Chapter Three - A Different Izzie

Jayla's POV

I was sat in the living room, patiently yet anxiously waiting for Izzie to come back home. I was wearing one of her t-shirts because I missed the scent of her perfume and it was calming me down until I heard a very gentle knock on the door. I stood up, and walked over to the front door. I decided to risk it and so I opened the door...

All of my words then just 'vanished' as Izzie was stood at the door, her skin was a very unhealthy colour and her eyes just looked dull until all of a sudden, they went from dull to a vicious red. I stood back, eyes wide as she followed me inside without saying a single word to me. She closed the door and locked it without even looking at the door, instead she was looking at me only. Nothing else. Just me. 

"Counter." Izzie ordered, causing me to immediately obey as I backed up to the kitchen counter. "Don't even think about grabbing something to harm me. You wouldn't want that." she then threatened me. I placed my hands down on the counter, "Good girl. I have now decided that I am not going to kill you." she told me, "Unless you want to be killed?" she then asked, causing me to quickly speak out of fear. 

"N...No! I don't want to be killed! I'm sorry!" I began, voice cracking as tears quickly began to flow down my face, "I wanted to look for you! I did! I wanted to look for you but I didn't want to bring any attention to myself! Please, you have to fucking believe me, babe! I'm sorry! Please spare me!" I choked on the last three words. Then, she went over to me and softly placed her hands on top of mine. I was surprised I haven't had some sort of heart attack yet... 

She then leaned down to my neck, causing me to shut my eyes as I thought she was going to actually kill me, but instead, she pulled back and placed her hand against my cheek, wiping away my tears. I slowly opened my eyes again, breathing heavily and my whole body was trembling. "I'm sorry..." I whispered quietly, "Have I said it enough times?" I asked her. 

"I have come to collect you, not to argue with you or even have a proper conversation with you. Come with me willingly or I force you to come with compulsion." she told me strictly. Who in the fuck was she? She wasn't my Izzie!

That fucking vampire...

"Three." she began counting down. 

"Okay, okay!! I'll go with you!!" I raised my voice so that she could hear me loud and clear. She then backed away and I started to follow her out of the house and when I tried to grab her hand for some comfort...

She ignored me and continued to walk. 

I soon started to feel faint after reaching our destination which was at the castle, the large black door opened to reveal a vampire with cold dark and black eyes. "Welcome back, Izzie. And welcome home, Jayla. Mora is expecting you and she's very looking forward to meeting you." 

And that was when I dropped down to the hard leaf-y floor, losing my consciousness.