Consume Me

15: Marina

It was dark.

I knew I was asleep but it was like I was awake as well. I blinked into the darkness and replayed what happened. Their teeth, the bite, the blood. It was surreal, it didn't make sense. It literally didn't. How long had I been asleep?

I looked around in the empty darkness and squinted my eyes. There was someone there, I moved my foot to move forward, but it felt like I was in water. I squinted my eyes at the figure. It was a woman.

"Hello?" My voice echoed in the dark, watery room. My breath caught as she turned. It was my mother.

Her eyes were wide, almost like she saw something that straight up terrified her. Her entire body turned and I ran my eyes over her curiously. She was dressed in a night gown she would wear, but what color, I wouldn't know. The gown was covered in blood. Her brown hair was matted, scratches ran up and down her arms.

I felt myself step back instinctively as she stepped forward. I let out a shaky breath. She walked closer, but I stayed still. Where could I go?

Her steps began to quicken and her eyes became wider. My heart beat sped up and I swallowed as she got closer. Before I knew it, she was right in front of me. Her arms shot up and cold hands gripped my face, her voice came out scratchy and hoarse.

"Stay away." She said sternly as she gripped my face. My eyebrows furrowed and I tried to shake my head in confusion.

Her eyes stared into me as the widened, if that was even possible.

"Do not let them take you. Do not let them-"

Her eyes gazed to my neck, it was unblemished, maybe because this was a dream but her gaze narrowed on the areas where they bit me and she snapped her head back and eye contact was made again.

"You're going to die child. You're going to die." Her fingers pressed into my face harder and I winced.

"M-mom-" That's all I could muster out. I hadn't seen her since the accident, she was dead. I dreamt about her before but not like this. I was frozen. Her grip on my face hurt, it burned.

"Who?" I mustered out another word

She glared as her fingers dug into the sides of my face. "You already gave them a taste....they will find out what you are. They will kill you." My heart stopped as I listened to her words. It wasn't even her words that shook me, it was her voice.

It had changed, it was distorted, demonic almost. I put my hands up and tried to push her away but she wouldn't budge. I closed my eyes and began to whisper.

"This is a dream. It's not real. Wake up Marina. It's a dream. It's not real." I repeated this until I felt her let go of me. I peeked an eye open and I was met with darkness again. I sighed softly until I heard footsteps running towards me quickly.

She was running towards me now, blood now covered her hair and her eyes were completely white.

"You will die! Die!" Her voice was deep, it was strange, like multiple people were screaming.

I gasped as I forced myself awake and my heart was beating quickly. My breath came out shallow and quickly as I looked around at the room I was once in. I sat up and I winced putting my hand over one side of my neck.

What the fuck was going on? My hands still shook. The dream played on repeat, I didn't know how to feel. What did it mean? My mother, why did she look like that?

I couldn't continue my internal questions because the door creaked open and I looked over to see them both standing in the doorway.

I pulled the covers up to my chest and I looked at them.

"I want to go home."

I said in a shaky voice. I kept my eyes glued to them and I tried to stay aware of my surroundings.

Damiano chuckled as he walked into the room.

"I'm afraid we can't let you do that."

I clutched the cover harder as I shuffled back further. He came further until his knees touched the bed and bent over lightly looking directly at me. His voice deep and slightly....dark?

"You make us feel, because of that we can't let you leave."

I stared at him, I disregarded everything he said as anger bubbled up in my chest.

"You both bit me!" I looked at him and over behind him at Valentino

"What the hell are you? What the hell do you want from me?"

Valentino walked inside of the room his face dark.

"Your mouth is going to get you in a lot of trouble."

He spoke menacingly.

I swallowed and closed my mouth looking between both of them. What was I supposed to do in this situation? This isn't fucking twilight. I'm not facing two Edward Cullen's. These two, they're scary, dangerous, forceful.

I shook my head softly and looked up at Damiano before looking over at Valentino. I studied them, they clearly were beautiful, almost too beautiful. It was eerie, their skin was flawless, they had jawlines sharp enough to cut you, their bodies were muscular, perfect, like a predator.

I swallowed again and gritted my teeth before speaking in the most firm tone I could.

"Answer my questions."