𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐎𝐟 𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧

⋆↟•─────⋅☾⁶⁷☽⋅─────•↟⋆

Blaire 》

I slap my finger down on the bottle of hairspray, sending flames everywhere after just being frightened awake. I shout as I see limbs flailing around, getting burned to a crisp.

Until I realized there weren't any flames.

Or any burning limbs.

The hairspray is just squeaking, seemingly empty.

And there weren't any lit candles to actually magnify.

And I'm about to fucking die right now.

I let out a guttural scream as I jump up from the tub, wanting to run away from here as fast as possible, but someone catches me almost instantly. I start smashing the bottle of hairspray as hard as I can on Alana's head, desperate to free myself from her grasp.

"Ouch! Blaire!" Alana huffs as she cradles her head, letting me fall to the floor. Except it's not Alana.

In about a millisecond, I throw the spray bottle aside as i jump up from the floor. "Oh my God!" I exclaim as I through my arms around Levi's neck, tears suddenly appearing out of nowhere. "Oh my God! Oh my God!" I squeeze the living shit out of him, because I can't even begin to put into words how glad I am he's here. "Levi, it's really you isn't it?" I cry into his shoulder, unable to let go of him.

I don't care, even if it's fake. I just want to believe for one moment.

Nevermind, I'd probably kill myself if this was a mind another trick.

"It's me, baby. It's really me." Levi says softly his voice brimmed with relief. The pain in his head long forgotten as he hugs me back so so tightly. Almost as tightly as I'm hugging him. Almost. His bare skin is oddly warm compared to every other time I've touched him. I wait for his cool skin to tingle against my hot one but it never comes. I'm still unable to let go of him, though.

I struggle for words, gasping for air between cries. He shushes me softly. "It's okay, you're okay, baby." His body shakes under mine and I jolt a little when I realize he's holding back tears. "Oh god, I can't believe you're okay."

An ugly sob breaks free from my throat. I, too, cant believe he's okay. "H-how did you- how?" I couldn't finish the question, but he understood me just fine.

"It's a long story. We really need to get out of here, come on." He helps me to my feet and starts dragging me along with him. I trip over Levi's white shirt, I cringe at the blood and dirt that's staining it as I untangle my foot from it.

Also, I kind of regret not taking a shower while I was here and just rotting in the tub instead.

I feel so filthy and bloodied right now and I wasn't even the one fighting. I wonder how long it took Levi to clean the dried nasty blood off himself.

"When did you have the time to shower?" I ask Levi as he's setting a big chair under the doornob of the room-mini castel more like. "I'm a vampire, i could be pretty fast when i want to be." He's says as he whizzes past me, stopping for a moment to give me a cheeky grin and a wink before disappearing with speed.

I can't help but laugh a little. I miss feeling normal, but even thinking about normalcy is strange to me now.

Just days before, we were at home and he and I were having the time of our lives. That feels like ages ago, also feeling happy feels pretty foriegn right now.