Pretty Little Vampire Diaries

Emily

"You're coming to mine tonight, right?" Toby's piercing eyes gazed down at the floor. "I'll... I'll pop round." There was something he was hiding, but something stopped her from asking. Instead she briefly dismissed it. "Okay." Emily resumed her session by entwining her hands back into his soft chestnut hair. "Pause for a little bit of air Tobe." She bit her lip, knowing he liked it, ready to kiss him again. But something was wrong. His body remained tense, no matter how hard she tried to push herself against him. "Are you okay?" she asked, cocking her head. Toby opened his mouth to answer, but a text tone interrupted him. He pulled away and gazed at the glaring screen. There was a brief silence.

Suddenly, his facial expression morphed from anxious to the one she loved best; mischievous. "Where were we?" He slammed her against the brick wall again, pulling her into an embrace. She grinned, her heart fluttering, and wrapped her arms around his neck, put he pulled them away and pinned them above her head. Muscles tightened against his shirt as he closed in on her. Emily had learned, after now encountering both boys and girls, that she could play rough too. Biting his lip lightly, she giggled. He copied the action in return. At first it tickled but he showed no signs of letting go, tightening his grip even further. "Stop! You're hurting me!" she lisped, but he continued this way until a coppery taste invaded her mouth. "I'm bleeding!" Toby stopped abruptly. His hands dropped by his sides. The moonlight illuminated his eyes, now a valiant colbalt. "I'm sorry." He muttered smoothly, lips stretching into a smile, pearly white teeth protruding from them. And for Emily. Emily Fields had no idea what was coming next.

Purple veins coursed to his wild, frenzied eyes, gaining speed in every time they pulsed. An inhumane growl erupted from his throat and he pounced onto her neck, piercing in to it, drinking the liquid that came from it. The pain was excruciating, but struggling was useless. His strength had seemed to double, and along with it came a heavy weight that squished her body against the wall, cutting off her wind pipe. She couldn't even scream. After what seemed like hours of pain, fangs unlatched themselves from her neck and he towered above her, blood dripping from his lips, though his iron grip still remained.

His pupils dilated, turning his whole eye black, and his words were simple. "You'll tell no one about tonight. You'll continue to speak to me as normal. You won't think of me as a harm to you - the wound on your neck... clean it up. Cover it with a scarf. You fell over. I'm still your boyfriend Emily. But deep, deep down...." He smirked maliciously. "You'll know that I'm you're worst nightmare." The words were compelling, and Emily knew that she had to follow them, but she closed her eyes tight, praying that the whole thing was exactly that; a terrible nightmare. When she opened them, Toby was nowhere in sight, and she was alone in the darkness.

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