EverBlood

Valentine's Dream

"Valentine," Pierson whispered. "Please, wake up. Valentine."
I tried to speak but no words came out, I couldn't see a thing in this room, it's pitch black.
I felt the warmth of Pierson's hands lift me off the ground  and hold me close to his chest, he felt a lot more muscular and lean, what's going on?  His breath grazed the side of my neck, "Val, please, I love you so fucking much. Please don't leave me." He was crying? Pierson, no, stop crying. I couldn't feel a tinge of anything in my body, no real emotion, no pain, no...life...
"Pierson," I heard Dawson say.
"No! You stay away from her! Stay away! This is all your fault!" Pierson screamed. "Just leave us alone!"
I suddenly felt another presence in the dark room, I turned and saw Daniel eyeing me. I felt a pulse of energy shoot through my body. Daniel.
He stood as tall as ever, his eyes white with death, his lips dripping with blood.
The room lightened to a dark grey, I noticed round wisp-like things flowing around the room, I reached up to grab one and suddenly a vision played before my eyes. It was me leaning closer to Pierson's lips, we were about to kiss. But this already happened... we're these things my memories?
I felt my body get really heavy but light at the same time.
I sat up and realized that it was just a dream. I looked around, I was in my bedroom. I turned to my alarm clock, 9:45 p.m., I'd slept the entire day away because of Luce! I tried to sit up, a heavy weight pressing against my torso weighted me down. It was Pierson, he slept with his head on my belly?!
I felt my face burn with... embarrassment? Excitement?
He was so cute when he was sleeping, he looked calmer than usual and he looked so peaceful. I traced his face with my finger, was it creepy that I was doing this to him? What if he woke up and saw me? Wait what if he isn't even asleep right now? Like what if he was just eating down and felt me being creep so he just played here like he was asleep to prevent awkwardness?
I felt his head move slightly, immediately I jerked my hand away and started at him.
His eyes opened to slits, red with sleepiness. "Hey." He said.
I was about to say hi back but then I realized that I'd been sleeping for hours and that I'd have morning breath. So instead I just slid out the bed and walked to my vanity.
"V-Valentine... are you mad at me?" He asked.
"No." If I was mad then he would know, I'd be raging and foaming at the mouth like the monster that I am.
I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was wild and my eyes had dark circles. Had I always looked this grim? Did he care? Did he like me this way?
I watched his reflection in the mirror, he was stairing out the window. "Wow, look at the moon."
I popped in a breath mint and walked over to him, looking at the moon, it was like a huge fingernail in the sky, but a dirty fingernail, because the moon looked kinda yellow.
"Gorgeous." Pierson said, eyeing me.
I smirked, "Yeah, the moon does look kinda gorgeous. Doesn't it."
Pierson chuckled and hugged me. I felt so warm, so wanted and loved.