LOST DAWN

Chapter Three

I felt so at ease, why? Emotions raced through me as I lay there kissing John, he was 1000 years older than me. It felt so right; I had never done this before. My dad spent so long keeping me away from boys and humans. But this was against everything my dad taught me. But having a relationship with a human or a half bred was unheard of in all Vampire kind. Even though John was of Vampire blood and family he was cursed as a human, it just felt so right him and me here together. In each other’s arms, happy yet I was still confused at what I felt. We just stayed there kissing each other, our lips crushing against one another. I felt John hands got to my hips, and I wrapped mine around his neck gently. I just wished this could last, just us. No one else, no slayers, no humans, no vampires. It was as if no one existed only us, I started to feel good in myself. We broke apart and looked at each other for a few seconds, and then we went back at it kissing each other. I felt John’s right hand roam up my stomach and then stop on my left breast, it felt so normal why? He gave a little squeeze; it tingled when he did so. His hand was warm and gentle, I know this may be a bit much information but it has to be said. We did break apart some time later; we laid on the sofa together. We just lay in silence, smiles on our faces. My dad would have had a heart attack if he saw John, and me but I didn’t honestly care. I still had mixed feelings but I knew this one was true, my eyes felt droopy and then I was asleep in John’s arms on the sofa. I didn’t know how long I was out until I woke up with sun glaring in my eyes and a soft thing underneath me. I pushed my hands against the soft thing and looked at it, it was John that I was pushing against. I smiled as I remembered the night before; it was vivid in my head. Yet it felt like a dream that it wasn’t real. My feelings were all mixed up, my head was pounding so was my heart. I made out with a half-bred human, why was I feeling like this. This has never happened to me before, a feeling of disgust crept into my mind. This creature, this human kissed me and I kissed back. He must have spiked my drink or something, stupid human thinks he could of fooled me. In my head I was feeling that John wasn’t all he made out to be, maybe he was working for the slayers that killed my family. I scrunched my eyes at John; he was snoring away peacefully and didn’t look like he was a slayer. Then when he opened his mouth and yawned I saw four sharp pointy teeth where the canines were. So he was telling the truth about being part of a vampire family, I rubbed my tongue over my four sharp canines. A little bit of trust came back; I heard John groan and his eyes open, I thought I saw them change colour from red to brown. Vampire’s eyes were red when we wake up and after a few seconds it changed to a different human colour, unless we showed our true vampire form.

“How long was I out?”

“All night.”

“Oh, ok. Last night felt like a dream.” So he was thinking the same as me, I was starting to think that John wasn’t human at all; he was hiding his true identity to fool me. He smiled at me, and nodded.

“What time is it?” I asked, John raised his left arm from underneath me and looked at his wristwatch.

“Twelve thirty.” He looked at me and I saw in his eyes the love he gave me last night. So it wasn’t a dream the feelings I felt last night were true but I wanted to deny them. They sat there in my body, just waiting and watching. I didn’t want them to be there, but there they were annoying me with there useless emotions. Was I falling for a human, John slipped from underneath me and walked off to the kitchen. He returned with two cups of blood, why? This got me thinking,

“One for me and one for you.” I nodded, he was human yet a vampire so he should drink blood but it just felt wrong him saying it. We drank in silence; he finished his before me and smiled with a red moustache. I couldn’t help but giggle at it, later that day John took me outside in the snow. I didn’t trust this new substance, it crunched underneath my feet and when it touched my skin it made it go numb and oddly cold. Then it melted to nothing, John laughed at my anger at the snow as it flew all around me. I saw John put some of the snow up from the ground and crunch it into a ball, and then I knew it was coming but I wasn’t prepared for it. He threw the snowball at me and it hit me on the side of the face. It shattered and fell to the ground in many different chunks of fragments, it was piercing cold against my skin I let out a small scream. I glared at John and took some snow off the ground myself and scrunched it like him and threw it. It hit him in the neck, he started to make more and throw them. We just started to throw snowballs at each other for the best part of the day. When we went in we were harbouring numb cold fingers and faces, John got a fire going after a while. We warmed up in the crackling flames; the light outside was fading into darkness as we sat there. I started to notice John’s skin was a bit whiter than usual; I was starting to get worried. He was shaking slightly,