I feel hands touching my bare body, and I shiver from the temperature from them. A whimper escapes my lips as I try to sit up.
The hand rubs my back and hold my hand as they talk into my ear. Only I can't hear what they are saying, nor can I make out who they are, but it's a male. Everything is blury and I can only make out colors.
The hands swip hair from my face and kiss my cheek. I feel my eyebrows furrow. I know those hands, I know those lips....
A slight adrenaline rush goes through me as I quickly retrieve from the shower floor and cover myself as best as I can with my hands.
Rising my eyes up to the blury figure in front of me, I already know who it is. I flinch away from him and grab my towel. My head sends sharp pains throughout my body and I wince repeatedly.
"Isabella are you alright?" He asks. I blink until I can see him clearly and I flinch again from his dark eyes. Looking away I nod. I can't look into his eyes without seeing the creature who wanted to kill me.
He steps forward and I suck in a breath of air-- he stops.
"Do you need help?" His voice pained and hollow. I can feel his eyes burning into my skull and it doesn't give me the tingly sensation it did awhile ago. Now I feel uncomfortable and afraid.
"Don't look at me." I whispear.
"O-oh sorry" he stutters and turns around. I wrap the towel around me tightly and run a hand through my wet hair, only to stop when I feel a large bumb on the side of my head.
A fat tear travels down my face and I cover my mouth to stop from making Adam turning back around. I see his shoulders tense and his fingers twitch; he always knows when I'm crying.
"Can I touch you?" He asks, and more tears fall out of my eyes.
"No," my voice breaks, and I am full on crying, "get out please." It takes him awhile to move but he slowly walks out; without a second thought I grab his sleeve.
"I-i love y-you" I manage to get out. He smiles back at me briefly before quickly going back to a frown when he sees my face.
"I love you too, forever...I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry" his eyes cloud over and he flashes away.
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The Roses Will Bleed |1|
Vampire"Throughout the vast shadowy world of ghosts and demons, there is no figure so terrible, no figure so dredded and abhorred; yet dight with such fearful fascination as the vampire. Who is himslef neither ghost nor demon; but yet who partakes the dark...
