I woke up and I was still on my bed but Ben was gone. I looked up and I noticed a shadow by my rocking chair. I figured Ben had gone home so the shadow was not him, right?So I cautiously got out of bed and walked slowly over to the chair. I only saw red eyes and I screamed, loud!
¨Y/N! It's just me!¨ I heard a voice call out. I know that voice.
¨Ben!? Don't scare me like that ever again! I almost had a heart attack!¨ I whisper shouted. Then I heard footsteps running up the stairs and I froze, staring into a policeman's eyes, then my adoptive mother's. They looked scared! I could not tell them about Ben! They couldn't see me so quickly I grabbed a letter opener and stabbed my stomach with it. Blood rushed from the wound and I could see Ben's face, or at least the side of it.
¨Hide!¨ I whispered as I fell to the ground. He obeyed me and my mother turned on the light and my sight was almost gone. I could not focus on anything, it was all too blurry. But I heard the policeman's voice shouting on the phone for an ambulance. I just wanted Ben to hold me. Then I heard the doorbell and my mother rushed to answer it. Then Ben rushed upstairs, terrified at the scene.
¨I can take her to the hospital quick¨ he said calmly. Then I felt him pick me up and walk out of the room. The rush after we walked out my front door was not possible for a human to achieve. I blanked out there.
When I woke up I knew I was most likely in a hospital. Although my head hurt a bit. I sat up expecting to see a doctor, but I saw something I never expected. There was a huge painting of a rose on an old furnished wood wall. I looked around and realized I was in what appeared to be a rustic, victorian mansion. Just then I saw Ben pop his head through the door.
¨Hey sleepy head. How you feeling? Does your wound hurt?¨ Ben whispered quietly so my headache would not get worse.
¨Well now that I think about it my wound hurts, a lot¨ I said leaning back on the headboard. Ben rushed over and cut his wrist. Then he touched the blood to my mouth and ordered my to drink. It disappeared almost instantly.
¨How did you do that!?¨ I screamed, surprised.
After Ben explained I was exhausted so I fell asleep in his arms.
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Blood in my veins (Damon x Reader)
Teen FictionHi, I'm Y/N. I am a average 17 year old girl, at least I was an average girl, until I found a vampire and love. Is this to much for the beginning of a story? Sorry! Anyway here's how the story goes.