deathly love

"I love you." I kissed Damien's soft, sweet lips one more time and ran my fingers down his cold, hard stomach and bit his bottom lip. I stared deeply into his entrancing eyes. They almost seemed distant, like he wasn't there. The longer I stared the stranger is eyes got. A milky glaze slowly covered his vacant eyes and he fell limp in my arms. "Damien, darling, are you ok?" He didn't move. "DAMIEN?!!" No! This cant be happening!! "My love, wake up!!" Sudenly damien's head shot up and blood sprayed out of his mouth and all over me and my bed sheets. The noise that came out of his mouth was indescribable. His mouth slowly closed around my neck as his teeth sank into my white skin, and as I lay there, not knowing what was happening, a faint whisper hung in the air.

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"DAMIEN!!!" I awoke screaming the strange boy's name. There was cold sweat pouring down my pale face. "Asher, are you okay up there?" I thought about what had just happened. I looked around the room for the gorgeous man that had been in my room. There was no sign of him anywhere. "Yeah, mom. I'm fine now." There was a long huffffffffff. "Then shut up and stop screaming!!! Okay, son?" My mom was so caring. I got up out of bed and pulled off my hello kitty sleep pants. I walked over to my mundane closet and began searching through the piles of clothes on the gray carpeted floor. 

Finally, I settled on some pink skinny tripps and a  Blood On The Dance Floor shirt and walked to my bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror was always a disappointment to me. I am so ugly, I thought out loud. I pushed my long black, purple, and blue streaked hair out of my eyes and began reapplying my eyeliner. After straightening my hair and brushing my teeth, I headed downstairs to catch the bus for yet another great day of school. 

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I walked out of my fifth period class and headed towards the lunchroom. We were having sloppy joes or meat loaf. It figured because I am a vegan. I live off of water and nature. I sat down at my usual table...the one at the back of the room where no one else dared to go. I lied my head down on the lunch table and heavily sighed. “Aww, what’s wrong, cutie?” I looked up to see a very adorable boy staring down at me. “I’m fine, gorgeous. How about yourself?” I said to my sexy boyfriend.

“Well I reckon I’m alright, too, stranger,” he said in his best old western accent. He tried to do different accents all the time to make me laugh. He wasn’t very good at the accents, though, but I didn’t care; I thought it was sexy. 

We laughed at his weird attempt at the voice and he sat down at the table. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. “I love you.” I glared into Gregory’s green eyes and lost myself in their beauty. “I love you, too, Greggy,” I said, giggling like an eleven year old girl. Gregory smiled and started to eat his lunch. Gregory looked over at me with a worried look on his face and stopped eating. “Where’s your food, love? Do you feel sick?” Greggy said in a bad, but cute attempt at a British accent.  “No, I’m fine. Just not hungry.” I smiled at Gregory, trying to convince him that I was alright. It didn’t work, because he laid his utensils down and stopped eating. He put his arm around me and softly stroked my hair. “What’s wrong? I know that you aren’t telling me something.” I put my hands up in the air like they have you do when you are being arrested. "I swear, I'm fine." Gregory put his hands on his hips and mocked what I said. "Stop it, greg. that''s annoying," I said, laughing. Greggy stuck his tongue out at me and made some childish noises. I smirked at him and lunged forward. I bit his tongue and started laughing. "AWwah! Lenga ah mi ton!!" I let go and laughed. "Hey. Save it for the bedroom, Asher Blaze," Gregory said with a laugh. "You're such a fucking pervert, Gregory Shane," I said smiling.

Just then the bell rang and we had to go back to class. "Well, then, darling. May I have the honor?" Gregory said and held his hand out to me. I smiled and placed my hand in his. "You may, hot sir," I said with a giggle. Gregory kissed my hand and I stood up. We locked arms and skipped out of the cafeteria, ignoring the rude insults people were yelling at us. When we got into the hallway, Gregory stopped and bowed to me. "You're so weird Gregory Shane," I said, blushing. He turned and walked off to his math class and I headed toward art.