Crimson

11

I had to remind myself that this was actually happening and not just another one of the hallucinations that my mind conjures up. We separated completely and I wiggled my way out of his grasp. I turned my back on him, my face pink because of what had just happened.

"I'm going to bed. Let yourself out and lock the door behind you," I said, going to do what I was intending to before he invaded my home.

I yawned as I made my way to my room alone and left the door open like always. Just because Kai was here for the moment didn't mean I was going to change my sleeping pattern. I crawled under the heavy covers of the bed and switched off the lamp that sat on the nightstand. Darkness shrouded the room as my eyes slid closed. It was a few seconds later when I felt the bed shift. I opened one eye out of curiosity and let out a scream. A pair of glowing red eyes stared at me a foot from my face. Adrenaline overflowed my system as I flew from the bed and slammed into the wall a few feet away. My back was really beginning to like them lately. I felt cornered, like I was playing a game of cat and mouse except I was the mouse and Kai was the cat. My breathing was erratic, my chest heaving as the set of eyes didn't blink, just kept staring intensely at me. The only portion of him I could see was his silhouette and his eyes that seemed to shake me to the core.

Kai let a sigh pass between his lips before he lifted himself onto his elbow. "Must you freak out every time you see my eyes?"

"I'm sorry that I'm not used to a vampire staring at me while I try to sleep," I spat back sarcastically.

I couldn't see it but I could tell that he was smirking. "Just come here and go to sleep before I make you."

I shot him a glare before timidly crawling back under the covers and scooting into his waiting arms, never taking my eyes off of his. I tried to shake the feeling of fear as his strong arms encircled my figure and trapped me against his chest. I waited for the bite to come, for him to roll and pin me helplessly beneath him, for him to lean over and slide his fangs across my skin. I waited for the sharp sting. But it never came and I slowly began to relax. I allowed my body to fulfil its need for warmth, his body heat spreading to me as I curled up against him, our legs tangling together. Sleep slowly took over and soon enough I was out.

In the morning, I bolted upright and shivered. The bed was empty and vacant of any warmth that he would have left. Kai was gone, no trace of him ever being here left behind.

I glanced around the room as I pushed myself from my bed, throwing the covers to the side, and made my way into the bathroom. Nothing appeared to be different but for some reason, my surroundings felt completely and utterly out of place. I myself felt like I no longer belonged in my own home.

My hand rested perilously against the cool surface of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me from the other side. But I felt like it wasn't me. I felt different, foreign in every sense of the word. It was him. Kai was morphing into the vision of the mirror, swirling within my very own being. He was there, just under the surface. But it wasn't that that seemed to haunt me day and night. It was the fact that I had become vulnerable, I had become susceptible to him trying to peel back the layers of my cold exterior. The realization tore at me. He could break me so easily, tear me into shreds in an instant if he so desired. God I was so scared. I had unwillingly placed myself into his hands, I had turned myself over to him completely. I'm falling in love with Kai and I'm scared. Not because love is an essentially scary aspect of life but because I know that he could break me. He could tear me apart and shatter me into a million little pieces like I'm a sheet of glass. And the worst part is that I would let him.

A shiver ran down my spine and my heart clenched. Nobody had ever struck me the way he had. I had never felt like this about anyone before. Fear slithered through my veins, invading each cell. He could break me, and I would let him do it.

"Oh God, fucking hell."

Everything was real. What happened last night was real. He was slowly taking over all of my thoughts and as much as I tried to ignore the force that pulled me towards him I couldn't. Something was wrong with me. Never had this happened with anyone from the past. Sure, I had felt a connection with them but it was never like this, never this strong.

I shook my head and drew away from the mirror. We were not meant to be together, not made to be together. Nature sumply didnt allow it. I decided it should stay that way.

The left side of my chest hurt.