A Night's Kiss

Dusk: Part 2

(Pic of Amelia ∆)
(Yoru's POV)

Her crimson eyes were gleaming into my soul. I felt danger, but something stopped me from running away. Was it because she was my best friend? No, it couldn't be. Was it fear, then?

It wasn't fear, it was something more vibrant.
As if reading my mind, Amelia started smiling at me because of my confusion.

"It's lust, your feeling. It's one of my best illusions... It keeps my prey in place!" she said snickering and walking towards me. I was trying to run away from her, but this feeling of lust wouldn't let me.

"Amy! Can you cut the crap?! This isn't funny!" I tried to shout at her, but my voice was a bit hoarse.
"And did I say this was a joke? You're a fly, I'm a spider, and you just happened to fall into my web. Plus, my illusion must be strong especially if it works on someone with your... qualities" she said with venom in her voice.
"Qualities-? Wait! No, that's besides the point. What's happening!?" I ask angrily with a lot more confidence in my voice.
"I'd hate to waste my time explaining something to a dead man," she said, grinning at me evilly, walking closer to me.
She was now right in front of me. She tilted my head and held me still. I tried to push her off, but her grip on me was too strong. She opened her mouth and bared her teeth into the soft spot of my neck. The sensation was indescribable. Although the sensation was soon replaced with pain and I tried not to scream.

Black spots started to appear in my vision. All feelings in my body left me. I could feel myself on the verge of death and soon enough I would be dead because of my "best friend".

Before I was completely blacked out, as fast as the wind, something flashed by and Amelia went flying back. My eyes widened at the sight. The last thing I saw was a guy standing in front of me with a worried expression.

--time skip--

I opened my eyes, still seeing everything blurry. My vision cleared and I could see I was in my bedroom. I suddenly remembered what happened with Amelia and quickly sat up. I soon regretted my desicion after a wave of pain surged throughout my body and grunted.

"That was idiotic," I heard a male voice speak.
"Huh, is someone here!?" I said drastically, my eyes searching for the owner of this voice.
"If you were to look in front of yourself..." The voice said patiently.
I looked in front of me and there was a guy sitting on the foot of the bed. He had dark blue hair and golden eyes. He was wearing a hoodie and shorts that were a bit too short. I was about to yell in fear, but before I could, he was hovering over me with his hand on my mouth. He put his finger over his mouth, telling me to be quiet and pulled back his hand.

I pushed him back and his face landed in my crotch. My face became flustered immediately, while I looked away from the embarrassing sight.
"If you wanted some you could have just asked," he said seductively with a devilish smirk formed on his face.
"What!?!? No!" I yelled pushing him back further, "I don't even know who you are! And what are you even doing in my room?! And how did you get in?!" I questioned, demanding answers from him.

"Oh yeah, I apologize for my lack of courtesy," he got up from my bed and stood, facing me," My name is Blaine Herthgrove. I'm here because of the "thing" on your neck and I brought you here through the window... You should probably lock it more often," he said swiftly, before I could even reply.
I stared blankly at him with the most confused expression ever.
"What?"
He sighs before giving me a response, "Just put your hand on your neck please" he kindly asked with a tone of innocence adding to it.
"O...k?" I said reaching my hand for my neck. I placed it down and didn't feel anything, "There's nothing there." I stated, looking at him like he was crazy.
He sighs, trying to keep his cool, "Try the other side then."
"Oh, okay," I placed my hand on the other side and I felt something bumpy with my hand. Then, that spot of my neck started to burn to the point where it felt like it was on fire. "Agh, what is this!?!?" I retracted my hand from my neck and looked at my hand. No burns? Strange.

"It's the venom," he said worriedly. He came up to me and laid me down. He had his face hover over mine. He started to blow lightly over my face which decreased the pain a bit, but made it come back worse. The pain was horrible and I had to stop myself from crying out in pain.
"This is worse then I thought," he stated fearfully, a worried expression on his face.
He sighed and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, they were glowing a crimson red. He stared me straight in the eye. Then, before I could even tell what was happening, his lips were locked with mine.

The pain stopped slowly and I fell asleep finally remembering that he was the face I saw before I blacked out.

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