Craving Charlotte

Chapter 14

Charlotte prov.

My body feels weak with exhaustion from the broken sleep and the heavyweight of depression that lingers over me. My mother has had her heart ripped out of her; she doesn't know where I am or if she will ever see me again.

Why has this happened to me? I doubt my mum will ever forgive me if she knew what I had done.

I slump down on the bed as Ethan places the room keys on the drawers beside the bed. I peak over at him watching him take off his top. His muscles bulge in a way that I have never seen them, his figure is more buff since the change. What would you even call this curse? Is it like some kind if virus?

Ethan's eyes meet mine, I study the dark rings around his eyes, something unfamiliar stirs within as I cast my eyes over his sweating body. Suddenly a burning feeling lights up in my stomach and my mouth becomes moist. A buzz runs through my veins fuelled by fear and excitement. He steps towards me as I roll over and perch myself up into a sitting position. My hair flows down over my shoulder. Cautiously he takes my cheek in his hand perching on the bed next to me. Instinct takes over, I close my eyes and take in his sweet masculine scent.

Part of me fears him, but the other half soaks in his gentle touch and his sexy features.
"I love you," the words slip out of his lips, my eyes snap open and I see the emotions flood from his teary eyes. I can see his remorse. Before I can speak he pulls away and heads into the bathroom leaving me speechless.

Naturally I feel my chest for comfort but still it's motionless, I can feel the pain though; nothing can cease this heartache. Can I love Ethan after what he's done? Could I get close to him? He's all I have now, somehow I have to find trust in him.

I roll back down on the bed and lay down on my side. I feel lost. I pick up the the tv remote in hope of finding some sort distraction from my thoughts however the news switches on and I find myself bolting up into a straight sitting position.

The lady in the news is speaking with an unreadable expression on her face.
"It was a heartbreaking night for the people living in this small, rural town last night. A dreadful, bloody massacre broke out when as spoken by survivors, a demented young girl started to drink blood from people. She darted from house to house slaughtering innocent families. The armed forces turned up however soon found she wasn't alone. They made their escape when they stole a black Ford Mondeo."

My hands hold my mouth in horror. We have to get rid of that car!

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Ethan prov.

Hot water runs over my body but it doesn't burn my skin like it would have done in my human self. My thoughts drift to the memories with Charlotte in the field when it was just me and her. Chasing her, tickling her hips then wrapping my arms around her waist. My best friend but the first and only love of my life. I'd nuzzle my face in her hair and inhale her sweet scent but she'd always jab me in the stomach with her elbow winding me slightly, just enough to let my grip weaken so she could pull away.

She knew I loved her, she knows I still do. I couldn't get close to her like I wanted so I found Harper. She was enticing, sexy, different and any mans dream however there is always a nasty side to a girl like that. She was a bitch. She used her mouth to pleasure me in ways you could only imagine, she would let her bulging breast run over my skin just before she'd slide me into her. Although the pleasure was unimaginable things soon become rough when she had me where she wanted me, she bit me. She sunk her filthy sharp fangs into my neck and injected her vile venom.

I was supposed to be hers forever but I woke up, I couldn't continue with out little dream world, it was fake; I was in love with Charlotte. Then instead of luring her, showing her love; the monster took over and I took away her dignity and innocence.

Now where do we go from here, I have placed a great burden on her.