That One Party (on hold)

Prologue

Prologue

He wanted me. I could see the desire in his eyes.

He leaned in for a kiss, but I could feel nothing but pain. Pain so excruciating, words could not define it. My whole body was burning yet it wasn't. There were no flames, just the feeling of the fire. No kiss is supposed to feel like this.

I'm alone in the dark.

Where is he? Why can't I see him?

The darkness is blinding but...hold on..there's something red...it's on me...it's on my hands...and my dress...red red RED!...BLOOD!

ugghh! Holy shit!

Such a horrible dream. Oww! My head. Why is it...?

No no no. No way!

I can't believe I got drunk at that party. Shit.

And how the hell did I get this deep red bruise on my arm. It looks as if someone bit me.

Despite my horrifying headache, I tried to put some extra effort into remembering exactly what happened last night.

Think Sara think...what the hell happened?

Images flickered through my mind. He was there. He was going to kiss. That thought alone made me blush hard.

Sara now is not the time to blush for God's sake.

But he didn't kiss me. I know I was drunk and there are a lot of things I can't seem to recall but I know for a fact that he didn't kiss me. He was there, he held my hand, he leaned forward, and... Oh my God!

My mind has got to be playing tricks on me.

He is so not human!...or have I gone mad?...Is he really what I think he is?

So much for a great first party eh Sara?

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Prologue is edited by @andrea4life012 .

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