A Vampires Lover - COMPLETE

Chapter Two

Cover designed by Karonte-Cerbero <3

Stepping across the stage, a hush falls over the crowded room, my heart skips a beat in anticipation, grabbing the microphone the music starts, the backing music for 'dont you' by simple mind starts playing, singing to the heavens I feel all the eyes on me, excitement spreads through my veins, I feel truly alive. Nearing the end of my set a blur of movement catches my gaze for a moment, I swear I see purple eyes staring at me, full of regret, I blink and the illusion is gone. I must be losing my mind.

"Encore ... encore ... encore" The crowd chants at me, smiling at them all I nod to the music tech who promptly starts the final song on my cd, heart attack by demi lovato. As I sing my emotions almost drown me as a lot of the lyrics reflect how I feel. Walking off the stage after the song I hear the crowd calling me back, heading down the corridor I bump into the theatres owner who is grinning and clapping his hands together gleefully.

"Fantastic job Lara. Your money is at the front desk, want me to bring it to you?"

"No thats fine Jon, il come and get it in a minute." Smiling Jon disappears as i make my way to get my bag, hoping I still have some disaronno at home. Grabbing my bag I head to the desk after signing a few peoples pictures of me, I find it slightly unnerving but I love seeing their enamoured faces. Finally getting out to my car, the envelope weighing my bag down slightly, I speed towards home before anyone else can ask me for an autograph or picture, the roads are eerily quiet but then at 2am what did I really expect. Placing my keys gently on the cupboard I close the door softly, the house quiet, flicking the locks across I drop my bag and head to the kitchen, grabbing the half full bottle of disaronno from the cupboard and the orange juice from the fridge I pour myself a glass. Turning my attention is caught by the white tulips sitting innocently on the table, sitting down I sip my drink, studying the soft petals. Again my head asks, why now? And again I have no answer. Downing the remainder of my drink, the alcohol warming through me, the citrus orange bursting on my tongue I double check the locks before heading up to bed. I could happily sleep for weeks, today has been a very unusual day. Changing quickly into my pink teddy i collapse onto the bed, only just managing to pull the covers up before i fall asleep.

My dream comes vividly to me, a soft stroke of something down my cheek, opening my eyes in the dream, purple eyes meet my gaze, his soft voice whispering over my skin, Byron, holding a white tulip delicately between his fingers, his white shirt unbuttoned, his flawless chest within arms reach. Reaching out, my fingers stroke down his chest, he feels so real, even in my dream. A cool breeze caresses my skin like a thousand tiny fingers, i glance at the open balcony doors, the beauty of the moon shining through the net curtains, i notice that the sheets are bunched by my feet as dream Byron flutters the tulip petals against my bare skin.

"Close your eyes, just feel." I close my eyes in an instant at his soft request, my stomach racing in anticipation, my skin sensitive as my sense of sight is taken from me, touch and smell take over. I havent felt more awakened and alive. Must be the alcohol and the fact i am dreaming but my inhibitions that i normally carry every day have disappeared, my body feels alive, for the first time in over a year. Gods help my imagination, I cant even say that i am not enjoying my dream, but part of me wishes i wasnt enjoying it, that i could berate him like i want to do in real life. The touch of soft lips follow the gentle trail from the petals, across my cheeks to my lips, my breath whispers across the petals as he strokes them over my lower lip, my lips part as my brain feels like it is starved of oxygen, my heart threatening to beat through my chest.