10:23am
In my mind everything seemed to fade. Within the darkness that filled my eyes, the pain had seized, and all sound that was present fell silent. However, the flashbacks did not. My mind replayed on a loop. I could still see the man approach me like I was his prey. I could still feel the impact of my spine slamming into the tree, as he threw me. His cold teeth sinking into my neck felt so real, as it had before. His breath like fire against my skin, and his icy cold body pressed against mine. I pictured myself waking up in the warmth of my bed, wearing my pink pajamas with lips littering them. The fireplace warming the room with its elegant blaze, and the sound of its fierce heat cracking the wood below. In my mind, I was drinking a cup of tea, and getting ready for school. Kissing my mother and father a good morning. I pictured my life in one quick second, allowing me to fill with hope that maybe this was all a dream. I would wake, and my dream would be my reality. However when I eventually did wake up, it was far more different than I anticipated.
My eyes shot open. The anguish of my dream filled my heart, I could feel the deep pain well up inside me. Not the pain that was physical, however strictly mental. Everything that I had hoped for had been a lie, an illusion my mind created to distract itself from the grizzly reality I was about to face. I wondered what my life would have turned out to be if I had stayed in my room, been a good girl and had gone to school. My mind began to slip off again, and the room feel silent. The pain of my heart lessened and the constant beeping of my heart monitor began to die down, until a voice sliced through the silence.
"Your awake.."
I sat up quickly in my bed, the sheets falling helplessly to the floor.
"Hey take it easy, just relax I'm not here to hurt you."
I looked up. There was man standing at the foot of my bed, and our eyes connected. He had the same blonde hair as the man from the van, and his jaw was sharp. His eyes were the same shade of gray, and I fell lost into them. He wore jeans and a white T-shirt, and his left arm was covered by a thick black tattoo that I couldn't see.
"Its ok you don't need to be afraid, your safe here."
My mind filled with questions that were burning my thoughts, I could feel the fear that had filled me once again settle from his soothing voice. His low relaxed breathing calmed me, I felt safe with him, even though he was a stranger.
"Who are you? Where am I?"
My voice was shaky, and my hands were trembling.
"You don't remember me, but I was there at the forest when you got attacked. I stopped the man who was killing you, and brought you back here. My name is Ronin, I am a senior here at the institute, and you are?"
I looked into his eyes, once again. He was handsome, well built, he was my savior, and I couldn't thank him enough for it. He was the one from my vision, the one who had bitten me the second time. Still my mind wasn't satisfied.
"Well I believe thanks are in an order, thank you for helping me Ronin, I am forever in your debt. My name is Eleanor by the way."
"Eleanor, what a beautiful name."
I couldn't help but blush. I looked away in shame that's when I caught a look at myself in the mirror. My heart froze, and my mind emptied. I stood up, my feet pressing against the cold tile floor.
"When I found you, you already had been bitten, you were dying, practically already dead. The man who bit you was aiming to kill you, instead of killing you, he gave you something, something many had thought was a legend, removed from history thousands of years ago. My race comes from ages before any civilization, and many believed that we were cursed. By stopping him from drinking your blood any further, allowed your body to react to the venom that was already filling your blood stream. It didn't take long for it to attack your cells, and mutate into them. However like any virus, your body began to reject it, and fight back, which as strong as the virus was, it killed you. These people long to kill innocence, to cast a dark shadow over our race, and give us a sinister reputation. To bring you back to life, I had to give you a stronger, more effective virus that would turn you into one of us, inevitably it worked."
I looked into the mirror. My hair had turned from the charcoal black it originally was, to a shimmering silvery white. My skin was pale and clear, and it felt like velvet beneath my fingers. My eyes were the same dark Grey, with a thick black ring around the iris, same as Ronin's, and the man who had attacked me in the forest. A tear fell from my eye, my knees fell weak, and I grew increasingly dizzy.
From behind me Ronin's voice crept into my ears, the words plaguing any sort of sanity I thought I had left.
"You're a Vampire."
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The Vampire's Mistress (A Beautiful Bite) Book 1
Teen FictionHis kiss, his trance, her lust, love. A Vampire, a Human, a beautiful bite, Immortality.