Bite Me (l.t)

Part 2

Nothing. She began to think about the forbidden thing. Someone was following her. Like in her dream. But like the thought. It was only a dream. Nothing else. She tried to shake it of and continued her way in in the woods. She had no idea why she was going so deep in, she had never done that before, but i felt like something was drew her further. After a while, she could glimpse something through the trees. Boulders. She stopped when she arrived at the remains of a fence. A cemetery. She felt goosebumps all over her body. She looked around her again. It felt like someone was watching her. But it could be all the ravens that sat in the trees and stared down at her. She lifted her dress up a little and stepped over what was left of the fence and almost fell when she entered the cemetery.

Brooke wandered between the decaying gravestones. You could barely read them. And a few had split by age. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had any relatives lying there. Brooke froze when she heard steps behind her. First she was terrified but then she thought that it probably was that annoying guy from town that had a crush on her that had followed her all the way in here.

  “Can you leave?” She said with annoyance in her voice when she turned around only not to find her admirer. It was a brownhaired man around maybe twenty with the most beautiful and symmetric face she had ever seen. Perfect features. And those eyes. Blue like the deepest oceans. She caught herself with her mouth slightly open. How rude. Ablush began to spread over her cheeks and she could feel her ears become hot.

  “I’m sorry, i thought you were somebody else”, Brooke mumbled and stared down at the ground. He didn’t answer, he just stood there and watched her. All of sudden he was in front of her, and she didn’t have time to react because it all happened in less than a second. He was so close that she easely could have touched him. Se shrieked and threw herself backwards. She hit her elbow in a gravestone and her eyes filled up with tears.

  “How did you do that?” She panted and tried the hardest she could not to cry.

  “Did what? All I did was a simple movement, only to fast for you to notice it.” He said with such a calm and low voice that it made her shiver.

She didn’t answer. She could not bring herself to answer when he looked at her that way. It was like he knew what she was thinking. She turned around to walk away.

  “Are you not going to let me introduce myself, Brooke?”

 She froze. Again. She slowly turned herself to face him.

  “How do you know my name?” She said with a shaking voice.

 He took one step closer to her and looked down at her.

  “I know a lot of things about you. Where you live, where your friends live, even your birthday. 12th of July 1821.”

Brooke took a small step away from him. He just glared down at her with a somewhat amused expression on his face.

  “You killed Hamilton.”

  “I’ve killed more than him!” he laughed and started to count on his fingers. “I’ve even lost count.”

  “You’re crazy!” She yelled and ran away. She ran as fast as she could towards the town. Then it hit her. This is exactly what she’d been dreaming about. But then he must be chasing her. She looked behind her but saw no one so she reduced the speed a little. She turned around again and stopped a gasp. There he was. He put one hand hehind his back and bowed.

  “Good day. My name is Louis Tomlinson. Haven’t we met before?” He said with an amused tone in his voice, and held out his hand to her.

  “Don’t touch me!” Brooke panted. She started to run away again. But she didn’t get far. He threw himself over her and turned her around so she faced him. He ran his fingers slowly over her red cheeks and her throat when he at the same time moved away strands of hair away from her face and neck. He leaned in and she could feel his hot breath tickle her skin. She was too terrified to do anything. She was ready for the worst to happen. He pressed his varm and soft lips on her neck and kissed up behind her ear and then up and down her jawline. When he came back to her throat he held his lips still. Then he parted them. He let his tongue touch her skin. Tasted her. She was shaking and a single tear ran down over her temple. Then he leaned back and tilted her head a little more to the side and leaned in again. But this time he did not kiss her. He let his teeth sink into her.

Brooke screamed as loud as she could but he put a hand over her mouth. Her brain tried to signal to the body that she had to defend herself, but it was pointless. He was too strong. She could feel her strength leave her body just like her blood. She felt like she was drifting away but then he stopped. He had blood all over his chin and mouth. Her blood. She looked him in the eyes. He chuckled. He brought his forearm up to his mouth and to Brooke’s surprise, he bit himself. His blood started to drip down on her chest. He held up her head with the other hand and brought his forearm to her mouth. She shoke her head weakly but he and bend it open and covered her mouth with his arm.

His blood felt disgusting but yet tempting against her lips and she  moaned. It tasted just like humanblood. Brooke looked up at him with half open eyes, he had pinched his lips together. Blood filled her mouth and she didnt’t want to swallow it but what could she had done? He held a hand over her mouth and pressed it shut so she had to swallow. It was thick and she sobbed.

She lay there under him a minute and just stared up in his face, and he stared back at her. It felt like she was going to fall asleep any moment soon. Then he spoke.

   “My blood will spread throughout your body, and in a while, you will wake up and...” He paused to think. “A completely new person.”

She could barely breath, and her heart rate was so slow.

The sun was going and shadows covered the whole place and made it even more unpleasant. And she drifted away.