Drag Me To The Grave

Days Are Numbered

Andy stayed in the darkness so I couldn't see that beautiful face of his, though I knew he was there. He had this effect that he was all around me at the same time. I don't know. I'm weird.

"What do you want with me?" I tried to speak as confidently as I could, though my voice faltered a little.

"Why were you out so late at night?" He answered back.

"Great. Answer a question with another question." I groaned

"Answer..."

"I don't know, I usually do that! I just needed fresh air."

It went silent then. My heart seemed to beat out of my chest and my ears began ringing in the deathly silence. Oh god, why is he silent. Please don't kill me..

"I'm not."

Did I just say that out loud?

"What do you want with me?!" I screamed into the darkness and stood up, trying to face him.

Then, I felt breathing on the back of my neck. My body went rigid as I froze in fear. He then proceeded to whisper in my ear.

"You just smelled so tasty.."

What. The. Fuck.

"I-I uhh I don't know what you're talking about?..."

My hair was moved to one side, exposing my neck. Two sharp needle like things then brushed my neck.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.