Is it wrong to love a vampire?

Chapter 2

Sam lead Georgia into a room with a bright blue bed, tucked up against the back wall. The room was full of flowers and mirrors.

'This is my room.' Sam said jumping onto her bed and crossing her legs. 'I was going to give you the tour first, but this is so much more fun. I get to show you the best room first and then we can continue. My room is only two doors away from you and I'm right near the stairs which is always a good thing. I know we picked you up from the party but are you liking it here? What do you think of everyone? I hope they are all being nice to you.' Sam stared quizzically at Georgia, trying to read her face.

'I don't know, I just woke up.' Georgia uttered standing awkwardly at the door.

'Oh, so Aly didn't tell you about us?' Sam said, her face dropping into sadness, it looked out of place on her face, as if it belong there. 'So you're not part of the family.' Sam whispered to herself.

'Didn't tell me what?' Georgia asked, searching Sam's face for answers.

'Nothing.' Sam said, the smile reappearing on her face like a switch being pulled.

'Let me show you around now.' Sam stood up.

Georgia remained at the doorway. 'Do I need to know something?' She asked again, trying to find some recognition in Sam's face.

'Not yet.' Sam laughed. 'But once you're part of the family, you will.' Sam slipped her hand into Georgia's not giving her time to process and started walking out the door.

Georgia's mind was trying to piece together the day, her unease and Aly's inability to show. 'Is Aly actually here?' She asked herself over and over again. She could see Sam's mouth moving, but the sound wobbled like it was coming through water.

'For generations this house has been in Nate's family, he doesn't want us to touch too much, he keeps spouting off about nostalgia, as if he's the only one you gets it. Then there are these doors which lead the library and some very cool stairs to the kitchen, if you ever want a short cut. The library is by far one of the largest rooms and when the sun hits the right point, it can be amazing to enjoy it all but there's just...Georgia.' Sam turned around and looked at Georgia's distracted face. 'Are you alright?'

Georgia stared up at Sam, her features distorting to fill the dark images in her mind. 'Yeah.' Georgia squeaked. 'I'm fine.'

'Okay.' Sam said smiling and continued walking.

Georgia needed to get out, the unease in her stomach grew, a stone dropped in her stomach like a hammer and she pulled out of Sam's grasp and ran for the wooden stairs behind her. She dashed across the large foyer, her only thought of getting out of this place and towards home, where she knew it would be safe.

Georgia pulled open the large wooden door, which creaked with each pull she made, and continued running. She could hear the sound of her name drifting towards her but she ran into the woods. She tripped and stumbled over rocks and roots, cursing her bare feet but she didn't dare stop. Low branches and shrubs scratched her shoulders and arms, her body pulsed with her movements and her legs were ready to crumble under her, stones and broken twigs cut into her feet, leaving patchy blood trails for others to follow, but she kept running. A wide stretch of road stood in front of her and with her feet safely on tar, she breathed a sigh of relief, she was on her way home. Georgia stood on shaky legs, tears clouding her eyes and she gulped down air like it was water. It was slow progress as she began walking down the road but it gave her time to figure out her thoughts.

Georgia finally reached the edge of a very small town, the sun was starting to drop in the sky and there was nobody out on the streets. She stumbled down the main street, looking for a phone to call her dad, her footsteps slapping on the concrete, at least she wasn't trailing any more blood. The wind has started to pick up and the sun moved further down. A chill ran down her spine, the hairs on the back of her neck rose and she could feel that stone of fear grow in her stomach. Her body ached and her arms stung from the scratches but she needed to keep moving. Echoing footsteps sounded from behind her, Georgia's heart quickened and her fear jumped to terror as the footsteps stopped. She looked around, trying to prove to her mind that no one was after her.

'Hello girlie.' A smooth accented voice called from behind her.

Georgia froze, she looked up from the ground and a man with blonde hair stared back at me, his smile was lopsided as his grey eyes seemed clouded. All she could do was stare, he terrified her and Georgia started to slowly back away. The man moved closer.

'Aww, don't run away from me.' He mocked.

She turned and ran down alleys and side streets, hoping to lose him but whenever she turned around, he was there. She turned left into another alley, it was a dead end and she was trapped. Georgia pressed her back against a brick wall, she hoped he would move straight past her. But his shoes clipped the pavement, each step sending shivers down her spine.

'I know you're there, girlie.' His voice bounced off the bricks.

She covered her mouth, hoping to freeze her lungs. He turned down the alley and saw her, his mouth growing wider.

'I found you.' He laughed.

He slowly edged himself closer to her as he put his arm around her waist and pressed his lips against hers. She tried to pull away and he just gripped tighter.

'Don't fight it.' He whispered in her ear. 'Not when we're having so much fun my dear.' He kissed her jaw

Georgia focused only on her pounding heart, counting each beat. He kissed his way down to her neck and pressed his nose against it, taking a deep breath of her scent. She felt his tongue run across her neck before his lips came back over. She gasped as he seemed to bite her. She closed her eyes and prayed that he would go away. That someone would find her.

'LEAVE HER ALONE!' Someone yelled in the distance.

The man spun around and her skin teared, a scream broke her lips as her head hit the wall and her world grew dimmer as she eventually succumbed to darkness.