Bloodie Hell

Dream

             It was now 4:29 am , Damon was beside me sleeping his perfect chest rising up and down. Damn he was sexy when he was sleepi- wait a second why the fuck am i admiring him like a pervert  while he is sleeping?!  All thought  he doesn't look like he's sleeping looks more like he's  fake sleeping. Hhhmmmm i wonder if he's awake nahhhh i don't think so  the guy should me drained just like me we had done 'it' (HEHE done IT) 3 or 4 times in one night.

Damon shifted his body so that he was spooning with me. I could feel his exited BIG  'friend' against  my ass, Damon's arm was tightly wrapped around my waist. I tried to take his arm of me but it was impossible, after 5 minutes of trying i gave up hope of him letting me go. His touch was cold as ice but it felt good against my hot skin. Soon sleep took over me.

                                                            *****Saphire's Dream*****

My day  was right there standing yelling at my mom, yelling her things that an 11 year old wouln't understand. Her  eyes showed pain and anger , tears filled her eyes and soon her rosy cheeks were stained with tears. He  suddenly was close to her a little to close , she  started to hit his chest, he grabbed my moms fists , she  struggles to get out of his iron grip but fails miserably. He pushes her to the ground and hits her in the stomach the grabs her by the hair and pulls her up. My mom is screaming in agony as he punches her again and again soon she is on the ground with red marks that i know will be bruises her nose wont stop bleeding and she keeps spiting out blood. My body couldn't move and not a single tear escaped my eyes, my body felt numb. My mom looked so weak. she tried to get up but my dad heavy boot connected with the back of her head, she let out a loud scream do to the kick but that scream just earned another blow. This time she bit her lip trying not to scream and earn another hit. My dads eyes connect with mine for a brief second then with a smirk he starts walking to me. I try to run my he gra-

'WAKE UP' a loud husky voice yells while shaking me violently

'are you allright'  he  asks his voice full of concern

 'yeah i am fine' i reply out of breath

'Bad dream?' he asked with concern still in his voice

'No of course not i was in candy land surrounded by unicorns shitting skittles' my voice dripping with sarcasm

'How exactly do unicorn shit out skittles' he asked trying not laugh

'I don't know why don't you ask you MOTHER' i yell a little annoyed

'Someones a bit cranky this morning' he said in a hushed tone

I gave him a killer look and got out of bed to get dressed. I picked up my dress from the ground and started to put it on i could feel him staring at my a$$. 'Like what you seeing' i asked him in a seductive voice

'YUP the stuff in your bag are quite interesting' he replied slowly

I felt my cheeks burning in embarrassment SHIT SHIT SHIT, I thought he was staring at my a$$.

'Wait did you think i was staring at YOU' he asked

' Yes..... Maybe....No-SHIT.... FUCK YOU' i yelled

Damon laughed and kept looking through my bag with an amused look on his face.

'STOP LOOKING THROUGH MY STUFF YOU SHITHEAD' i yelled irritated

'Calm down woman'

'Ahhhh what do here' He said

'what are you talking about you moron?'

He pulled out a little bag that contained my pot, yes bitch i smoke pot so what its not a big deal you know.

'You smoke pot?'

'What do you think?'

'Wow you are way better in bed than making friends' he said to himself

'I am not here to make friend i am here to work'

'Whatever' he said getting up

Where the hell did my stupid shoe go? uggghhhh i can't find  it anywhere stupid stupid shoe.Come out, come out where ever you are, i sang in my head. As i turned around i tripped over something and landed on my face, a wave of pain shot through my left thigh , as i looked down to see how badly i was injured , i saw that my stiletto had stabbed my thigh that was now bleeding. I looked up to see Damon standing a few feet away from me staring at my bleeding wound , his eyes were now a darker shade green, his hands were into fist , and his mouth was tightly shut. Damon met my eyes for a brief second then turned his attention back  to my wound . After what felt like hours he started walking to me, Damon picked me up and carried me to the bed, his eyes were again looking at my thigh.

'Aaare you ok?' he asked

'Yeah i am fin-' I stopped when i saw him licking my blood off his fingers, when he finished i was staring at him a little freaked out , he smiled at me then before i could blink his mouth was at my neck , i felt to sharp things sinking into my skin. I tried to scream but his hand was already covering my mouth.