I feel my eyes flutter open and see that I am in an unfamiliar setting. The walls are a dull white and the dark forest green curtains and draping over the sunlight that fights its way desperately into the room. I am lying in a bed with a wet wash clothe slumping over my forehead. I turn my head to the side to roll over and see roman sitting beside me, he immediately stands up in shock.
"your awake" he states, I pull my arms up behind me and sit up. "why didn't you heal?, why did you crash? I mean what happened?" he questions all at once. "I had a vision and crashed the car because I wasn't actually focusing, and I didn't heal because my vision was the shaman part of me that used up all of my upir strength, and I'm only half upir, which also make me heal slower" I huff out all at once. "oh" he replies shallowly. "Stella I think your gorgeous, and I'm in love with you" roman blurts out of nowhere.
confusion takes over on my face as I push my legs to the side of the bed facing him and slowly place them to the floor so I can stand up. The floor immediately gives way under my weight and I fall through into a pitch black surrounding. I look around confused. before I know it Nikolai is standing in front of me "now is not the time, I have to do something" I say desperately "now is the perfect time" he replies "your are not actually conscious you know that right?" he adds "what?" I question crunching my face up.
"you haven't actually woken up, that wasn't real" he says pointing up "oh" I reply "am I in a coma?" I question worried "something like that" he replies.
"so what is it?" I ask referring to what he was originally going to say "this is far more bigger than you think, this situation" he speak wisely "ok?" I question. "well thats all I had to say" he addresses disappearing into a blur.
"wait Nikolai how do I wake up?" I yelp completely helpless. of coarse he doesn't just reappear. I walk through the pitch black hoping I will eventually come to some opening or something. I reach my hands out in front of me just incase I smash nose first into a wall.
I finally feel a thick felty fabric scrape across my hands. I could feel my forehead wrinkle and my eyebrows furrow. I grab a fist full and drag it down and then suddenly a bolt of brightness blinds me, I shield my face with my palms. I open my eyes waiting for them to adjust looking around at the drape that lie around in a rather large rectangle.
I step over it and walk forwards through the whiteness. I can see a figure in the distance so I decide I would approach it because thats the best thing to do in every situation like this. not.
yep so that before human thing was tearing at the seams, literally. I could only see from the back but the spine was ripping out of their body and blood leak out of them all over the floor.
I reach my hand up to my mouth when I realise who it was. "PETER!" I scream running up to him. I have seen a wolf transform. and that is not what it was supposed to look like. I can see white blood soaked fur burst out of the cracks in his skin.
"holy shit" I shriek still running to him, that wasn't a wolf. that was a mother fucking vargulf. by the time I've reached him he lay there limp. the monster inside him still growing stretching his skin, shredding him apart.
I grab his body and pull it up so he is half laying in my lap. I begin chanting, the same thing over and over again hoping I can use my wolfy type reverse spell so that I can change him back to his natural wolf, if that is even a thing. my nose begins to bleed and before I can tend to it Peter is gone. like completely disappeared.
I should already know this, it's not real.
I stand up and quickly wipe my nose and begin walking again. I finally reach a door. you see I usually wouldn't but even if it meant dying I would do anything to be out of this place. I walk through and see a large garden.
I would say, 'wow this is so pretty'. if there wasn't a big arse snake on the ground consuming itself from the tail in a pool of its own blood. I begin to approach it, reminding myself that if its not real then its not a threat. I walk up and before I know it. its jaw has snapped around my Anke tugging me onto my back. it begins to drag me down, descending into its own blood.
I begin to sink in it, the snake still latched onto my ankle. I am screaming underwater or blood in this case and a large amount of air cascades out of my mouth, I can't breath. I look down to kick the snake away with my other leg but to my surprise ts not a snake. its roman.
I look around and I'm not surrounded by blood anymore. I am in a room. a dark one.
I look back at roman and his pupils have dilated all the way out. "roman?" I ask reaching out to him. I am immediately shoved back into a hard surface. held under his grasp. I squirm trying to squeeze myself free of his grip. but it is almost like my strength had gone. I was vulnerable.
"roman?!" I say more desperately "let go" I tremble. I watch him as he clenches his jaw shut tighter and he leans in. the icy cold touch of his lips on my neck "please" I mumble feeling fear drag my confidence away from me.
he continues kissing my neck harshly as I continue to squirm. I looked back at his face and blood surrounded his mouth. his green eyes piercing into mine and stealing away all control I had over myself. he's compelling me. I already know. he is compelling me not to run.
his jaw begins to stretch out and he lashes straight at my throat, grabbing a fistful of my hair and tugging it back allowing him to devour more of my neck.
I feel a loud, long shriek tear its way through my lips.
and thats it. I sit up panicked in a bed, in a white room.
roman jumps up from an arm chair and runs towards me, "its ok" he says convincing me to stop squealing. I back away from him, up against the head board "stay the fuck away from me" I threaten him.
"stella you have been in a coma for two weeks" he speaks abruptly. I feel my body slow down and then realise I was not in that horrid dream anymore. "its actually you" I say leaping from the bed hugging him.
I mean, he wasn't my first choice in hugs, or a person to comfort me, but I needed to feel something real.
I feel his arms wrap around my shoulder and pull me closer "boy have I got a story for you" I sigh.
well I haven't edited it but i'll probably get around to that once I've finished the book. I know this chapter was kind of shitty but oh well. and I'm sorry for the late update.
yours truly, aileysh
cheers for reading x
