Of Vampires And Darkness (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Two

His eyes are bright red still. He's watching me, like I'm his prey. I back against the wall, scared. Is he going to bite me?

He closes his eyes, one of his fangs digging into his lip. I continue watching him. He seems to be fighting with himself. I don't say anything or move, afraid I'll set him off. I can feel my heartbeat beating rapidly, which probably isn't helping the situation.

Minutes pass, or maybe hours, but eventually, he opens his eyes and looks at me. I breathe in relief when I see that they're his normal chocolatey-brown again. He slowly sits down. I watch him, making sure he really is done, then carefully sit down as well. I can't believe he'd managed to control himself, or that he'd even tried to. Maybe he really did care?

He may just be doing it to get my guard down, so he can get me to trust him, before he uses me, just like the rest. It wouldn't be the first time someone's done that.

I remember Samuel. He seemed so nice and unassuming. Cute kid, with the freckles, and those glasses commonly associated with nerds framing his bright blue eyes. I'd liked him a lot. Just thinking about him made me ache with pain and betrayal.

It was too bad that he had hurt me like that, pinning me to the wall and reaching down. I had told him I didn't want to, but he did it anyway, made me feel that. And when I could feel him there, inside me, part of me.

I feel tears burning down my face. I cover my face, though, it's bound to be too late. Alexander probably already saw.

"Hey, what's wrong, Sarah?" He asks me. I turn away from him, to the wall. I shouldn't turn my back on him, but I don't want him to see. Please don't come near me, please don't-.

I hear him move and immediately move away from him, pushing myself up against the wall. I can't move anywhere. I hear him stop.

"Sarah, come on, I swear, I don't want to hurt you. I just want to know what's wrong. Was it something I said or did?" He asks me, but I don't respond. I'm still crying. I angrily wipe at the tears, wanting them to go away. I was showing him I was weak, and he could use that against me.

Besides, he couldn't possibly know what was wrong. He couldn't understand what I've felt, what I've been through. How could anyone know? I didn't even know sometimes. And if I didn't know, that meant know one could.

No, I need to shut this away. No more crying in front of him. I can't give him more to use against myself.

I feel an iron chain wrap around my sadness and pain, and my tears slowly stop. I wipe my face and look at him. He looks worried, and if I hadn't clamped down on my feelings, I probably would have started crying again.

I look away from him and reposition myself so my back is to the wall.

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Why did she start crying like that? And how did she suddenly stop so quickly? And why won't she let me close to her?

Something must have happened to her. Most likely a lot of things. And something tells me, she won't tell me about them for a while. If ever. I'd be lucky for her to trust me after how I just acted. Speaking of....

"Well, um.... I should probably go find a deer. I'll be back soon. You going to be ok on your own?" I ask her. She nods. I hesitate, before grabbing my bottle and heading to the door. I look back at her, then head out.

The cold, snowy air blasts at me, though, all I notice is the pressure of it attacking me. I push against it and head out to find a deer in the woods nearby. I feel bad for leaving her in there alone, but I don't want her getting sick. I just have to hope no one finds her.