Chapter Six
"If we live, we live to the Lord; and if we die, we die to the Lord. So, whether we live or die, we belong to the Lord." *Romans 14-8
I was a little surprised at how fast she manifested the dream or came into my dream. Anyways this dream was a little sloppier; we were on my street except for the doors to the houses were barricaded shut. With dark planks of wood, and on the windows.
"Well hello Gage, twice in one day, what a gift!" She cooed walking towards me, another dress on, this one was even shorter than the last it had a deep V and slits on the sides. Her wild blonde hair blew dramatically in the light wind, like on a runway. Too bad I wasn't the one running.
"Yeah well... hello." I said awkwardly, I didn't know what was going to happen if I was supposed to "hold her off" or what.
"Why don't we go someplace else?" She offered to reach out towards me; I tried not to flinch when she started smoothing out my shirt. Breathing in a shaky breath I had to think about Grams and Acem and of course Alaire, wanting me to come back alive. As the thought bumped into my mind, the blonde flinched backing up several feet.
"What?" I asked wondering why she had done that she looked up at me and those creepy red eyes flashed at my brightly, almost scaring the pee outta of me. She extended her fangs, my breath was knocked out of me when she did this, and she gripped my shoulders, they cracked under her petrifying grip.
"Nothing!" She yelled and inched her fangs closer to me, I felt my body go icy and numb, and I hadn't felt like this before. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my breathing when a voice came into my head, and it scared me... a lot.
"Gage... you need... to... her... bite... neck... breathe." Grams attempted at telling me, it was like trying to listen to a radio station from a different state. Almost impossible. I grit my teeth and opened my eyes, to red ones, ugh dude don't shiver, and she's just a girl. A girl that has razor sharp teeth that can easily penetrate your skin and suck down your soul. Okay, not working, think about how blonde she is THAT'S IT! Every blonde is the same, no matter if you're a Dream Demon feeding off of souls or in a mini skirt walking around while shopping.
"Do you think... do you think you could bite me?" I asked her, the corners of her mouth flicked upwards and her eyes actually smiled, they looked even more hungry and red. I tried not to gulp too loud; I wanted her to think I wanted her. Which wasn't hard once you got past the red eyes and fangs.
"Thought you'd never ask!" she grabbed the back of my neck like she was about to kiss me but lowered her head in the crane of my neck and placed her lips on the soft flesh before ripping into it. I didn't know much about anatomy but I knew where the jugular was and I'm pretty sure that's where her knife-like teeth drilled into.
"Is it... Is it supposed to hurt this bad?" I didn't really expect her to respond the way she was digging into my flesh with her teeth, did she only have two fangs? God, it hurt like... like someone was ripping into your neck! Wow, what a wiz!
"Good job!" I heard clearly, it might have had something to do with the fact that I was on my back on a purple leather couch, again. Or... I always was it was confusing going from reality to dream state.
"GET OFF OF HIM!" Someone growled and I think it was Alaire but there were so many people in the room I was sure, there were hissing and a lot of rackets. My hand went straight to my neck as I tried to apply pressure; I think I heard somewhere that you do that to stop the bleeding.
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Vampire"Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for thy love is better than wine." *Songs of Solomon 1:2* I thought I knew what this meant, I thought I was a good Christian boy but I was wrong. Deeply wrong in a world...
