I House Dead Roses

Chapter 4: Knives and Pens

For the BvB Army. xD

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 I backed away from him. He said he wouldn't hurt me. Fate used his vampire speed to trap me against my headboard. Ouch. "Fate." I said looking into his red eyes. Crimson, the color of blood.

He came closer his head dipping down toward my neck. I felt his breath fanning my neck. He licked me, then let his fangs graze against my skin. I whimpered and tried to move. His grip tightened on my arms.

He brought his head back a little and opened his mouth wide, allowing me to see his extended fangs. My eyes widened in fear as he darted toward my neck again. Then, I heard him laugh. My heart was beating so loud we could both hear it.

"You should have seen your face." He said whispering in my ear. He got up and walked out my room. As I watched his retreating back I was speechless. What just happened? Furthermore that knife I spit out, what was that all about?

 I'm going to kill you, just not yet.

What was up with that lullaby? I got out of my bed to go grab the knife. It was still in the corner of the room where I threw it. I picked it up and carried it to my bathroom. I sat the knife on the counter, then something told me something was wrong. Very wrong.

I looked in the mirror to see my reflection. Only it wasn't my reflection. A girl that looked like me stood their with a knife in her hand. My eyes widened as I backed up into the wall. She cut her arm multiple time, and with every line she made I felt it.

Blood was everywhere, and she was smiling. It hurt, but at the same time it felt good. I've never cut myself before, and I never wanted to.

Blood, a vampires source of life. I quickly ran water over it, and grabbed a bandage wrap. I looked at the mirror and the girl was still there. "I'm coming for you Riley. One of us will have to win." She said with a laugh.

"What the hell is going on?! Who are you?! No, what are you?" I asked frantically. She smiled at me. "I'm the Bad Riley. Nice to meet you, well not really." Bad Riley said with a smirk. Then I was back with my own reflection. What the hell is going on?!

Fate might be gone since he had blood cravings. I got out bleach to make the smell of blood not noticeable. I mopped the floor and wiped the sink down until I didn't see blood anymore.

My wrist still stung, but I had to keep it covered or else Fate will see it. I went into my room to change clothes. I put on another pair of sweat pants with a Of Mice & Men band shirt. I went down stairs to the washing room.

 I threw my clothes and towel inside. I put it on rinse cycle with alot of detergent. A vampire's sense of smell is better than a human's. He most definitely smelled my blood.

I looked down to my wrist to see the bandages a deep red. What am I going to do?! I ran up to my room and got a jacket out of the closet. I quickly put it on just as I heard the front door close. I was zipping it when Fate just materialized into my room.

"Why do I smell blood?" He asked glaring at me. I shrugged my shoulders. "Where's the baby?" I asked him.

He disappeared and reappeared with the baby hanging by it's head. "Don't hold him like that!" I said grabbing for the baby. "How do you know it's a him?" Fate asked.

"Because I called it a him." I said cradling the baby carefully. He just looked at the baby in my arms. "Well now we can find out if it is or not." He said scrunching his nose.

What is he-oh god did this thing just poop?! I held it a distance from me. "Change the diaper." I told Fate. He stared at me in disbelief. "I don't know how to change a diaper, I never had to babysit a baby!"