Midnight Memories (Larry Stylinson AU Vampire)

Chapter two

He held the stake above my head ready to end my life. I closed my eyes ready for the rest of the world to be shut out, for my heart to stop. The sound of our rapid tired breathing to come to an end. But as I wait with my eyes closed shut it never comes. I hear him drop the stake and I open my eyes. The blood on his left eyebrow from our fight drips onto my upper lip and he just stares at me. I try to fight the urge not to lick the blood from my lip, but decide agaisnt it being that he was going to kill me seconds ago. The taste is sweet and salty and I can tell it was mixed in with his sweat. I flick my tongue over my fangs and the boy lets out a shaky breath before collapsing on top of me. It's silent for a while, his body on mine, the taste of his blood still lingering in my mouth. The boy raises from on top of me sitting on my lap and stares intently at me; confusion clear in his eyes. He grabs his stake and gets up and leaves; running.

What the Hell?  I ask myself as I get from off the ground dusting my pants off. I feel the wind whip past my body and I let out a shiver as my teeth clatter.

It's cold!

I turn my head to the direction the boy had ran.  Who was he? Why hadn't he killed me? Without even realizing it I had walked home. The gate still open. I pulled out my key and walked into my yard; closing and locking the gate behind me. I felt another gush of air whip past me and I shivered again before walking into my house.

Why the hell didn't I wear a jacket?

I closed and locked the door behind me and walked up the stairs to my room. I could hear my fathers snoring coming from inside my room and decided to just sleep in his room. He had obviously been waiting for me to come home in my room. Probably to yell at me for being so stubborn and deciding against him and going on that walk. But, he would have to save it until I woke up tomorrow because I'm tired.

He was right though! He. Was. Right! He told me about hunters and I hadn't listened to him. Luckily,  he doesn't have to know that I had an encounter with one, who gratefully spared my life. I took off my shirt and my jeans and socks before climbing into his queen sized bed. The smell of vanilla and cinnamon filling my nose as I buried my face into my mothers old blanket and pillow.  I had never met her, but whenever I got the chance to sleep in here; the room my mother use to sleep in with my dad, I always felt close to her.

It's hard to say you miss someone you mever met, but I do love her. Because, she died just so she could have me. And, I'm forever grateful for that.

Coincidence how The Hunter spared my life and my mother died for me to live in a way, sparing my life. It's like I'm meant to actually live forever,  like a vampire should. That I'm not meant to die...not yet at least. Maybe never,  Because my mom had died for me and if I died I'd be letting her down. I may not 'know' her but I know she wants me to live.

And with these thoughts I closed my eyes and drifted to a darkness that consumed me temporarily, also known as; sleep.

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