Liza is an eighty nine year old vampire stuck forever living as a teenage girl, for decades trying to run away from her past. She tries to control her desires and the strong temptation she faces being what she is, fighting to save her own sense of h...
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I appear in an empty room. There is no light, only darkness.
"Is anyone there?!" I call out.
Suddenly I am unable to move, feeling a deep chill fill my entire body.
"You can't hide Carter..."
I hear an echoing voice taunting me. All I can do is breathe heavily.
"Carter..."
And right then appears Evelyn, her face and hands coated with blood. She slowly walks closer and closer until there is no space between us. She guides a hand down my cheek, her eyes glowing a crimson red.
"Soon enough you will want this, and I can't wait to show you."
"Carter!" It is then Liza's voice that echoes throughout the room, yet she is nowhere in sight.
I shiver as I am terrified. There was a pit in my stomach that knew Liza was not going to come to my rescue. I am now alone to face her sister, looking confused to her at what is happening.
"What am I...Carter."
Evelyn calmly asks me. She then laughs darkly and roughly grabs me by the neck...suffocating me as her face is one of a monster.
"WHAT AM I?!"
I fall out of my bed with a hard thump, waking up from my nightmare in alarm. Out of it, I reach from the floor to my side dresser to look at the time on my cell phone, 1AM.
"Shit..."
I lean against the dresser in a light panted breath, running a hand through my hair to rid myself of the sweat formed on my forehead.
"God what a dream. About Evelyn? Blood, so much blood. And Liza..."
It felt so real, like I had seen something like this before. The past few days have been anything but normal. The way Liza is acting is messing with me. There is no doubt I find her attractive. Her mixed signals towards me however were something else, frustrating in ways I couldn't tell anyone. She went from harsh and extremely distant to what felt like the intimacy of a lover. She had turned rather forceful with me, as like Nate I too stood no chance against her apparent strength. Her lips upon my neck were as cold as ice, yet it felt like I was on fire from her touch.
The attraction Liza and I both share is evident even as she denies anything is sparking between us. I could feel it in her touch, something that was not just a simple peck. She was kissing my neck as if she was savoring the taste of my skin. It was something that felt so wrong yet so right. There is just something about her, something so alluring that makes me want to go back for more. Yet it feels as though she and her sister have a deep secret, one I should be afraid of. My feelings are conflicting, battling one another as I try to figure this girl out. Maybe I never will, but I want to at least try.
