The Dangers of Life and Love (Vamp Love Story)

Chapter 5

It's been five months since he left. When I sleep, I dream about him. I wake up from either crying my eyes out or screaming. I barely eat anything anymore. And when I go to school I only pay attention to what we are learning in class. I get my work done though, and I have straight A's too. I try my best to not think about him, but that's almost impssible. No, I'm not like Bella Swan from Twilight, I don't do stupid, dangerous things to "see" HIM. No, I try to move on with my life but for some unknown reason I'm not having the best luck with that.

As I lay on the leafy floor of the woods, I hear leaves and twigs snapping in the distance. I try to not panic and stay as quiet as possible as I slide over towards the thick decomposing log behind me. What am I going to do if it's some kind of creep? I'm not strong enough to defend myself against a grown man! Breath, I told myself.

As the footsteps get closer, the faster my heart began to pound. Please don't find me, please don't find me, I kept chanting in my head. When the footsteps stopped, I let out the breah I was holding, apparently too loud, because the next thing I knew I was being held in a tight grip by some stranger.

"Who do we have here," he asked breathing against my ear. Which made me shiver in discomfort.

"Don't be scared pigeon, I'll make sure it's an experience of a life time."

Dear God, please help me!! Why does everything that's dangerous have to come find me?! Why do I always attract it?! Why can't I run away from it like any other normal human being?! Why do I test it?! Can't I learn my lesson the first time?!

"Let. Me. Go!" I growled through my clenched teeth.

"Ooo feisty, perfect!" He murmured disgustingy into my ear.

"What do you want with me?"

"Your blood," he said and put his mouth to my throat. I could feel something sharp and pointy pressing into my skin, lightly pricking it.

I squeezed my eyes shut and braced myself for the pain, but it never came. I nolonger felt someone next to me. When I opened my eyes, the creep was gone. As I slowly tried to move my feet, I fell.

No, no, no! I have to get up and run, before he comes back! Then I heard a whooshing noise and leaves rustling again, along with twigs snapping.

"Who's there?" I asked in a shaky voice.

Then he came out, eyes bright, hair in a wild fashion, but still looking as beautiful as he had the last time I saw him.