Love Bitten 2

Chapter 5 - Tough Feelings

Esther's POV

I shouldn't have written that message on the back of the white card. I just felt horrible for the rest of the day, laying on her bed. I knew I was right, about her being obsessed with me. Surely she must have had a girlfriend, why was she so experienced? I let out a small sigh, before watching the door open, revealing Callie. I immediately sat up, getting ready to leave the room to go somewhere else. 

"You have been a bit naughty, writing that message." she said to me, before I watched her take a few steps towards the bed before stopping at the end of it. What was she doing? 

"I don't want anything to do with you. Leave me alone." I simply told her. 

Then, she then got on the bed, alarm bells started to ring inside my head as she started to slowly crawl towards me. 

I reacted by moving away from her before she even got close to me. "You can't fight yourself anymore." What?

"I am not fighting myself. I just don't like you as much." I said, before watching her sit in a cross legged position. I knew what she was trying to do, I am not letting her touch me. I won't let her. 

"Why?" she then asked me. Fine. If she wants to be that person, fine. 

"Too bad you are not going to get a answer from me," I replied before I pointed at the light brown door which was still open, "Get the fuck out of my room." 

"Language." 

I then let out a small growl before I stormed up to her, grabbing her arm before she grabbed me by the waist, pulling me down onto the bed within seconds. "You made two mistakes now. First mistake, is that you used that language at me. The second mistake, you just tried to forcefully move me from our room." she told me, her eyes glowing a dark purple. Why purple?

"Fuck you." I growled at her. Then, she pinned me down. I am not giving up without a fight, even though she might kill me. I'd rather die than be with her forever. I tried to move my wrists upwards, but they wouldn't budge. Her grip was too strong. 

"I didn't know what came over me! I'm sorry! Let me go, please?" I asked her through my small pants. 

"No." she replied, before I watched her lean her head down to my neck. "What do you want me to do?" I asked her, until it was too late. Her fangs were already in my neck, drinking some blood from me. I widened my eyes at the painful feeling, before trying to let out a scream but I couldn't. Some tingling shot down my body like a thunderbolt. The painful feeling quickly went away as I got used to her feeding. 

I then felt her pull her fangs out, making me gasp slightly. "Your blood is the best fucking thing ever..." she whispered. "Thank you." I said to her. What the fuck happened?

"Are you calm now?" I then asked her before my world around me started to blacken, slipping into unconsciousness. 

"Yes."