My comforter was the perfect temperature when I woke in the morning. I kept my eyes closed for a few moments, enjoying the perfect warmth. It felt like I had slept forever, and my alarm clock still hadn’t gone off. My hand slithered out of the comforter, reaching for my side table where my phone was. When my hand met nothing but air, I lowered it slightly. Still nothing. I reached it out further, and a small tingle of pain ran though my wrist. Almost like…
My eyes shot open and I quickly sat up, throwing the comforter away from my face. A gasp escaped my lips when I realized there was an I.V attached to a drip in my wrist. My gaze wandered around the room briefly. I was definitely not in a hospital. Last nights memories suddenly came whizzing by me and panic rose up in my throat.
Stay calm, I told myself, keeping my breathing regular. I wasn’t dead. I had survived the night. Someone had also given me a drip; replacing the blood I lost two nights before. Or was it two nights before? I had no idea what the time or date was. Maybe I had only been out for an hour, or maybe a few days? My attention turned back to the drip and I realized it was almost done.
Suddenly there was the sound of a door opening and my head snapped in the direction of it. A girl who looked about my age came waltzing in, humming to her self. She had medium length chocolate colored hair, and a lithe body. She skipped over to me, still humming. When our gazes met I let sucked in a quick breath. Her eyes were the same piercing sapphire color as Vincent’s.
“Morning, Emily!” she chirped, going over to the drip. “How are you feeling?”
“I— How do you know my name?”
“Everyone knows your name.”
“Everyone?”
The girl with the same eyes as Vincent nodded. “Well, everyone in the manor. It’s not everyday we come across a human whose memory even Seb can’t erase.”
“Sebastian?” I repeated.
“Yep. He’s the master mind-eraser. Last night he was pretty mystified as to why he couldn’t erase your memory. Give me your wrist,” she ordered. “I need to take the I.V out.”
I gave her a wary look before hesitantly giving her my arm. She grinned at me, showing off her oversized canines. A shudder ran through me at the sight, and I immediately retracted my arm. “Y-you’re a vampire too?”
She cocked her head to the side. “Everyone here is.”
“Everyone?” I mouthed in disbelief.
“This is a vampire house… Don’t worry,” she added, seeing my horrified expression. “We aren’t going to hurt you.”
I almost laughed. “How can I trust you?”
“Didn’t my mom tell you that last night?”
“Your mom? The queen?”
The girl nodded. “The one and only. You can believe her. Now give me your arm.”
After a moment I finally held out my hand to her. “You’re not going to… bite me, right?”
The brunette laughed, shaking her head. “No, I’m full at the moment.”
I gave her a wry smile. Nice word choice. “Do you even know what you’re doing?”
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Inject Me Sweetly / Dusk Until Dawn
VampireThere are TWO separate stories under this story group! Inject Me Sweetly: Vampires. Mythical creatures. Horrifying creatures. Creatures of the night. The creatures that make up Emily Brown's worst fear. Ever since she was little, the thought of vamp...