verb 1. be afraid of (someone or something) as likely to be dangerous, painful, or threatening. ~~ "Who are you? What do you want?" I asked him as I stood at my bed. I held my hands in attempt to stop them from shaking. It didn't work. "Oh, love, you're shaking like a fallen leaf," he replied with a small smirk. Where the hell is Carlton? "You're not allowed to be here-" in a blink of an eye he was in my face. He lifted his hand up and I flinched, shutting my eyes tightly as I tried to calm my rugged breathing. I was debating on what to do, but I stopped once he slid one of his fingers down my cheek, trailing the path of one of my fallen tears. I opened my eyes slowly, but I wish I hadn't. He was smiling so widely at me that you could clearly see his fangs. "P-please," was all I could whimper out when he turned my face to the side, exposing my neck. "Awe, I really would like to stay and play around, but I got places to be. See you soon, love," and just like that, he was gone. I hiccupped on a sob and fell to the ground, my knees now not being able to support my weight. Why is this happening to me? ~~ Luna is just your average teenage girl living in a supernatural universe where Vampires practically rule any type of government they have. They only come out at night, so you better be locked somewhere safe. It all started when Luna saw him. He was the cause of every problem after that. Can Luna ever catch a break? Or will she continue to suffer over and over again until she is finally able to do something about it?