It was a restless sleep, tossing and turning. She slightly turns, the many whispers consuming her mind. The wind outside blew fierce, the trees branches scrapping and scratching the house constantly. Silently he watches her, as she fights in her sleep. He lights another cigarette. Almost twenty butts surround his feet; he's been there all night, and now it's four O'clock in the morning. Soon the rays of dawn reflect off her skin. The storm has passed over. He sighs, and then slowly stands. She's been asleep way too long, he thought, Why isn't she waking up? He growls softly. I'll wake that bitch up. With inhuman speed, he jumps over the edge of the bed. Although, he somehow lands gently, and quietly on top of her; His legs straddling her waist. Licking his lips, he feels the fangs slowly cutting his lips. "Time for breakfast John," he laughs to himself "It's all yours!" He rips the covers away from her, he gasps. She's naked, and God she was beautiful; waist length golden-brown hair..... :To be continued:All Rights Reserved
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