ChasingTheSun.
CHAPTER TWO
Fangs.
I remember seeing fangs. Long, white fangs.
I remember them coming from his mouth, and seeing a smile curl onto his face.
I'd been scared, and I'd tried to step backwards but I'd fallen over my study chair. He'd walked towards me, and helped me up. I'd felt safe, for a millisecond.
He'd pulled me up against his chest, and I'd felt nothing. No heartbeat.
"Danny," I'd choked, trying to pull away, "Danny, get off me,"
He didnt let me go, but I felt his breath snake down my forehead to the nape of my neck.
"I'm sorry," He'd apologised, before he'd opened his mouth. His teeth sank into my flesh, and pain seared through me. My knees had buckled, but he'd held me up with his arm hooked around my back.
"Dan.. Danny," I breathed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I swallowed deep and felt him slowly pull his head away from my neck.
Then everything was cold. I had no feeling in my heart, no feeling anywhere, just the pain throbbing through my veins.
"I'm sorry," He muttered, picking me up and carrying me to my bed. He set me down, making sure my head rested on the pillow, before stepping backwards. He leaned back down and placed a soft kiss on my lips before walking to my window and pulling it open further.
He glanced back at me before looking out into the moonlight and jumping out.
I felt my mouth part and my last, warm breath left my lips.
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I stared at myself in the mirror, my eyes not moving from my reflection. I'd tied my raven hair into a loose ponytail, I had outlined my eyes with eyeliner and my lips were blood red.
I stood up, my chair toppling behind me, before leaning forward to the mirror. I then let my fingers untie my ponytail. My hair tumbled down my shoulders and I sighed, my fingers pulling locks of it back behind my shoulder.
My finger touched the first scab, and then it slowly moved to the next one.
I leaned back from the mirror, my eyes fixed on them, before swallowing and moving my fingers down the nape of my neck to my chest.
I missed the warmth, the natural sound of a heartbeat against my fingertips. But it was gone now, and I knew it would never come back.
I heard the sound of mom coming up the stairs and dived underneath my covers, kicking my shoes off.
"Emma, honey," She whispered as she opened my bedroom door, "How're you feeling?"
I let my head peep up from underneath my covers and faked a cough.
"I feel like it's gotten worse," I lied back, "But I'll see if I can come down for dinner,"
She nodded, giving me a soft smile before clicking the door shut behind her.
I sat up, running my hand through my hair, before standing up and walking to the window. I pulled the curtians apart and looked out onto the back garden.
My breath caught in my throat as I saw the familiar silouhette walking up to the patio.
I made sure my window was locked before closing my curtains.
I then walked to my bed and sat down, pulling my knees up to my chest.
I heard him knock against the window but ignored it. He knocked again.
"Look, Em," He shouted, "I need to explain some things,"
Like how I have no heartbeat. I thought.
"Emma, I'm sorry, but you wont last a day out there if I dont tell you what to do,"
I swallowed before standing up and walking to the window. I pulled the curtains apart and looked out into the setting sun. He was stood against my window.
"Open the window,"
I hesitated before unlocking the it. He jumped inside, sliding it shut behind him before turning to me. He folded me into a suffocating hug. I struggled, trying to push him away, but he held me tighter.
"It's alright to cry," He whispered into my hair.
I pushed him away and took in a deep breath. Yes, I wanted to cry, but I wasnt going to. Not infront him.
"What did you do?" I asked, my voice wavering, before walking to my bed and sitting down.
"Look-"
"What did you do?" I asked, glaring at him. He looked to the carpet.
"I bit you,"
Those three words confirmed what I'd been fearing.
A tear slid down my cheek and dripped off my chin.
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