Hello again! This is the sequel to Falling for You, a JoBe story. If you haven't read that, I suggest you do. It is now completed, and can be found on my profile page. This is the prologue, and it's pretty short (most prologues are). Please review!!!
I felt my fangs press into her pale skin, my tears flooding down, and memories flashing. I remember how Sarah cried out in pain when I bit her, as Beth was doing now. Her blood dripped from the newly opened cut on her throat, and I drank it.
It wasn't my decision to turn Beth Turner into a vampire; just like it wasn't my decision to fall in love with her. Her perfect features would be maximized by the hundred as she newly awakened into one of the damned, and I could only imagine how Beth Turner would be like as a vamp. Not unlike her now, but she would be so different.
Beth moaned in pain as I for the second time started to drain her blood, and I wanted more than anything to rip apart from Beth's skin and tell her how sorry I was for being what I am, and for making her become one.
I didn't ask Beth to join my in my life of darkness; she pleaded with me. You'd think, after the mistake with Sarah, I would have listened to my gut and not have turned Beth into a vampire. I am an imbecile, and I listen to my heart, which is Beth. What Beth says goes. If she tells me to kiss her, I do. If she tells me to tell her I love her, I do. If she tells me to bite into her flawless skin and drink the blood and life out of her until she's inches away from death, even though I know it could end in disaster like it did with Sarah, but she insists anyway, I do.
Beth's blood tasted oh so very sweet; the best I've tasted since Sarah Whitley. It fills my senses up, and I'm addicted to her fresh, warm, and aromatic blood. Why am I such a push over?
If this ends badly, Beth is the one to blame. But why should I blame her? She is so soft, and she smells so good. She should hardly be blamed for anything. Especially something I did to her. It doesn't matter that she asked me, because I could have easily refused.
But, of course, I am in love with the silly girl, and that was (and always will be) my downfall.
That was the prologue; if you didn't know what that is, a prologue takes a moment from the story (usually the climax) and just clips it in the beginning so you keep on reading, waiting for that scene to happen. The official first chapter starts next!! REVIEW, my loves! - Arietty