-xxx- Coming Undone -xxx-
Some things just aren't worth living for.
Like me.
"-x-"
Prologue
It's only the beginning
Onyx pupils rimmed with crimson, color working its way against silvery-mauve irises. Her wrists and body pinned to the wall by ivory fingers; and a shadow of a smile tracing his lips, as he drew his face in closer to her neck. His tongue slid over her flesh. Bleached fangs prickling into her flawless skin, staining it with blood.
All other awareness leaked away. Mind completely focused on him. His touch, his breath, his smell. If only she could drink in more of his face. Arms draped around his shoulders, hands weaving into hoary tresses. He was close; like a kiss.
She felt his fangs leisurely slide from her neck, pain, a good pain, trickling down her collar bone, and into her shoulder. Chills spreading down her spine. A light grin hovering at her mouth.
"Why do you let me do this?" Voice echoing off the tiled walls, eyes focused on his fingers where he rubbed some of her blood was rubbed. Hating how the thick liquid adhered to his skin.
The moonlight shafted through the windows.
"Because it delays what you're becoming."
She washed the blood from her skin and bandaged it. Crimson leaking through the cloth lightly.
"I don't love him anymore." She brushed past Zero, smiling, and left him there frozen.
"-x-"
Ugh! I used the word his way too much. Try to ignore that, please? The style of this is a bit different. I've planned on continuing, but if I don't, it's a small 256 word bite scene drabble.