Tempted to Kill
This chapter is mainly about the girls dream. Nothing really special just a dream.
Preface
You know they say when you die your life flashes before your eyes? Well that's what I'm going threw at this exact moment.
How could I have done this to Jolan, Eudorus, Darius, and…… Jake? They had done so much to make sure I was safe. It seems my way of repaying them is pretty lousy and just down right wrong.
You know if I had a choice of where I was to die, I would have it exactly right here where I'm at right now. I'm at an old girl scout camp named Cimarron that's in Stillwater, Oklahoma. The reason I chose this place was to escape for the man that wishes every so much to kill me and plans on doing it in a couple of minutes.
I thought by going to a place where he least expected me, I would stand a chance, but I underestimated him. Eudorus was right, it's hard to knock a tracker off your scent when he/ or she smells you just once. I should have listened to him.
Today was a dark day, the clouds were almost a charcoal, and the sun never shined threw once that day. And to add the gloomy feeling, the wind was very strong that day and with it was my scent that went straight at my attacker. Just perfect!
I was standing at a waterfall that was deep in the woods at Cimarron, and my attacker was standing on the opposite side pacing back and forth like a predator stalking his prey. Which in this case is true since I am I frigging prey! Anyways… I'm just standing there keeping a rather sharp eye on him as I held a rather nice dagger in my hands as a possible way of protecting myself. It was made of silver and Vampires are allergic, but not allergic enough to kill them, only slows them down. Which in my case they'd still kill me in a heart beat.
The Vampire that was preparing to attack me stud in pace inhaling the air that carried my scent and smiled evilly. He saw my frightened look and as usual he smiled at me flashing his pearl like fangs. You know I hate it when he does that, because no matter how used to it I am, I never fail at shuddering at the sight. My hand tightened around my weapon and his eyes shot to it like I was about to throw it and I knew he was preparing to dodge it.
I sighed deeply trying to calm down, but my heart still pounded against my chest and my mind raced with confusion trying to decipher my next course of action.
Then almost like he could read my thoughts he said, "Don't worry, I'll good easy on you. And just think you might even enjoy it." His eyes even showed he was thriving with hunger as he stared me down with his cold blood eyes.
That bastard! He was planning on making me suffer! And then there was the fact I knew he would let it linger because he thinks my scent is abso-freaking-lutly delicious, and it honestly makes me wonder if my blood tastes as good as it smells. I hope I taste nasty! That's just what the bastard deserves!
The Vampire couched into his hunting position and I, just out of habit, took several steps backward.
God I hope I actually get a little bit of luck and my family will come to my rescue. Not likely, since they should be in Dallas, Texas. But hey, one can hope in one's last couple of minutes.
"Got any requests?" He asked that actually sounded like a growl.
"Yah, Piss off and Die!" I yelled an took off into a fast run threw the thick woods.