Intoxicate Me With Your So Called Love
Dance with me, sway
Until you get so tired, you float away
"Emily Isabella Haley Lewis!" she heard her mother yell and got up quickly. "I'm coming damnnit, chill, woman!" she yelled, and heard a crash. She scrambled up, only to realize she was not at home anymore. Shit, shit, shitt, she thought to herself and saw a man standing in front of her, his lips curled up into a smile. "Emily Lewis, am I correct?" he asked, looking at her, his eyes a hint of danger deep. She nodded slowly and saw his smirk get wider. He came closer to her until she backed up, her back hitting the wall. He's going to kill me, he's going to kill me and I can't do anything about it, I'm going to die a lovesick moron, she thought to herself when he stopped. He stuck his hand out and she heard him whisper "dance with me love, dance your gorgeous soul" She froze not knowing how he figured out that she danced when she was younger. "I can't dance with you, I just can't, I don't know you" she said to him and he smiled his most genuine smile at her. She nodded and put her hand on his and he pulled her close to him. She tensed up and he looked at her kindly. "I won't hurt you love, I promise you" he whispered in her ear and she nodded slowly. He started leading her and started swaying to the music being played in background. I'm dancing with a handsome stranger she thought to himself as her hips swayed. She saw how his eyes were on hers the whole time, waiting, watching, worried as if his treasure would get taken away. "What are you afraid of, love?" the man asked Emily. That question caught her by surprise, shaking her head out of deep thoughts. She stared at him for a while with uncertainty and just shook her head quickly. "You won't like what I tell you" she says to him and saw him smile. "I'd love anything that comes out of that sweet voice of yours" he says back to her, pulling up her chin slowly. She looked at his eyes and was amazed. His features out shined hers, from his perfect hair to his perfect humanly crafted body. "Love, are you alright, you haven't been answering me and I'm afraid I've seemed to put you in a state of shock." She shook her head and noticed she was face to face with him. He pulled her closer to him and she gasped lightly. "What could a girl like you be so afraid of?" he asked her, looking at her features carefully, eying every single part like she was his favorite masterpiece. "Brother, you sure know how to pick your women but why I ask is she human?" she heard someone say, his voice sounding familiar to her. "She is a beautiful woman, not something you would know about," Emily heard the man holding her say. "What is your name sir?" she asked him and he looked down at her. "Jacob," he whispered in her ear and felt his lips press hard on hers. "You must run, this is not your fight" he said against her lips and she nodded, shocked by the love shown in that just one kiss. She felt his hands slowly unravel from around her waist and she wanted to wrap her hands and squeeze him. "Emotions shown by my own brother, unbelievable, father was right, human or vampire, he's a sucker for love, pathetic" she heard the other man say. "Shut up, just because you never believed in love, doesn't mean you should go ruin someone else!" she yelled at him and covered her mouth, realizing her mistake. She saw the man smirk at her and gasped as she saw him disappear. She felt an icy breath on her shoulder and tried to yell when a hand was put over her mouth. "Goodnight love, don't go causing trouble" he said to her and her eyes slowly closed her last words were "Jacob, save me"