~just like blood~
The warm integrating light flooded through the windows, the dust bits flying all through out the room. Oxygen flew into the girls nose, making her inhale sharply. A sudden gasp erupted through her mouth, as she quickly exhaled in raspy gasps, tears flooding through her eyes, almost making her cry.
A sudden pain shot through out her whole body, making her feel vulnerable every where. She lifted her slim fingers up to her neck, and almost let the tears flood freely from her eyes. The pain was almost so unbearable, she would, and could, pass out.
Two large holes were in her neck. The teen had no idea what was going on, and was scared as hell.
The fresh wounds were bleeding just a little bit, making her warm blood drip freely down her neck. Her body seemed almost paralyzed. The covers were covering only her legs, and her bare chest exposed, goose bumped from the open air.
she started to think about parasites, or insects, and how they might have done this to her, or even, maybe a little spider hiding some where in the shadows she didn't know about.
Maybe, there was a believable explanation for these two large holes in her neck. She looked to her left, struggling to find her phone, to call for her neighbor to come and help her. The girls parents were out of town, on vacation.
She was so mad at them for leaving her alone in the big house by herself.
Her neighbor, Janice,is a 65 year old lady who lives a house just across the street from her. Her parents had asked Janice to watch their daughter over the lonely weekend.
The girl pulled the sheet over her chest, wincing when the cover lightly brushed over her wound.
She struggled to get out of bed, trying to not have any contact with her neck as she did so.
The light from the windows was not sunlight at all. It was light from the street lights on the sidewalks and from porch lights on other houses. She realized that it was at least somewhere around midnight.
She walked over to her bathroom, And took out a paper towel. She ran it under neath the cool water. Pulling her blonde hair out of the way, and placing the cool water onto her neck.
She sucked in an isolated breath. And squinted her eyes. The water felt good, but stung all at the same time.
She hobbled back over to her sacred bed and saw her phone on the night stand. With one hand she held up the cover, and with the other grabbed her phone. The light from her device illuminated the whole room with a glow as she read the time. 12:21.
She was right it was around midnight. As she laid her phone back on the night stand, the sheet completely dropped from her body, the cold encircling her exposed never seen places.
The girl gasped and bent down to pick it up, her hair falling in her face. She didn't realize that she was fully naked until now. Her body was limp, from the two holes that were in her neck.
She wasn't usually this weak, but it seems like she had lost a lot of blood. But the amount on her pillow wasn't as much as she felt she had lost. So where was the rest if it? Her mind ran across the idea of calling the police but she didn't want to deal with the whole emergency room.
She believed that she could take care of herself, and she would. She grabbed the blanket and stood up. She held her balance on something hard, and pulled up the sheet over her frail body.
she started grab harder on the hard thing, to support herself. She suddenly remembered that the wall she thought she was leaning on, was on the other side of her bed. She could feel a denim shirt through her fingertips. Her heart started to beat rapidly in her chest. The hard thing WAS NOT a wall.
She gasped out breaths of terror, her eyes wide as plates. Her stomach started doing flip flops. And not the good kind. The darkness in her room covering up her sight from being able to see anything.
some one was in her room. Some one was fucking in her room! A scream got caught in her mouth. Her head started to bob up and down like a fish. Her whole body frozen. Realization slipped into her mind how she was naked, under only a blanket.
And she was very weak because of blood loss. Her hand was still on the person that was in her room. A sudden thought about self defense and the karate she has been taking since she was 4, slipped into her mind.
She knew she couldn't fight back, especially in the position she was currently in.
She did the only thing that her mind was screaming at her to do. Run.
She grabbed the blanket at her feet and ran. Her legs felt numb, and her brain was hurting like hell. She ran down her carpeted stairs, gasping for breath, and coughing. Her mouth was on fire and it felt as if she was coughing up blood.
Her whole body was limp and fragile, and all she could do was run. She grabbed the handle to the front door, pants and coughs erupting from her mouth.
Just as she opened at least a centimeter of the door, a hand shut it forcefully. She lost it. she fell to the floor and started to cry.
Her tears landing on the floor. Her hair stuck to her face from sweat.
"P-please don't hurt me!" She shouted through uncontrolled sobs. She knew he was though. Always in movies when some one would say that, they would get hurt.
She heard a deep rumble. The man had chuckled and bent down to her level on the ground. He took his intelligent looking hands and stroked her face.
She shivered, his hands cold and a bone chilling warm
"Why would I do that?" His voice sounded deep. Not the manly deep, but the mesmerizing sexy deep that any girl would fall for. Her skin seemed on fire with the mans presence next to her.
She scraped up some courage, with the little left that was there, and spoke to him. "You're not? Then what do you want! Get out of my house!" she screamed and stood up, her muscles cramping as she tried.
but was forcefully pushed back down by the man, his hands on her shoulders. this time she had a full view on the man she was looking at. He looked around twenty or nineteen.
Her seventeen year old figure was a tooth pick compared to his.
His hair was long and thick and the color was light brown with a hint of darker brown. Two birthmarks were placed on his cheeks, His eyes were brown with a gold rim around them, and His figure was tall and strong, and looked built for hunting.
She was terrified ad attracted to him all at the same time. Her face was flushed from crying and her heart was beating rapidly. "How dare you!" The man shouted, his voice booming.
He walked over to the sofa and flipped it like it was a pancake. It rolled over the floor with a loud bone cracking thud. The girl flinched and crouched down on the ground in full terror. Tears rolling silently down her cheek and past her fragile jaw.
"Talk to me in that manor!" The man walked over to the shelf just above her fire place. He slid his toned arm across the shelf knocking everything off onto the floor. All the picture frames and fine glass shattering leaving the floor with sharp glass knives everywhere.
The petite blonde let out a sob covering her mouth. The man turned around his knuckles white, and body language stiff as wet wood. His pearly whites gritted together and eyes in a flaming rage. As he looked at the girl, his eyes softened and the color started to return back to his hands.
"I'm sorry." The young girl said, her face buried in her knees and hands. Her tear stained face overlapping with more tears.
The man walked over to the girl, crouching down on his knees. Her pale body flinched when he grace fully touched her shoulder.
"My name is jack." He said calmly. She shuddered hearing his voice. He was scary, yet he draws her in. She was frightened and amazed all at the same time. "And after everything that i just did to scare you, I am actually here to protect you."
Yeah, so this chapter wasn't very interesting:/ sorry:( this chapter was just to get you "interested" on my new story:p
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