Prologue
The crickets fall silent as I run through the forest at exactly a few steps before my pursuer. All things living run and hide, sensing the strength of this creature. While they have an easy getaway, I run to find something, anything, to save me.
The scenery never changes. I run endlessly but not without exhaustion. I feel my pace quickly decrease and the worst of the worse halts beside me, breathing evenly unlike myself.
He waits behind me, laying his hands on my shoulders. I shiver. His hands feel like ice and false comfort. His lips find their way to my ear, one hand snaking around my throat, and my breathing stops. I can't feel anything besides his warm breath on my face and when he starts to whisper those hands of his aren't the only thing that sends shivers down my spine.
"Nina..." He repeats my name continuously, each time louder and more clearer. My vision blurs and the forest fades away.
My eyes fly open and I gasp for air. Oxygen floods back into my lungs, making them full again. Beads of sweat line my forehead and I swiftly wipe them away.
"Another nightmare,Nina?" I jump at the sound of his voice,leaving only inches between me and the bed's edge. He rushes to my side and I rub my eyes, hoping to come out of another dream. I'm awake?
Jonas, my keeper, was strictly under a no emotion, no more than pet to keeper relationship, though that was a law. Being this close to him, except when he was feeding, never happened.
I nod my head, frozen from head to toe including my lips. I look away from his red eyes and look down at his watch on my wrist. Each pet had a belonging of their keeper's and I preferably would have rather gotten a pin or a ring. The watch was bulky and way too fancy to be given to me, a pet.
He looks down where my eyes have landed and reaches out towards the watch. He rubs the top gently with his thumb and smiles.
"Won't you grant me with another tale of your creative little nightmares, pet? Please tell me,"he says, looking at me from under his long, dark eyelashes. He always asks to hear them,even after I come out of one yelling, and I do what he says since keeping secrets would break the law. I don't mind anymore actually when he does seem to listen and care about what I'm saying.
"It was about you again,Jonas." Ever nightmare was no different, he should have already noticed that.
He sighs and pulls my midnight hair to one side, exposing my neck. He leans in closer and my body tenses. I hear the breaking of flesh, I feel his fangs go deeper into me and I let out a cry.
I guess things will never change,he'll always be a vampire.