I could see nothing in the darkness. I could hear his footsteps getting closer. His ice cold hand stroked my cheek. My heart raced as it touched my throat. "I'm sorry I have to do this to you," he said with his velvet voice. I could feel his teeth sink into my neck. I heard a door slam then the world went black…
I jolted awake, screaming. "Where am I?" I thought out loud.
"You're in the guest bed room," the velvet voice from my dream said. I gasped then saw my boyfriend sitting on the edge of my bed. "I'm guessing you had a bad dream." He looked at me with such intensity that I flinched. My boyfriend, Collin Wallings, was pale and had bright blue eyes. He never got tan or went to the beach. And he never allowed me to go on camping trips with him or his two sisters, even though I begged his so much he finally said he didn't want me to go. I, Sally Harkwell, am pale but not as much as he is.
I rubbed my neck. "Yeah, I did." I said. Collin saw me rubbing my neck and I pulled it away. "I must have slept wrong," I told him. Collin just nodded and closed his eyes then sighed. I had never met his family. I couldn't understand why. "What's today?" I asked.
"It's Saturday." Collin answered.
"I need to get home." I said and started getting out of the bed. Collin shook his head.
"You aren't going anywhere until it's safe." He said like he really meant it.
"What are you talking about?" I asked then he pointed to the window. I walked over and saw what I would have never imagined seeing…