As I stood there in my long night dress I wondered where I was and why I was wearing this. I looked up and met his red eyes, he smiled showing me his fangs. This man wasn't a man; he was the creation of the devil himself. He was a vampire but I wasn't scared, I felt has if I knew him. I trusted him with my life and heart.
The wind blew the drapes up around this boy allowing the full moon to light the room and this him, so I could see him better. He was well groomed with his shoulder length hair tied back in a loose pony tale. Slowly, he lifted his hand to me and I took it, as if it was the most natural thing to do. His smile widened has he pulled me onto my balcony. He then flew up onto the ledge and looked down to me, holding out his hand. I looked back into my room, the room that felt so familiar yet looked nothing like mine.
"Don't you trust me?" He whispered.
Looking back at him I laughed at how stupid his question was, of cause I trusted him and he knew it, he laughed too. Sliding my hand into his he helped me onto the balcony. We stood there for a few seconds looking at each other, it was time, for what I didn't know. I did know that it would make me the happiest girl alive if it worked, but if it didn't well…it wasn't worth thinking about.
My conscience, the real me, was growing more and more confused. I knew things for certain without knowing them. I knew this was to be the start of my new life but I didn't know how.
Just has we jumped off of the ledge he disappeared and I woke up falling out of my bedroom window. A little scream escaped my lips and then…nothing. Just blackness, emptiness. Nothing. Mum said when you die god will be there waiting for you to appear, waiting to collect you. Unless you have been evil in your life then it would be the devil. I was sure I hadn't been evil in my short sixteen years so that means that there is nothing when we die. Just the rest of eternity in the darkness, alone.