Hey guys, I started a new story that I wasn't really planning to. But I was bored and felt like writing! Haha, please leave me feedback and give me suggestions if you like. I'd really appreciate it. Oh BTW this takes place after the book Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer. I don't own ANY of her work or the twilight books, but THIS story is MINE. I created it and thought of it and I'd like to keep it that way. Thanks.
I know coming in this forest at night is a bad idea. But if I had to go into a cold and dark forest to prove myself of not being a wimp, then I will. I heard in owl high above me and mice scattering around in the dark creepy bushes. My 'friend's' voices had faded over 10 minutes ago, but still I was walking in further. You see I'm a loser, to everyone pretty much. I don't have real friends, but I still hope that one day those so called friends will be real ones.
After a couple more minutes my eyes finally adjusted to the dark forest. I mostly came in here to be alone. I enjoy having my peace once in a while. It lets me think over things, and organize some thoughts, too. Not like I have much to think about anyway. I'm not going to go to college when I graduate, hell if I even graduate.
School has been bad for the last couple of years, since my Mom become an alcoholic. Before she was an extreme drinker, we already had a huge crack in our family. My Dad died in a car accident because of a drunk driver. But that didn't stop my mom from drinking, she practically drunk her feelings away. Now she's is a drunk lonely hag. She hates me, but I need somewhere to stay since we don't have family here. The only days she doesn't tell me that I'll be nothing in life is when she is passed out on the floor in our raggedy apartment. Life in Oregon when you're a nobody is very hard.
I finally decided to turn around and return to my 'friends' when I heard a weird noise. It sounded like a dog growling, or even a cat hissing. It was a sort of mixture of both. I've seen carcasses of cougars, coyotes, and a bear here before, so I decided it was time to leave. I ran towards the way I'd come hoping whatever that was, was far behind me. But suddenly I heard it again, this time much closer. I've never been so creeped out in my life, I thought things like this only happen in scary movies. It is probably one of my brain dead 'friends' just messing with me.
"Nick? Is that you? This isn't funny! Stop!" I hollered, but there was no reply.
"Seriously man, quit playing around!" I continued, still no answer.
When I arrived at the entrance of the dark forest my 'friends' were gone. I looked around and shouted after each name.
"Nick? Matt? Sarah? Kevin?" I stumbled over something hard and cold and landed flat on my face, cutting my forehead. Great duffus with my luck I'll bleed to death.
When I stood up again realization hit me. What I had tripped over was a dead body, pale as paper. WTF? She, I could tell by her clothes, was lying on her back but her head was all the way around faced into the dirt. And I thought I was scared as hell before. I covered my mouth with my sleeve to make sure I wouldn't throw up, or scream. This couldn't be serious! I turned her with my foot unto her stomach and my shoe was smeared in blood. It was Sarah! One of my 'so called friends'.
I tried checking her pulse but when I pressed down unto her skin it just bent in like rubber. Why the hell am I checking her damn pulse? Her freaking head is turned all the way around! Of course she's dead! I stepped back and noticed that her blood seemed to be drained. And small bite marks on her wrist and the left side of her neck were dripping with blood. I threw up.
"Someone help! Please!" I yelled even louder than ever in any time of my life.
My voice cracked mid sentence in astonishment. A ridiculously beautiful woman stood on a tree branch not too far from me. She was also pale as paper, and her beauty made Sarah look like a wannabe pageant winner. She had straight long hair that was over her shoulders, a pale color in the moonlight. She looked isolated and deeply in pain. I ran towards her even though my instincts told me not to.
"You have to help me! Please, my friends seemed to have disappeared and one is de-"I stopped what I was saying when I saw the creamy red color of her wide-staring eyes.
Making my legs move I slowly walked back and apologized.
"Umm never mind, I didn't mean to disturb you." With that said I was going to run for my life.
But within a blink of my eyes she was face to face with me. I felt the blood from my cut slowly dripping down my cheek. She lifted her hand as if ready to scratch me, but before she could do that I swung as hard as I could right into her nose. I'd never thought of hitting a woman ever in my life, but right now I could care less.
My wrist snapped and broke immediately when it connected to her extremely cold nose and I couldn't move my hand anymore. She was hard as rock!
"You really shouldn't try punching a vampire sweetie; you'll end up getting hurt." An evil smile spread her face, and her voice sounded better than any human singer. Her eyes then got darker and she looked really angry. Damnit I pissed of a a…vampire?
I turned around and started running in desperation trying to get away from this this, this crazy bitch! She grabbed the back of my neck with one hand and slammed me hard into the ground. Then crouched above me and leaned in as if she was going to kiss my neck. I felt her tongue trail a line and she bit into it! The pain was unbelievable. It felt like Thousands of blades cut into my neck, and my insides felt like a demons inferno. Her letting go of my neck and looking around was the last thing I remembered. She had left me alone in my own personal hell.
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