I started walking towards the screeching sound. The room was dark, but I could see with the help of a left over flashlight flickering. There stood the most god-likely gorgeous boy I had ever seen, sucking the life out of a deer. I stood there, like my feet were stuck to the ground with my mouth hanging. He saw me looking at him. He smiled the most breath-taking smile that I could of died right then and there and been happy. Cautiously and slowly he walked towards me, throwing the deer's body aside. I was too shocked from him throwing the body aside with such little effort, to notice our lips touching uncontrollably. It seemed he was hungry of action, but I couldn't return the affection, no matter how drop dead sexy he was. Yet I couldn't pull away. As his tongue slipped into my mouth, I could taste the deer's blood, exiting from his mouth into mine. I had never liked eating animals, let alone drinking their blood, but now I felt as if it were a drug, deadly addictive but so enjoyable that I couldn't stop. The deer's blood entering my body was like a surge of power, energy and fire in my own blood. My heart was racing so hard I was sure it was either going to burst or stop, yet neither happened. It kept on beating so powerfully, I felt as if I were in a marathon. As his hands slide down my body, I could see he was trying to seduce me… it was working. I put more effort into my kisses. He could see what changed. without breaking his kisses(which were becoming quite intermit) he picked me up off the ground & carried me away from dark, scarlet room.
As he carried me i had not a care in the world. I didn't care about how he managed to get both himself and the deer in, or anything. All i knew was that i loved him. A stranger. He was l;ike my other half. Even though he carried me around, i felt as if i were floating in mid air, kissing my prince charming. I laid back in his iron-wrought cage which held me ever so gently. Though i had no idea where he was taking me, i had absolute trust in him. Finally he let me go. I was half expecting to hit the ground, but when i landed lightly on a extraordinarily soft, malleable bed (which was very silky), i was exhilarated. His amorous words echoed in my mind.
'i love you' Did he really just say that, or was my mind playing tricks on me?
"i love you" he repeated.
So he really did say it. It was odd how three simple words could mean so much.
"i love you" he repeated once more in my ear. I could feel his breath on my skin.
"i love you" i said quietly.
His lips touched mine again, but with much more power. As his legs wrapped around me, i could feel how peculiarly cold they were. It was if there was no heat left in his body.
"your... so cold" i gasped.
Yet he pretended he couldn't hear me. He started to kiss along my jaw line, until he reached my throat, at which he looked up. He gazed up into my eyes. I felt as if i was looking into his soul, and he into mine.
"just remember that i love you, and that I'm only doing this selfish act to protect you" he whispered.
What was he talking about? Protecting me from what? What selfish act? But before i could ask him, he pressed his lips to my throat, sinking his sharp teeth into my bloodstream.