1 When we First Met
You know after many years of heart ache and problems with most men and some women I have met, I know I have actually found the one I have longed and wished for all my life, even if he is was a Vampire.
Since I was a child I would dream about a man who would come into my life one day, and even in my dreams I knew he would be different from all the rest.
I could picture him since I was 13 years old. I would be hiding somewhere in a church, yeah of all places a church, and there would be a room and he would be there sitting behind a table that was turned over on its side, like we were hiding from the people who occupied it with their fake beliefs from getting to us.
I could remember looking at him; he had such beauty for a man. Normally you don't call a man beautiful, but there was not a thing about him that wasn't beautiful. He has dark brown and curly shoulder length hair. It was cut short in the front not to block his vision even though being a vampire he could see in the darkest of caves with those piercing eyes, but in the back it was long. He almost had a look like a knight from the 1800's. That image alone gets my skin crawling with excitement as just like Heath Ledger does in A Knight's Tale.
His eyes, oh how do I describe them? Well simply put Perfection. No other word describes them. They are like the color of cats eyes, so green and almost as if they glowed, maybe he was part cat, no a bat. Yeah that is why he could see so well at night. In my dreams he would look at me, and some times it would be very dark and all I could remember seeing was his eyes, as if bringing a soft glow into the room.
When he smile his lips were covered by the softest hair, almost like fur, and it was always trimmed up so well and clean. He had a mustache and a goatee. Touching it was like touching silky smooth hair that had been conditioned with the finest conditioners ever made. Not tangles, not even in his tightly curled hair.
In my dreams we would sit there for what seemed like hours, him holding me and speaking to me in a language I have ever heard, yet it was so beautiful, that when I was awake I would find myself mesmerized by people's voices that had accents in them.
I would be wrapping my fingers in his hair, whirling and twirling them all around, so soft. And when I would touch his face, his high strong cheek bones to his soft facial hair it felt like silk.
Never did I fear this man of my dreams better known to me by the name of Malachi. And after 2 failed marriages and 2 children born, I was starting to think that was all he would ever be; my fantasy dream vampire.
2 Age 17 almost 18
I had just turned 17 years old and I met my first husband I initially had tried to forget about him, except when Malachi would come visit me in my dreams or I had daydreamed about him and where he was.
By this time in my life I had became a very sexually active girl. My dreams with him they started stirring emotions in me that when I was with someone in real life and they would touch me in a way similar to what he did in my dreams I would be very easily persuaded to go further then I probably should have. What can I say my hormones were off the rector scale!?
It didn't help much that the day before I found out I was pregnant with my first son, that one of my dreams with him in it was going to be the last for a very long time.
This dream was different then the rest it was the only one that he was laying besides me in a big plush bed, covered in deep red satin sheet and the softest and warmest fur blankets.
There was not much else about the room that I could remember because all that was going on in my mind was like what you see in one of those hot passionate scenes from a romantic mushy movie like City of Angles with Nicolas Cage and Meg Ryan.
It all played out so slowly and this was the only dream I have had where I got to see him from head to toe with no clothes on.
His body was so cold to the touch, but the heat from my body and the passion coming from us kept us both warm and sweating. He had rock hard abs, not a 6 pact, but just enough to form the shape of a nicely smooth body tone.
He had me mesmerized to say the least. Before the dream was over and we were both climaxing at the top, he was kissing around my neck whispering in my ear that he will always and forever be mine and me his as well.
That's when it finally happened. All these years, never once had he been willing or wanting to do this, even with my begging and pleading to be with him eternally by letting him turn me so I would be just like him and see as he sees. He finally accepted my love and wanting to be with him, and as he whispered those final words softly in my ears his fangs had came out and grazed alone the nape of my neck and he kissed me a bit and then he bit down and taking me into the most ecstasy I could ever imagine while holding me so close to his body that it seemed as if we had became one. There was no real pain, just the initial sting from where he penetrated my skin, and then I felt a warming sensation creeping threw my body and I shook all over, my body quivered and sent my organism over the top.
That is when I woke up. There was such a bright warming smile across my face that I have never woken up with before and such feelings of being awake and satisfied in all my life.
I sat up in bed remembering my dreams and how complete I finally felt for once in my life. I even contemplated lying back down to go back to sleep so I could see him once again and to continue my dream.
That's when reality settled in. I looked around the room after raising my arms in a stretching motion, moving what seemed like over worked muscles in my entire body. My pillow was covered in sweat and so was the rest of my bed, or at least the part I slept in. Eric was sleeping next to me, hair all a tangled mess and snoring so loud I knew my stirring had not woke him.
I don't get to sleep in the middle of my bed, I am partial to the left side, since it's closest to my computer, so when I wake up and have these dreams I could get up and write about them so I would never forget. After all I had promised Malachi that I would never forget him.
Had I knew this was going to be the last time I was going to see him till years later I would have found a way to put myself back to sleep. Hell I even went as far as to hurt myself trying to be put into a comma so I could dream about him once again.
3 The News
When I got up to go to the bathroom I pushed the button on my computer hearing that soft hum start up as I walked out of the room. I walked past the mirror catching a bizarre image, but paid no attention to it. I told myself I was still partially asleep and that once I was done using the restroom that I would go to the mirror and wash my face with cold water to give me the boost I needed to be completely awake.
As I stood, I got a shooting pain in my stomach, and I doubled over in pain causing me to fall to the floor.
After a minute or so the pain subsided and I stood up holding myself on the counter next to the mirror. As I pulled myself up and looked in the mirror, what I thought I had seen before was still there and I was wide awake now.
I saw 2 small holes in the left side of my neck. 'That was just a dream right?' is what I thought. Then the pain again, but this time I caught myself with the counter top. Eric came running into the bathroom this time.
"Are you OK?" He said while picking me up in his arms.
"I – I don't know, I am having a killer pain in my stomach, I think I need to go to the hosp..." That's when I blacked out from the pain.
4 No not you
I woke up with monitors and cords strung all around me and a pure white bright room. 'Dam it's so bright in here that my eyes are burning.' Was the first thing I had thought about when I opened my eyes.
"Hello sunshine. How are you feeling?" Eric said looking at me with such concern yet a sly smile drifting across his lips.
My eye brows twitched in a "what are you talking about" motion and I replied with "I guess I am ok, but where are we, and what are all these machines for?"
"We're at Rave Gallows Hospital dear, and you fell in the bathroom at home holding your stomach because you were in pain. You had passed out as I caught you and brought you here."
"But what's wrong with me?" As the fear had finally started to rise from within me he spoke up.
"Nothing my dear, nothing at all, except your carrying our baby." His face glowed with such intensity and excitement.
"They said your just having growing pains, and with you being so small with your frame that your body is adjusting to it all." That's when he stood up next to the bed beside me and reached into his pocket to reveal a small blue box and opened it and showed a small gold band with a small diamond in the middle of it.
"Please do me the honors of marrying me and be my wife, and let's raise a family and grow old together."
'Together. No, I can't grow old with him. My Vampire is supposed to be with me the rest of my life.' Or so I had thought.
"I – I don't know what to say..." Is all I could manage to pull out before my eyes started to roll back in the back of my head as I started falling back to sleep, and I wanted to fall asleep too, because I needed to see my love. I needed questions answered. So many questions!
5 Dream Child
"Malachi… Malachi where are you?" I called out for him.
But no one replied he was not there. "Please I need you; I have questions to ask you. I have so many questions for you. You said you would be with me forever, why are you not here now?" But nothing, my dreams were nothing but black, I could see no one, no colors, no smell, nothing.
That's when I seen this something crawling towards me. At first I didn't know what it was. As it got closer and closer I noticed it was a baby.
He had the sweetest smile. He could not have been more then 7 to 8 months old. He had light brown soft hair and the same color eyes as my Malachi.
I walked over to the baby and bent down to scoop him up into my arms. It felt like the right thing to do. I had this feeling like this child was my baby, and I had a since of urgency to pick him up as if I was saving him from something.
"And what is your name little one?"
'Nathanial is my name' Said a soft voice in my head. I looked back down at the baby, realizing his lips never moved. I smiled sweetly at him.
"Hi Nathanial, my name is Isis. Are you lost? Why are you here all by yourself?"
'I am not by myself anymore, I am with you. And it's not safe for us hear anymore.' Again that soft voice entered into my mind.
"But why is it not safe here Nathanial?" That's when an electric current was sent threw my body.
'You can't be here; it's time for us to go now. Please go. You can't do this. Isis, you can't do this.' The babies eyes widened and he started to pout and cry a bit. Another jolt went threw me almost causing me to drop the baby, but I held tightly to him.
"Will I see you again Nathanial?"
'Isis you can't do this, Please, it's not your time, Please Isis, please come back! Do it for me!' The baby was now crying and the sounds were so loud coming from such a small little creature. I could not believe how loud they were.
'Please don't do this!' But the baby's voice changed this time, deeper, and sad sounding voice.