A/N: Sorry this took so long. WARNING: Breif not really good enough to be called sexual content in this chapter. This is for Courtney. You know who you are. ^_^
Enjoy.
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Chapter Eight: Crimson Eyes
Karen's breath hitched in her throat.
"James?" She called out.
He took a few more steps his perfect face contorting with some kind of mixed emotion.
"Yes." The beautiful voice answered.
Her hands were shaking as she slowly got to her feet, not moving from her current spot.
"You...weren't at my...graduation." She mumbled; that was the first thing that had come to mind.
"I know." He replied.
Another step.
She tried to frame herself against the wall, scared shitless. She recalled the news report at her house before she was attacked. About the killings. About how the blood was sucked dry.
By this time, he was in front of her, mere inches away.
Her trembling hand reached out to his own, her eyes locked onto his strange, red ones. They were not the eyes she once knew.
"Did you...kill...those people?" She choked out praying that she would hear the answer that she wanted. Her best friend could not be a killer. It just was not possible.
Her hand brushed his and she gasped, retracting it quickly. It was so cold.
"I've killed a lot of people." He answered watching her reacction.
She shook her head violently. "No. That wasn't you..."
His hand grabbed hers, his face looked scared. "It was."
His icy cold fingers dug into her skin and she screamed. She tried to push away from him but he was just too strong.
"Let me go! You're not James! You're not him!" She screamed as tears began to flow down her cheeks. What had her best friend become? Was this some kind of nightmare?
Suddenly she was pulled against his chest. He hugged her tightly causing her screams to be cut off.
"It's me, Karen!" He yelled as his body shook. It was as if he were crying but no tears came from his eyes as they were from hers.
"It's me!"
She let out a cry and held onto his cold form to prevent herself from collasping to the floor. She felt faint. This couldn't be right.
"I remember you, but I can't remember anything else!" He said, his golden voice rising with panic. "I can't remember anything, and I don't know what to do!" He screamed clutching her tighter.
It was silent for a moment as Karen's shaking began to slow.
"I'm scared." He whispered low in her ear.
She shivered. "Me too."
He shook slightly pulling her closer. "I saw those men and I couldn't let them-" His voice was cut off and he growled.
"And then the blood was just too much for me, Karen." He continued. "I think that I may have become a..."
She clung to him tighter. "A...vampire?"
He was silent for a moment. Karen couldn't even hear him breathing.
"Yes."
Her heart thumped unevenly. She didn't know what to do. She was scared; she couldn't deny that. She just couldn't get over the fact that James had killed those people. That wasn't her James.
But her James had changed.
Her tears had begun to slow and she reached her arms around his neck to hold him closer. His neck was like ice, but she didn't care. She rested her chin on his shoulder and with one hand softly stroked his hair.
"It's okay." She murmured. "I'm sure you'll be okay."
He took in a quick breath. "You won't leave me?"
She pulled back to look him in the foreign eyes missing the oceans she used to see.
"Of course not."
He touched her cheek and she alowed the cold to wash over her like a wake-up call.
"Thank you, Karen."
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"James I love you, I love you." The young woman spoke as the young man kissed her neck.
The young man moaned her name as she kissed him softly on the mouth.
Their bodies connected as if they were somehow made for each other, fitting together perfectly like pieces of a puzzle. Perfect. They were perfect for each other.
The young couple, oblivious to the world around them, was not worried about anything.
The young couple, loved each other too much to think that they would ever be apart.
And the young couple, as they made love, did not notice the woman with eyes of crimson sitting outside their window.
A/N: Okay so that left the story with some mystery. I will start to write little parts like that to start revealing James's past. Sorry this chapter took so long.
