Hiya guys! So, I just suddenly had an impulse to write. I just saw "marley and me" with my friends, and it was sooooo sad! I almost cried. As soon as I got home, I gave my lab Derby a big kiss. Hope you enjoy this next chapter just as much as I enjoyed writing it. Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the vampire slayer or vampire knight
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As I walked home from the headmasters that night, I was still a little dazed. This whole situation had taken on a dreamlike quality. I probably wouldn't believe this tomorrow. As I rounded the corner, it began to rain. Great, the weather now mirrored my emotions. Vampire. There was that word again, the one that kept popping into my life. Vampire. A dank chill crept down my spine, thinking of that. The fact that the whole world was unknowingly being watched by another species. I shivered. Suddenly all that "are we alone?" crap that everyone always feeds us didn't seem so ridiculous. My breath quickened. Was that a figure I just saw duck behind that building?! Was it me, or could I hear a second set of footsteps? Maybe the vampires weren't so cozy to the idea that I was being spared. I broke into a jog, quickly diminishing the space between me and my apartment.
I struggled with the doors for a moment, constantly checking behind me, and in what seemed like a century, was finally in my apartment. I hung off the door, catching my breath, and closed my eyes. Great, just one more thing to add to my long list of paranoia. Was any of this real? I was still freaked, but managed to calm myself down with the fact that Zero wouldn't let anything happen to me. He saved me once, he'd do it again, right? But, after he saved me, he did try to bite me. With a sigh of frustration, I began ascending the stairs.
I fumbled with my keys for a moment, trying to get the one to open my apartment door. I could hear my dogs whining from the inside. Room 218 AKA, my own personal hell. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" I told the dogs, "quit your damn yapping!"
I walked inside. You never know just how much you miss home until you've been gone for awhile. I sighed and changed into the boxers and T-shirt that were my pyjamas, then climbed into bed. I stared at the roof for a while, then got up. There was one more thing I needed to do. I grabbed the notepad lying on the nightstand, and began writing. I stuck it to the bedpost, then was quickly captured into an uneasy sleep.
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I woke with a start, I'd been tossing and turning all night with terrible nightmares of things covered in blood, fear, pain, but more importantly, I'd dreamed about her, my mother. With all the excitement, I'd almost forgotten about her. I instantly felt immensely guilty. If it was vampires that took her away, why am I spending my time with them? Shouldn't I be like Buffy the vampire slayer? Avenging my mother's kidnapping?
I got up out of bed, reaching for the bedpost to help myself up. Something yellow fell from the post. I picked it up.
To myself: It all really happened. It wasn't just a dream.
Haha, that's funny, I couldn't even remember writing this. I must've really been zonked out. I shoved the note in my pocket, and pressed the snooze on my alarm clock. I was taking a mental health day.
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OMG!!! I know this chapter is short, but I've been really busy!!!! I'll try to make it longer next time, 'kay? God, only 625 words, that's an all time low for me. *So guilty*