Part 3
Anna sat through the lecture, a frown marring her delicate features. What was wrong with Kaitlyn? She had never acted like this before. She'd never run out of a lecture. She'd glimpsed something in Kait's notebook. A drawing of something.
Something that had upset Kaitlyn a lot. But she hadn't gotten a clear view of what the picture was. Kaitlyn was having prophetic visions again? Maybe she'd tell about it later. It was probably best not to push her about it.
But Anna couldn't stop her worried feelings. She tapped her fingers impatiently, waiting for the lecture to end. Rob and Lewis waiting outside the lecture hall, the group had their American Folklore lecture now. "Where's Kait?" Rob asked.
"I don't know," Anna said. "Something happened in the lecture just now. Something made her run out."
"Run out? Someone said something or...?" Rob guessed, his gold eyes sparking.
Anna shook her head, moving out the way of a group of passing students. When the hall was quite again, she answered, "No. I think...it was like she drew something. I saw her scribbling furiously in her notebook, and then, she looked at it, her face went white, and she ran out."
"A visionary drawing?" Lewis suggested. "Maybe we should try to find her and see what's wrong?"
Anna followed the boys to Kait's dorm room. She knew they were only trying to help, but she didn't think Kait was going to tell them what was wrong. Maybe Kait would tell Gabriel, the two of them had remained surprisingly close throughout the last year of high school and college so far. But even if Kait did tell Gabriel, she doubted that he would blab it to the rest of them, despite the fact they were Kait's best friends.
Kait of course, wasn't in her room by the time they got there, and the door was locked. Lewis put his hand on the door, waited a minute, then opened it.
"Lewis!" Anna said, shocked. "You can't use your powers to go breaking into people's rooms."
"We need to know what's up with Kait, maybe she left clues or something," Lewis suggested.
"He does have a point," Rob said. He seemed distant, Anna couldn't tell if he thought this was a good idea or not. Rob seemed to be keeping to himself a lot these days. He didn't say anything unless he felt it necessary.
"No," Anna snapped. "We are not going to disturb Kait's privacy. If she wants to talk to us, she'll talk. Let's go to the lecture."
"Why? We've already missed fifteen minutes of it," Lewis said, but grudgingly followed Anna and Rob as they made their way to the lecture hall.
Ann found herself unable to concentrate on this either. She hoped Kait would come and talk to her. Whatever was wrong with Kait was going to bug her until she told. But she spotted Kait in the lecture theatre, sitting with Gabriel in a secluded corner.
Kaitlyn didn't seem to be paying attention to the lecture any more than he did. As usual, Gabriel looked bored out of his mind. It made Anna wonder why he'd even decided to bother with college at all, it was pretty much the same expression he had in all his classes. She bet he'd only come to make Kait happy.
She hoped he did.
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Part 4
Kaitlyn had decided to put the drawing out of her thoughts all together. She would concentrate on her classes, and ignore it. But it was hard. The image of herself with long, pointy white teeth kept returning to her over and over.
It was frightening, to draw something like that, without a reason. Even more frightening when your scary drawings had an uncanny way of coming true no matter what the situation. Even the goat picture had come true.
But vampires? That was just absurd.
She shuddered at the thought of vampires walking around amongst every day people, living like them, looking like them, and striking when you least expected it.
Gabriel noticed the shudder. "You okay?" he murmured in her ear. "You're completely out of it."
Kaitlyn managed a weak smile. "I'm fine," she lied. She wasn't fine. Far from it. She knew full well she wouldn't rest until she knew who that boy in the drawing was. She found herself scanning the crowd of students looking to see if she could see him among the crowd. Impossible, she knew. There were so many people, and she couldn't pick out a single boy whose name she didn't even know.
Her fingers were tapping, the need to *do something* ebbing into her hand. She was hardly even aware of reaching for her notebook again, hardly aware of what went on around her as her fingers drew. When the need had faded away, she found that the lecture had ended, the students had gone, the theatre was empty, all but her.
She looked down at what she'd drawn. This drawing was in colour, she must have reached for the art kit she always carried around without even knowing it. The drawing was even more vivid and scary than the last one.
Herself and the mystery boy again. This time, he was the one with fangs, and she was the one, dead, with holes in her neck.
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Part 5
Two days later...
Gabriel was annoyed. He wondered what was wrong with Kait. She'd been shutting herself away from everyone lately, when she wasn't scribbling in that little notebook of hers. She'd run out of three lectures in the past two days. And no one knew why. She wouldn't tell him what was wrong.
And she was always scanning around, as if looking for someone. Maybe for the person she was seeing behind his back. It was probably completely unreasonable to assume that, but it seemed like she was seeing someone else from the way she was reacting, and she was obviously looking around and making sure he wasn't there and wouldn't come and talk to her.
So if Kait as seeing someone behind his back, well, it was perfectly okay then, for Gabriel to see someone other than Kait, then. Who, he hadn't decided. A girl in his psychology class had been flirting with him a lot lately, and she was pretty too. Very pretty. Even, he had to admit, prettier than Kait.
Her eyes were even more unusual. They were red. Bright red and they sparkled like rubies. Her hair was black, so black it reflected like a crow's wing. Her name was Nyx Blackthorn. She always seemed to appear like a shadow. She never wore anything with colours. Her clothes were always black, and nicely revealing too. Her skin was pale, very pale, and looked so soft. Skin that cried out to be caressed. Lips full and dark, that begged to be kissed...
He had to admit, he'd found himself lost in a few fantasies lately that all included, Nyx, him, and no clothes, one that included hot melted chocolate too...He'd never had fantasies like that about Kait.
He had had to odd one or two, and she had been more than willing to make the dream come a reality. He loved Kait, but it she wanted to be distant with him, fine. He'd use Nyx to keep the seat warm until Kait came to her senses.
It was late when he finally returned to his room. His roommate was still out. The guy was dating Anna, and he'd probably, with some luck, stay with her. Gabriel's lip curved. There was obviously more to Anna than he'd thought.
To his surprise, the room was lit with a few candles. Candles? He shut the door cautiously, and looked around, his eyes probing the darkness. As he started to move, he felt slender, female arms slide around his waste, and cool lips on his neck.
"I know you want me," Nyx's soft, throaty voice whispered in his ear. "Relax, my angel, and I'll give you things you never even knew you wanted."
* * *
Anna sat through the lecture, a frown marring her delicate features. What was wrong with Kaitlyn? She had never acted like this before. She'd never run out of a lecture. She'd glimpsed something in Kait's notebook. A drawing of something.
Something that had upset Kaitlyn a lot. But she hadn't gotten a clear view of what the picture was. Kaitlyn was having prophetic visions again? Maybe she'd tell about it later. It was probably best not to push her about it.
But Anna couldn't stop her worried feelings. She tapped her fingers impatiently, waiting for the lecture to end. Rob and Lewis waiting outside the lecture hall, the group had their American Folklore lecture now. "Where's Kait?" Rob asked.
"I don't know," Anna said. "Something happened in the lecture just now. Something made her run out."
"Run out? Someone said something or...?" Rob guessed, his gold eyes sparking.
Anna shook her head, moving out the way of a group of passing students. When the hall was quite again, she answered, "No. I think...it was like she drew something. I saw her scribbling furiously in her notebook, and then, she looked at it, her face went white, and she ran out."
"A visionary drawing?" Lewis suggested. "Maybe we should try to find her and see what's wrong?"
Anna followed the boys to Kait's dorm room. She knew they were only trying to help, but she didn't think Kait was going to tell them what was wrong. Maybe Kait would tell Gabriel, the two of them had remained surprisingly close throughout the last year of high school and college so far. But even if Kait did tell Gabriel, she doubted that he would blab it to the rest of them, despite the fact they were Kait's best friends.
Kait of course, wasn't in her room by the time they got there, and the door was locked. Lewis put his hand on the door, waited a minute, then opened it.
"Lewis!" Anna said, shocked. "You can't use your powers to go breaking into people's rooms."
"We need to know what's up with Kait, maybe she left clues or something," Lewis suggested.
"He does have a point," Rob said. He seemed distant, Anna couldn't tell if he thought this was a good idea or not. Rob seemed to be keeping to himself a lot these days. He didn't say anything unless he felt it necessary.
"No," Anna snapped. "We are not going to disturb Kait's privacy. If she wants to talk to us, she'll talk. Let's go to the lecture."
"Why? We've already missed fifteen minutes of it," Lewis said, but grudgingly followed Anna and Rob as they made their way to the lecture hall.
Ann found herself unable to concentrate on this either. She hoped Kait would come and talk to her. Whatever was wrong with Kait was going to bug her until she told. But she spotted Kait in the lecture theatre, sitting with Gabriel in a secluded corner.
Kaitlyn didn't seem to be paying attention to the lecture any more than he did. As usual, Gabriel looked bored out of his mind. It made Anna wonder why he'd even decided to bother with college at all, it was pretty much the same expression he had in all his classes. She bet he'd only come to make Kait happy.
She hoped he did.
* * *
Part 4
Kaitlyn had decided to put the drawing out of her thoughts all together. She would concentrate on her classes, and ignore it. But it was hard. The image of herself with long, pointy white teeth kept returning to her over and over.
It was frightening, to draw something like that, without a reason. Even more frightening when your scary drawings had an uncanny way of coming true no matter what the situation. Even the goat picture had come true.
But vampires? That was just absurd.
She shuddered at the thought of vampires walking around amongst every day people, living like them, looking like them, and striking when you least expected it.
Gabriel noticed the shudder. "You okay?" he murmured in her ear. "You're completely out of it."
Kaitlyn managed a weak smile. "I'm fine," she lied. She wasn't fine. Far from it. She knew full well she wouldn't rest until she knew who that boy in the drawing was. She found herself scanning the crowd of students looking to see if she could see him among the crowd. Impossible, she knew. There were so many people, and she couldn't pick out a single boy whose name she didn't even know.
Her fingers were tapping, the need to *do something* ebbing into her hand. She was hardly even aware of reaching for her notebook again, hardly aware of what went on around her as her fingers drew. When the need had faded away, she found that the lecture had ended, the students had gone, the theatre was empty, all but her.
She looked down at what she'd drawn. This drawing was in colour, she must have reached for the art kit she always carried around without even knowing it. The drawing was even more vivid and scary than the last one.
Herself and the mystery boy again. This time, he was the one with fangs, and she was the one, dead, with holes in her neck.
* * *
Part 5
Two days later...
Gabriel was annoyed. He wondered what was wrong with Kait. She'd been shutting herself away from everyone lately, when she wasn't scribbling in that little notebook of hers. She'd run out of three lectures in the past two days. And no one knew why. She wouldn't tell him what was wrong.
And she was always scanning around, as if looking for someone. Maybe for the person she was seeing behind his back. It was probably completely unreasonable to assume that, but it seemed like she was seeing someone else from the way she was reacting, and she was obviously looking around and making sure he wasn't there and wouldn't come and talk to her.
So if Kait as seeing someone behind his back, well, it was perfectly okay then, for Gabriel to see someone other than Kait, then. Who, he hadn't decided. A girl in his psychology class had been flirting with him a lot lately, and she was pretty too. Very pretty. Even, he had to admit, prettier than Kait.
Her eyes were even more unusual. They were red. Bright red and they sparkled like rubies. Her hair was black, so black it reflected like a crow's wing. Her name was Nyx Blackthorn. She always seemed to appear like a shadow. She never wore anything with colours. Her clothes were always black, and nicely revealing too. Her skin was pale, very pale, and looked so soft. Skin that cried out to be caressed. Lips full and dark, that begged to be kissed...
He had to admit, he'd found himself lost in a few fantasies lately that all included, Nyx, him, and no clothes, one that included hot melted chocolate too...He'd never had fantasies like that about Kait.
He had had to odd one or two, and she had been more than willing to make the dream come a reality. He loved Kait, but it she wanted to be distant with him, fine. He'd use Nyx to keep the seat warm until Kait came to her senses.
It was late when he finally returned to his room. His roommate was still out. The guy was dating Anna, and he'd probably, with some luck, stay with her. Gabriel's lip curved. There was obviously more to Anna than he'd thought.
To his surprise, the room was lit with a few candles. Candles? He shut the door cautiously, and looked around, his eyes probing the darkness. As he started to move, he felt slender, female arms slide around his waste, and cool lips on his neck.
"I know you want me," Nyx's soft, throaty voice whispered in his ear. "Relax, my angel, and I'll give you things you never even knew you wanted."
* * *