Crimson Night and Dark Light

Chapter 5 - Cold

The still half asleep girl nuzzled into her pillow as she slowly awoken. Her lids fluttered open and the light abused her sensitive eyes the way it had the day before. She was starting to realize something was wrong with her. Again, she couldn't remember what had happened the night before.
I
We kiss The stars
We writhe We are

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Buffy sat up and looked around the room. At least, she was where she was supposed to be. She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to get some of the tangles out. She threw her comforter to the ground and stood up. She was wearing short black briefs and a black tank top. She slowly made her way to her mirror to look at herself.
I
Your name
Desire
Your flesh
We are

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She had mascara smeared under her eyes; it looked as if she had came in late last night and hadn't bother to clean herself up.
Why was it she kept forgetting what she had done the night before? Maybe she was just having a few bad days.
I Cold we're so cold
We are so cold
we're so cold

/i
Buffy slowly made her way to her closet and pushed open the white sliding doors. She quickly scanned her clothes and picked a pair of low riders and a purple, peasant shirt. She shed her clothes and changed, hoping that her lack of memory wouldn't affect her day. What if she had blown up the school last night or slept with some random guy that would spread rumors about her the moment she arrived at school?
I
Your mouth
These words
Silence

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She just hoped her crappy reputation was still in place.
She took her red brush and pulled her hair up into a high pony tail. Realizing it exposed the bite mark on her neck, she took her foundation and spent the next five minutes trying to conceal it the best she could.

When Buffy arrived at school, the air around her felt thick and she didn't feel like this was where she was supposed to me. She felt like something was pulling her to somewhere other than the high school she knew so well. She ignored the feeling and made her way to her English class.
I
It turns
On me
We laugh

/i
The moment she walked through the door, she spotted Willow. She made her way over and sat down with a smile.

The teacher droned on about direct and indirect objects and Buffy just randomly doodled in her notebook. Suddenly, she was hit by a memory. Just a short flash, but enough to make her gasp.
I
My head
Falls back

/i

I
It was the night before and darkness had taken over the earth. Buffy was dressed in a very short leather skirt and a see through black shirt. She slowly climbed out her window. Buffy saw herself stalking the town in a way she had never acted before. She was swaying her hips in a very seductive manner, acting like some kind of... mistress of the dark from the movies she watched. That was the only way she could describe it. Suddenly, a man walked out of the shadow and came to her, his eyes roaming over her body. Anyone could tell that he had one thing and one thing only on his mind.

Cold we're so cold
We are so cold
we're so cold

Before the man could utter a word, Buffy grabbed him roughly to her and smiled. Thinking she was just playing rough, he returned the smile. She suddenly vamped out, bumpy forehead and small fangs showing in her mouth. She pulled the man's neck to one side and sank her fangs into the delicious, warm flesh.
/i

Buffy snapped out of the flashback with a gasp. She fell out of her chair and the entire class turned their attention to her.
She then heard someone say aloud:
I
Cold we're so cold
We are so cold
we're so cold

/I
"What's wrong with her neck?"

Buffy's eyes widened as her hand went to the side of her neck. She could feel sticky wetness beneath her fingers. She pulled her hand back only to see her finger tips stained bright red. She grabbed a small mirror out of her purse to look at her neck. The red blood was seeping through the thick foundation, making itself visible on her pale skin. She quickly covered her neck before running out of the classroom.
I
Cold we're so cold
We are so cold
we're so cold

/i
She made her way home and cleaned herself up. Buffy didn't know what was happening to her, and she didn't want to know.
I
Cold we're so cold
We are so cold
we're so cold

/i
They say ignorance is sweeter than the truth and Buffy agreed.

Authors note - So whatcha think?? I really want to know :) I have the entire thing planned out so it will get spuffy quickly :). Hope ya liked it and please review. Song is Cold from Queen of the Damned