Chapter 7: You can't run away from the inevitable
This time, he heard loud and clear.
He ran. Again.
Just like his reoccurring nightmare.
He dodged trees and jumped over sticks, fallen branches, and rocks. He had to get home. And do what? He didn't know a vampire's weakness. He thought he had.
Panting, he stopped to rest against a tree. He couldn't breathe properly.
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
The big bad wolf,
The big bad wolf,
Dib heard this song in his mind. Why was Auri singing that? Wasn't she a vampire, not a werewolf?
Wait, he wondered, can't vampires shape shift?
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf? Continued the song,
The big bad wolf,
The big bad wolf.
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
"Certainly not I!" He growled the next line of the song into the air, knowing Auri could hear him.
WHO'S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF?
THE BIG BAD WOLF,
THE BIG BAD WOLF.
WHO'S AFRAID OF THE BIG BAD WOLF?
Everything stayed quiet. Dib was puzzled.
A giant black figure jumped out from a bush in front of him. The wolf that was Auri bared her teeth at the boy. CERTAINLY YOU SHOULD!
Dib turned and ran back the way he came. He stopped only a few seconds to rest, and then continued to run out of the woods. He came up to the park and hopped the fence; going through the park would be the fastest way home. He ran as fast as his boots would take him.
A light creaking stopped him in his tracks. He turned to his left, and noticed that not that far away someone was swinging. He realized it was Auri, and she was looking down. Dib blinked.
Is she…crying?
Completely shocked, he stood there, unable to think for a second. A trick. It had to be. B-but she was crying…it was a trick.
But she's crying.
His common sense lost at that point, and he made his way toward her. His hand, almost out of his control, placed itself on the vampire's shoulder.
Her movement was so swift that at first he had not known what happened. Then everything registered at once. She was holding his arms behind him with one hand and her other hand held his head back with his hair, exposing his neck. He struggled, but she was stronger than she looked.
Sleep. He heard the mental order, and then fell into sort of a trance. He knew more than felt her biting his neck and drinking his blood, it seemed so far away. There was no pain. Actually, it felt…good.
Stop…he thought faintly. The good feeling was a trick. Just another…
Dib fell into unconsciousness.
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Dib woke up, but could not see or think. All he knew was that some thick sweet liquid was being forced past his lips and down his throat. Weak, he drank it.
Then fell to the ground.
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sorry it took so long to come out. The next chapter is the last one, but I wont put it up without a review.
