Chapter Six
Within moments, she was transformed. Tasting the new blood, it refused to leave her system. Addicted, as was I, to the world that was draped in darkness. My heart soared, and my pride swelled. I had transformed her, not someone else. I had raped her of her innocence, and made her forget the light. It had been my goal from the very beginning, and now I had success. Her music, her life, was forgotten, and all that was left was this new sensation.
But then my pride was ripped to shreds, for I had not succeeded. I had introduced her to this new world, and for that, I was proud. But my goal was for her to want me, and that was far from accomplished. For she had set out on a mission to make me green with envy, because she did not want me.
I had pulled her under, and she had swum away.
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It was simple pleasure. For me and for the rest of them. They get to grow hot against me, and I get to bask in the sheer glory of it all. For I knew they wanted me, and I was smart enough to know I did not desire them. It was a game, and nothing more. Bending erotically, I wanted to make them glow in my light. Seeing their eyes livid with desire, it was enough to make my blood boil. It was addicting and wrong, but I did not care to play by the rules.
I felt my chest rumble with laughter, and I knew in an instant that I was high. I was one of the few who could distinguish themselves when they were no longer sober. I let myself lose control, body moving carelessly and hands roaming freely. It opened a path further, allowing the pleasure to wander further into the dark corners of my mind. Freedom was all it took to be able to swim.
I could no longer recall where I was. My mind was alive with flames, and I did not want to know what I had gotten myself into. I could see to every inch of the dance floor, but nothing registered as something of importance. But then my eyes caught his, and the entire world snapped back into place. I was aware of everything now, but I had control over nothing.
It was the first I had seen of him in years, and nothing about him seemed changed. The light in his eyes was just as passionate as I remember, and his muscular frame just as well-built. I could tell in an instant by the way he was staring at me that he still wanted me. But what I never saw before, was a different light. One that was not greedy and corrupting, but longing and caring. Even though I'm sure I secretly knew it before, I was only aware of it now. He loved me.
On impulse, I moved tauntingly against the man behind me. Without allowing it, my eyes narrowed in avid loathing at him. Even though I would have given the world to stop it, I hated him.
For it was him who had brought me into this world, and a part of him refused to leave. There was nothing I wanted more than to be in his arms again, for my heart ached for his touch. But I had escaped from it long ago, not knowing what I was getting myself into. And, now, there was no turning back.
Because we were over, and I was not his. Even though I longed to be.
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It's final. This is the worst chapter EVER!! It's short and stupid, and I hated every word of it. But I'm ready to jump off a cliff, so I'm not in the mood for anything. Sorry it sucks, but I'm drowning in tears right now.
This is the last chapter. Sorry. Keep your eyes open for Bug, though.
I'm can't say much else…
-Alien