Narrative

He moved swiftly pass the hammering humans and slowly closed the door behind him. Sniffing the air in pure disgust. The murky must of wet dog contradicts the twisted lily smell of his slumbering beauty. In a flash this statuses creature sat on the verge of the small bed, trailing over the crusted blood that leads up to the side of her smooth, drained face. Pulling the strands of coil locks behind her ears, the tip of his nail creeping lower to the bandage that covers the small cut that he implemented one deadly secret. Swiftly yanking it away, looking back at the peaceful angel unharmed. He leaned in closer, pieces of his fiery strands brushed against her neck as his cold unquenchable lips touched her exposed wound. Pulling away and wiped away the trace of blood from his lips, watched as the clot was crusted off and covered over with rejuvenated skin again.

Lifting the small present and setting it besides the bed side with a note covered with french cursive-embed with a little joke between the two. that he hopes will ignite the life inside the girl that ran away ;screaming the thoughts of fear in his eyes. He didn't mean to control her body so easily the way he threw off the track. The blood was singing to him to take a whiff which he helpfully obliged. Getting up and straightening out his leather jacket, his ghostly hand, dogged into his pocket and pulled out a small crystal tube. As he twisted the top, he heard a small intake of breathe from her. Her soul sense it, he thought.

A quirk smile scratched his shoulders as he grabbed the chocolate pudding. Dust welcomed as he quickly went into the storage room and back with the syringe in hand. Transferring the red thick liquid in the pudding, hiding the truth with a small dot that no human will logically think to wonder on it.

Sweeping the room of any trace of him and taking one look at Lilliana. Even thinking the thought brought those shapeless emotion, hungry for a place in his bugling daggers called canine.

Shuffling of footsteps from outside seems like distant dreams as they got closer to the door. He was truly frustrated to leave again but as the dream got loud he vanished.

Merely the nurse took notice as one of the windows was open blowing away the futile scent of mythical creatures to the blazing sunset from one heave for a cluttering close.

EMBRY POV:

"THE WHOLE PLACE REEKS OF SCUM!" Shouted Jacob. He was clearly more pissed off then I was as we all headed back to Sam places. "If we stood longer in that hospital I swear I was going to flip out in that hall," he exclaimed as he creased the frown in his defeating laugh.

We've all walked to the woods and headed on foot to Sam's house as we all need time to think and plot out the story we're not happy to re-tell. Every time I blinked I had a mini clip of animation of the scene happening to Lilliana. A Lilliana that I've never seen in so much distress and cannibalistic aura blazing out of her.

Specially those eyes. They looked so innocent yet as I looked up at the twilight forming behind the trees- the edge of their flickering intentions spoke other wise. I shook the images away and picked up speed. Trying to out run the beast that taunts me with harmless giggles.

"HEY! EMBRY!" Seth voice barked in this occupied space of mind and shuffled to keep up as Jacob followed in pursuit.

I wasn't seized to fly away from these sort of everyday weirdness till I stop dead in my tracks in front of Sam's door and knocked twice. Even before he saw the seriousness of the situation written on all of our faces, he said without looking back leaving the door wide open, "Come in."

After an hour of explaining everything till the little drop of exaggerating detail. Sam stood tall all over us in the living room. "So there must be a vampire hunting in the area. Sadly he had found Lilliana"

we all simply nodded in agreement. "Yet, I don't understand why she was in the hospital and not dead in the ditch somewhere."

Each one us exchanged a humble glance as the confusion of the vampire steed took place among us. Why or how did she get in the hospital. We all know she couldn't fight it off by herself. Another flash of her freak out in the hospital room brought up more questions than answer but it was clear I didn't have time.

"Who really cares on the how or why she was saved or sacrifice or whatever! So what do we do?" piped in a suddenly quiet Seth. His been fidgety since we got he after the whole fiasco.

Sam paced back and forth, judging the thoughts that we gnawing in the corners of his eyes. Finding the right actions to set at play here. "We'll split the night shift among us but one of us has to go to the hospital and keep guard on Lilliana at all cost. We don't know who or what we are messing with so let's take extra percussion."

Both Jacob and I both stood at the same time. Look of determination aiming for the chance of the peaceful and luckiest job to enroll in. even though in the back of my mind said back down, I knew the wolf in was ready to leap out and fright Jacob off. Just as I thought of it, I seat backed down with dumbfound pressed into my disbelief. I couldn't believe what thought was running through my mind that Jacob injected the twisted volunteer voice that made my voice dry as sawdust rubbed my throat, "When do we start the hunt," I grunted and headed for the kitchen. Hiding the look of murder from everyone for the 5 time today about my childhood friend

who had eyes of a demonic angel.

LILLIANA POV:

for once I wasn't fluttering my eyes open to the crisp of snowy breath but the disoriented glow of the florescent lights. Automatically my hand went straight for my wound on my neck to find it smooth and bare. Was it a dream? Was I really dreaming the cut and scent of it all?

Shifting my weight as I tried to sit up right, of all the nuts and bolts built in this body, cracking from stiffness that settle in and groans of misused muscles.

"Ouch," I sneered as I light up the sleeve of the gown and stared at flaunted bruises.

Yet a tint of something sweet strung me back from the throbbing pain dancing their way to the surfaces as my eyes lands on the chocolate pudding. Feverishly like a animal in heat, I ripped the cover off and dug the spoon and gobbled down. After bits and savoring the zapping taste buds to the realization I must be empty but for how many hours?

There's no clocks tick aimlessly that I could hear in this room but I guess I simply didn't care. I was too joyful finally eating something delicious and real that I didn't hear the door open and the smell of wet musky scent of a dog walking in. I turned to see Jacob leaning on the edge of the wall with this plastered smile on his face that was hiding dread of some sort.

"Hey Jake, what are you doing here?" I asked shyly. Embarrassed at what I might look like to him as I tried to straightening myself out hoping I don't look a monstrous cave women.

He huffed through the laugh of acknowledgment of my full treatment of movement in bed making me flush on the inside out, "I came to visit you and see how you were doing."

from 3 strides he sat on the edge of the bed with the edge of uneasiness but covered it up with dazzling smile, "looks like you your actually better then the last time I saw you. More... lifeness in your ey-"he cut short and stared, squinting as his face was inches away from mine- "what happen to you eyes?"

I looked deep through is lavish lashes and stared at the reflection plain out for me but didn't see nothing different, "what's wrong with my eyes, " I asked cautiously.

Jacob, looked away before answering as he reached out and picked up a medium size white rectangle box. Wrapped in sliver floral design with a lilac ribbon places in the center. A harmless looking card begging to be open.

He fondle it in his big hands before looking back at me, "When did you get this?"

I looked back at the gift and took it from him. I can feel his eyes studying me as I unwrapped with delicate care. My veins pulsing so painful as I got closer putting the card in Jacob hands for him to read. My eyes glued as the lighting caught the glimmer of color that struck me to the spine down.

"Pour ma reine, souvenez-vous de l' d'amour. What does that even me-" Jacob trailed off as he had a glimpse of the smooth sleek wavering it's way through my tightening grip. Flashes of snow storm came in mind as I pulled it closer, embracing the embroidery of the nightmare that is more realistic in my hands.

"Jacob, get out."

"What?"

I turned towards Jacob, this beast in with a venomous tongue struck deep into his faint fearful eyes.

".NOW."

we had a stand-off war in our eyes, waiting if one of us will move, yet Jacob broke off not leaving but grabbing the silk blood red dress from my trembling hands and pulled out in full display before me.

The corset dress flowing like liquid across my numbing body.

The dress I wore in the middle of a dream.

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I hope you like this chapter. It's really late at night so if I misspelled or gramme mistakes I'm truly story but I wanted to update it for you guys as fast as I can before I dosed off. This really just tells the ending and the beginning of what going to happen when she gets out so stay tuned

btw I got a new story that's original out called SEALED GOODBYE. Check it out and comment. It's a beginning a love story that defines one world and another.

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