(A/N) I hope I'm going about this the right way. Emotionally heavy and depressing is not really my style.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does.
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That noise. It scratched at my ear drums and pulled me from my slumber. Not that sleep had been very peaceful lately. Ever since Aro dissapeared, each second spent under was haunted with 'maybe...'s and 'what if...'s. I opened my eyes, but did not see much. I lit the candle beside me and blinked into the room, my vision clouded by my tiredness.
The noise sounded again, like nails across a blackboard. I cowered in my bed. My breath became heavy and in the air, I could taste something. Like the particles had become denser and were tainted by some odd flavor. I closed my eyes slowly, and when I opened them, I jumped as high as I could without flying.
Infront of me was a man. He was pale and intimidating, but oh so handsome. Long black hair, strong defined face. Lovely except for those astonishing, red eyes. He looked familiar though.` Like a family member who had recently dissapeared...
"Aro?" I whispered, and the creepy man nodded. Could it be?
He crept closer, each step as quiet as silence. I held my breath as his pondering eyes were mere inches away. Then, quicker than possible, he was so close we were touching. Again, one quick movement allowed him to duck his head, bending until his teeth found my neck. They pierced my skin painfully and I gasped as tha agony took over. Sinking down into waters far blacker than the nightmares I had endured.
Before closing my eyes, my gaze locked with this stranger who could not be my brother. Those crimson pools were far too greedy and selfish.
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(A/N) I know, its a short chapter.
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