Rosalind POV

The sun beating against my cheek, the way it's warmth filled me felt nice. The scent of roses, tulips, and lilies drew my attention over to the field where grass grew until it reached my knees and trees with fruits of all kind on them were at.

The soft breeze brushed against my face, and blew my hair back. A gentle thump brought my attention over to an apple tree where a man with his back towards me stood with an ax in hand. He seemed to be trying to bring down the tree. I made my way over to him carefully only realizing then that I was wearing a dress that was tight until it reached my waist where it then puffed out around me.

I just didn't think about it and continued my way to the man. When I finally reached him, he had caught about 1/4 of the way through the tree.

"You'd think you'd want to get rid of all those apples before taking down the tree," I said, looking up at what felt like hundreds of apple on the branches of the small tree. The man only smiled at me showing a nice array of white teeth. I thought he wouldn't speak anymore by the way he continued on with his work, but he paused for a moment after a few more swings.

"You can have an apple if you like," He said. His voice was a nice farmer type with a strong forceful aspect to it. This time, I smiled over at the man and reached up to grab the nearest apple that was perfect, but all of them looked perfect to me. I gently yanked the apple out of his place, feeling the smooth texture in my hands. I slowly put it to my mouth practically ready to taste the sweet flowing juice that would captivate me, yet as I took a bite from the apple I only felt the liquid go down my throat. Sure, it tasted like something but nothing compared to what I thought it would be like. It seemed bland compared to what I was used to...but what was I used to.

I spun the apple around trying to see if something was wrong with it. Nope. No bruises, or cuts. Nothing to mark that the apple had been harmed besides my bite into it.

Another swing from the ax, but as I heard it I felt something go still in the air. Almost like something bad was expected to happen. The swing went longer than used to but it eventually hit a solid surface. The only problem was is that the solid surface was the man.

I heard his yelp, and turned to face him. The ax had slipped out of his hands and gone into part of his shin. I backed away from it but not before I got the smell. The smell of something delicious, something thick and sweet. Something unnatural...something good. I darted at the man, pushing him against the partly cut tree. I could feel my canines extending a few centimeters and my eyes felt like they were changing, but I could care less.

What mattered was the blood spilling from the man. I could see the fear in him showing from his eyes, but I just snapped his to the side so I got a clear view of the neck. Of the vein in the neck.

My mouth lunged at the man's neck, succeeding as the bit hit perfectly along the vein. I sucked and the liquid came flowing into my mouth. It was sweeter than everything I had ever tasted, and a creamy thickness. He struggled under my grasp but I just sucked harder until nothing came out. I leaned away, feeling the blood drip down my chin and onto my dress.

Staining it.

I gasped as I sat up in the bed. The sweat slid down my forehead and I wiped it off with the dark comforter covering my body. I took a couple of deep breathes throughly confused as to why that felt like a nightmare. Maybe it reminded me of my times of killing, or perhaps when I had the bloodlust when I was a newbie at being a vampire.

Whatever it was, I just never wanted it to happen again.

I covered all of my body in the comforter, and looked around myself. It was dim, barely any sunlight coming through the windows. The bed was pretty big and covered in navy colored comforters and matching sheets and pillow covers. There was a dark wooded desk with a big brown bookcase along the wall. There was other stuff but I didn't want to observe anymore. I tried remembering stuff from last night but I was blanking on a ton of stuff. And the thing that worried me most was I didn't know where I was.

Being in an unfamiliar place was something I found very unnerving especially in a place that was so chill as this. The tweeting of a bird directed me to the window. The dim light had grown brighter in the little seconds where I had been thinking. I got up from the bed and made my over to the window. The lit was barely making it through the curtains. I was curious as to where I was and just maybe what was outside of the window might help me spot some similarities to places I knew.

I reached out to the curtains and pulled them back to let the sunshine pour into the shadowed room. It hit my skin and unlike in the dream, it didn't warmth me and unlike normal circumstances, the sun didn't just hit my skin with no feeling to it.

It burned. Right threw my skin and went right to my veins.

I jumped away from the sun, back onto the bed with a small whimper. My skin slowly healed back painfully. I wrapped the arms around my body for some reason then my hand shot to my neck. I only felt the smooth texture of skin as I brushed my hand against it, I put my hand down towards where my main artery should be. When my hand reached that area I didn't feel the usual slight, glassy feel but the same smooth feeling the rest of my skin had.

A growl tore through my throat as I realized something or someone had to be up to something, my head snapped towards the door when I heard footsteps slowly coming towards me. Before the door could open, I ran to the wall corner so the door was in my view but whoever it was couldn't see me. The door opened quietly than was closed shut a little bit louder. I could only see the brown hair of the head, not the face, but this person was well built with muscle.

His stepping faltered when the saw the empty bed, then his head turned towards the window where the curtain was still slightly opened. The light barely touched his face before I attacked yet he must have heard the sudden wind because he turned to look over at the corner, stopping me in my tracks.

I could feel my features going back to normal after a couple of breathes, and I just stared at the boy in front of me.

"Jeremy?" I asked in disbelief. But just as he opened his mouth, footsteps came a few feet from the door, and I instinctively went back to the corner out of habit. More clicking of the shoes then a lady with an auburn type of hair walked in. Jenna...

"It's so dark in here, you'd think you'd want the curtains fully pulled back," Jenna said, and walked over to the window and pulled back the curtain completely. The light filled practically all of the room, and Jenna looked satisfied as she left the room with a bye to Jeremy who was still glancing nervously over to me.

"Don't worry about me coming at you now," I whisper hissed when I could hear Jenna was downstairs. "I'm stuck in the corner." I reached out my hand towards the light that trapped me. When the two connected I held my hand as long as I could, only a few seconds, before the pain increased and accelerated past my limit. I snapped back my hand, and held it close as it healed.

"I shouldn't be injured by sunlight," I said more to myself, than looked up at Jeremy. "Sunlight isn't supposed to affect me!" I said louder this time. Jeremy just look puzzled at my sayings.

How couldn't it?

I am a vampire, sunlight is supposed to be my weakness.

Yet I found a way out of it.