I looked at myself in the glass of the window pane. My black hair was dry, and my skin was pale. I reached up to ouch my fingertips to the glass lightly. The cold rain washed relentlessly against the glass, the shards of water hitting the glass with a relaxing sound. Suddenly, I heard something... something like two boulders crashing together below me.
"Shaun, DIE!" I heard. I flew down the stairs as someone yelled feircly, then flung the door open. It slammed shut with a dull thud. I was becomoing soaked in my night clothes, and i saw them on the lawn- the park, really, of the campus. Shaun and Kacey were fighting, both landing strong blows- but neither seemed to be getting hurt. There was no blood. Suddenly, as Kacey kneeled over Shaun with his arm drawn back to punch him in the face, Shaun shot up and hugged Kacey. Shaun's head was in the hollow of Kacey's neck, and I saw Kacey's brown eyes turn glassy. I watched in shock as blood dripped down Shaun's jaw, his neck, onto his chest and shirt. Shaun swallowed once, twice, three times. Kacey winced each time, then went limp. Kacey's eyes flitted to mine as he lay on top of Shaun, then becaume empty. I could tell that in that breif moment, Kacey was surprised to see me.
"Ho...lly..." He gasped absently. Shaun pushed Kacey off of him, then sat up. He noticed me, and I was frozen by his looks alone. Blood covered his lips and chin, streaming down his neck and onto his shirt, running, hot and fresh...
Kacey's blood. Shaun's eyes blazed crimson red, the same color as the blood upon his lips, then stood, intimidating, menacing, six feet eight inches. His blonde hair was in his eyes, but he didn't seem to notice.
"Well hello, Holly," He greeted me politely. He took one long stride toward me, and I took one small step back, ready to run. My back hit a wall, and my blue eyes widened in fear. Shaun smirked.
"You look afraid. Am I scaring you?" When I didn't answer, he glanced down at himself, then continued. "I guess I really am not so presentable, at the moment." I couldn't make myself move. His smirk widened into a grin, exposing long fangs, and he stepped forward once more, reaching me. "Now... I wonder how you would taste?" he wondered aloud, and I shivered as the cold rain hit my face as I looked up at him. "May I?" he asked. I couldn't speak; my words were frozen upon my lips. "I'll take that as a yes, then," he said, lifting my arms above my head. His hands formed manacles around my wrists, and I struggled against him now. But I couldn't speak; my words were lost on my tounge. I'm going to die, I thought frantically as Shaun leaned in closer to my neck. Our heights were so different I could tell, even how minutely it was, the difficulty he had leaning down so far. I felt his lips brush my neck, and I got goosebumps. The top of my head was below his shoulder normally, but now, I could only feel the rain on my face. I had closed me eyes when he tilted my head back. His fangs sank into my flesh, and I shuddered.
Warmth spread over my neck, and I sank into darkness almost immediately.