Chapter 2: Remember
The dreams and cravings started the night my parents were murdered, but as time went on the dreams stopped.
I didn't understand why I was running; all I know is that I was supposed to. I began to run faster when a woman came into view. Any normal human would be gasping for breath right now, but I felt like I could run forever. My face contorted into an expression of confusion when the woman looked back at me and screamed. I was getting tired of chasing her so I jumped at her and pulled her to the ground. All of a sudden I was biting her neck. The blood felt so good flowing down my throat. I let out a sigh of pleasure. Now I understand why she was running.
I shot right up in bed with the taste of blood still lingering in my mouth. It was all I could do to stifle a scream. I couldn't believe it; the dreams were back. This time they were worse than before. They were more real. The adrenaline was still pumping through my veins, and I could smell blood so strong I gagged. I stood up and went to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror I couldn't stop the scream that escaped my throat. My face was covered with blood. I hurried and washed my face before my boyfriend came in to check on me.
"Whats going on," asked Javen.
"Nothing, I'm alright. I-I-It's nothing." I replied without much conviction, but something told me not to tell him what was going on.
He looked at me skeptically for a second. His eyes shifted to the rag in my hand, and his eyes widened. He looked from me to the rag several more times, and then he finally got up the courage to ask what happened. I looked away because I didn't know. Soon I realized that I shouldn't have reacted the way I had. His panic slowly grew and grew the longer I didn't answer him. He grabs me as I tried to walk past him.
"What did you do!" he screamed at me. I began to panic. I had never seen him like this before.
"Let go of me!" I screamed back, but His grip only tightened.
I twisted myself from his grip and started to run. He yelled for me to stop but when I heard his footsteps I only ran faster. I flung the door open and ran down the sidewalk. I turned down the first ally I came to. I realized that I wasn't tiring as I ran like I usually do. I don't understand how Javen caught up to me but he did. The next thing I knew I was laying on my stomach with an elbow in my back. I didn't understand; why he was overreacting like this? Why did I run? All of a sudden Javen was hauling me to my feet by my hair. He was holding both my arms behind my back. He was pulling my arms so hard they felt like they were going to break. I cried out in pain despite my efforts not to. He leaned down and kissed my neck, his tongue trailing over my skin. I shuddered. He leaned over to my ear.
"You're gonna wish you hadn't run. This is going to hurt a lot worse now," he whispered in my ear.
With that, he produced a knife the length of my lower arm. He cut my arm with precise, practiced motion. I didn't have long to wonder where he learned it before the knife dug into my other arm. I screamed.
"If you hadn't run I would've ended it quickly. I could do this for a couple hours. Let's go back to the apartment," he said in a very sensual voice.
He dragged me down the alley and then leaned over to lick some of the blood off my arm. My breath quickened and I tried to get away but he was too strong. He slammed me into the wall and locked his teeth into my neck. There was a quick sting and I felt the blood being drained from my body. I tried to kick him but he had his legs wrapped behind mine. He moved as if he couldn't get enough. I found myself getting dizzy. I began to slowly sink to my knees. Javen followed me to the ground still sucking on my neck like a baby sucks on a pacifier. Dots began to fill my vision. I vaguely noticed when Javen was forced off of me by another set of hands. I heard the scuffle that went on for a little while before someone kneeled down beside me. He held my head up with one arm and put his other wrist to my mouth.
"Drink," he told me.
At first, I was reluctant but after he broke his flesh with his nail I had no choice. His blood was so sweet. It was all I could do to keep from groaning with pleasure. My back arched off the ground. It should've embarrassed me but it didn't. I felt my lips being pried away from his wrist. After his arm was out of reach I started to feel sleepy. I couldn't keep my eyes open. After a while, I gave up and lost consciousness.
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