Blood is fear

Blood is fear

Rain. I absolutely hate the rain. It always reminded me of miserable days, homework and horrible nightmares particularly that night. I was alone in the house that night because mum and dad are off at work and my brother is, well, is partying. Again. Well, I was watching TV because I was bored and had nothing to do and had difficulty entertaining myself, when all of a sudden the lights went out in the whole house. I simply brushed it off because we had power cuts ever so often but I had those 'feelings' something was off. Something…. wrong.

When the lights were off, went off to the kitchen to go the cupboard where the torch was kept, but when I was just to bend down a shiver crawled up my spine. Not like one of those normal ones like your outside in the cold, no, but it was like a cold hand that had thousand of needles stuck to it. Again, a simply though the heater must of gone off.

When I gone back into the living room, I tried to turn on the light for the torch but it wouldn't work. "Strange." I said. Then suddenly I heard a 'whoosh' noise, swiftly turned around, but nothing. Then a heard another 'whoosh' noise, I turned around quickly hoping to see someone or thing, but again nothing.

Then abruptly a something was trying pulling me down. I tried and tried to pull away what was trying pulling me down. When I finally managed to break free from the grip I scrambled up the stairs went to my room and locked the door behind me. Slid down the door and huddle my legs together. I dripping with cold sweat and shivering like I've been dipped in arctic water and suffering from hypothermia.

I decided to lie down on the bed and get under the covers to stop my shivering and to make me think I was hallucinating, but then I saw the eyes. Those cold, blue eyes. They were staring right at me from the closet that was directly opposite my bed. Then those eyes spoke, "don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." I was fixated on those words like a dog to a master.

The rain stopped all of a sudden and the clouds began to disappear to reveal the blank, white moon.  As the moon shone, the eyes stepped forward from the shadowed closet to reveal a tanned skinned man in his late teens. He was wearing a black jacket, jeans; boots, gloves and t-shirt which made him look like a complete shadow himself if it wasn't the blood red orbs that covering each of his joints of his jacket and jeans and the red hieroglyph that covered his t-shirt.

He began walking, step by step, coming towards me saying "I want you so badly…." I was getting more and more scared every time he said those words and wanted to franticly run out of the house and call the police, but I couldn't. I was so fixed on those eyes and words my body wasn't responding to my subconscious mind.

As soon as he got close enough to me he went to his knees and said something that almost sound like a command. "Turn your head now, my soon to be bride." As if I was a robot servant, I turned my head. He bent his head down slowly to my neck near touching distant he licked the side of my neck and chuckled as if he enjoyed. Then suddenly something pierced my skin like two powerful bullets. I was gasped quickly for air like a struggling diver in the sea. I thought he put needles into me, but then sudden I found they were fangs. He was moaning in pleasure as he sucked me dry of blood. As soon as he pulled my eyelids were heavy and about to shut when the mysterious kissed my lips and then my world went black.