I awoke with the same dream haunting my mind. It was the same man with that wild look in his golden eyes and those long white fangs. My lover turned toward me and laid her hand on my arm.
“What’s wrong, Jennifer,” she asked. I shook my head and patted her hand.
“It’s nothing, hon. I’ll be alright. Just another dream.” I was tiring of her and figured it was time to move onto a boy for a change for the lesbian wasn’t doing much for me anymore…
I was walking down a deserted street thinking about my used-to-be lover. She’d taken it pretty well and had told me that she’d thought she’d found her soulmate. I had simply congratulated her and moved on.
It was then that I’d stumbled upon him. I’d accidentally walked into a dead end alleyway. He was sitting on a doorstep with his waist length white hair covering his face. He ran a clawed hand through his hair and his wild golden eyes met my green ones.
I felt my own eyes widen in fear and amazement. Here was the man I’d been dreaming about. He slowly got to his feet and held out a pale hand to me. I took a step backwards and then another. He simply stood there with his outstretched hand beckoning me. I turned and fled…
It has been five days since that encounter and I am sitting at my counter drinking coffee with my latest fling. His long black hair looked shabby compared to the man I’d seen about a week ago. Suddenly the man was there, in my kitchen, right behind my latest lover. He wrapped his hands around his neck and snapped it.
“I didn’t like him touching you,” he said in his emotionless voice as the now lifeless body slid from his hands and onto the floor. “No matter how much your run, you cannot deny you are mine. I will kill every one that you bring to your bed, Jennifer.”
I got to my feet and walked around the counter and over the body until my face was inches from his. “How about I take you into my bed?”
He smiled, revealing those fangs that I knew would be there under that Cheshire smile. “And how about I make you one of what I am?”
I smiled at him and reached up a hand to touch his pale skin. “I’ve been waiting an eternity for you,” I whispered in his ear as I led him into my bedroom…
NOTE: AIN’T I A PSYCHOPATHIC BITCH? (laughs evilly) PLEASE TEL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF IT. THANK YOU KINDLY. BLESSED BE.