• usually i dont write this kinda stuff...
    the whiskey painfully trickles down her throat as she takes the last shot of the night. she spent nearly all her earnings that night to drink her emotional emptiness out. the toxic liquids are bottled in her stomach, dangerously filling her. but the drinks didn't fill that emptiness. her fingers play with the shot glass, stalling herself from leaving already. she glances around the bar, only a few wasted men slept on the tables or had their unshaven chins tucked over their arms with an unfinished shot glass in one hand. it was a more comforting site than her empty house. she will creep into bed, sleep and wake til noon and show up to work like a hung over slob. but it was her empty bed, yes, the fact she will not feel any warmth next to her tonight was the source of her emptiness. not then, not now, not ever. no man to breath into her, no man to rock her in his arms till she lost the sense if the night was real or a dream. nothing to stir her flesh into a throbbing frenzy of electricity and goose bumps. nothing. a silent burp escapes her. her slides the glass down the bar and gets up. the sudden movements made her nearly fall to the floor if she didn't grab the counter. she closes her eyes and drops her purse and jacket. she grunts as she tries to bend down to pick them up. suddenly she feels someone tapping her lower back. swiftly she rises and falls into his arms. "Hey." her glassy common brown eyes peer at him clueless. she struggles to pull herself up, but the force of his arms kept her face next to his pecks. her nose felt his rapid heart beat. "I think u had enough to drink. lets take u back to my place. u wont remember anything." she reaches and closes the buttons on her collar shirt. she shakes her head no, she couldn't find her voice to protest. she spits in his face. he frowns,slaps her face and begins to haul her to the door. she shakes her head desperately as she sees they come near his truck. "NO! HELP!" she finally yells."HORNY PIECE OF CRAP LET ME GO!!" she cries. his grip loosens as he tries to open his door, she finds her chance and she bites his cheek. he drops her and holds his bleeding cheek. she scrambles to her feet and clumsily runs out of the parking lot. the street lights flicker, making hard for her to map her way. she falls against the pole, completely winded and her full tummy of liquid began to make her cramp. her blurry vision gazed at the far corner and she saw him coming for her. she lets go of the pole and falls backwards. she grabs her head and curls into a beetle position. suddenly she sees a face, his pupils, a white blue, nearly blends in with his eyes, his short black hair sways with the soft breeze. he bites his lips and lifts her up and takes her to a dark corner on the side of a store. she covers her mouth from screaming as her follower stomps past them.
    to be continued.... (i know corny...)
    ok here i continue...(2-5-09)
    her seductive follower stomps by, still clenching on to his bitten cheek.
    she shakes violently in his arms, trying to find a good grip on his hand to bite. desperately she tried to scream, not only to save her skin but because his hands were bloody cold. like if solid cold lead was holding her instead of flesh. the icy sting numbs her face and the sensation soon spreads all over her, giving her painful goosebumps. then she notices her follower stomping away. she found the logic in her, he saved her... she looks up, trying to pass a smile through his hand. she waited for him to let go.
    ...
    nothing. her heart began to quicken, fearing she got swept into the arms of some one worse. the man looks down on her. he towers over her and his arms engulfs her body live a large wave in the ocean. slowly he lets go of her mouth. the chilly night air was warmer compared to his hand. she trembles from it. boldly he runs his fingers through her hair, then merging to her cheeks and down her neck and stopping at her collar bones. his other hand still held her tight at her waist, it too began to explore her; sliding his hand under her shirt, tracing her belly button and toying with the button of her jeans. his icy touch sends shocking pangs in her, both frighteningly painful but at the same time she craves more...his hand returns to her hair. instead of combing her hair he firmly clamps on and gently pulls back. he leans her forward, still holding her body up with his lean arms. her neck was now fully exposed. her eyes are wide open. her hands are clamped on to his shoulders, she was unable to scream. her neck was too stretched out to allow any sound to escape. his lips hover her skin, she can feel his breath, he sniffs her. he drowns in her scent. his eyes flutter at the intoxicated odor of her night, her fear, and her enjoyment in his delicate strokes. he opens his mouth and his fangs slide into the open. his fangs glow in the darkness. they sink into her. she body shutters from the piercing pain. a loud gasp escapes her. her warm blood leaks out and rolls down her. he expertly suckles her, drinking gold. he holds her closer. her grip slowly grows weak. she minds spins into insanity, her breathing is loud and labored, her heart beat was the only thing she can hear next to his lulling groans. suddenly a cold pang injects into her. her bitten area turns to ice and it spreads into her veins. her blood cells crack into icicles, her eyes darken into black and her tan color drains into a dead white. his mouth lets go of her neck, and she completely goes limp...falling into an intense state of metamorphosis, or is it sleep?....
    she eyes shoot open. she lays on a bench. she tries to lift herself up but her body felt heavy, like metal. she teary eyes scan around. she saw many colors. soon her eyes process them to be the colors of stain glass windows. she was on a bench in an abandoned church. she twitches her fingers. they crack from the inflexibility. as if they were frozen. but there was no snow. it was only her. she summons a powerful will and she moves her legs to fold to her chin. then she orders her arms, they clumsily fall to her chin. she peers at her breast, the buttons were undone. her trembling fingers feel her neck. suddenly she delicately touches her bitten neck. immediately they react, completely submitting her into a state of pain. she screams and clenches on to the bench for dear life. her legs twist into each other. she counts the agonizing seconds until the pain faded away....her body became tranquil. she releases her tight grip, her muscles relax. relax and relax til her body was immersed into a state of jittery. a strange flutter bloomed in her but it quickly lilts, she felt physically starved. then she remembers him. she lightly moans then turns her body to face the ceiling. suddenly she sees him perched on top of the bench back on top of her. his face was unbroken as he watches her tremble. he slides off and kneels next to her. he sniffs her air, feeling her. her cheeks rest on the bench, waiting. he lightly makes himself smile for her.
    "why?" she weakly asks.
    "u will never be alone, veil."
    "how?"
    "u have dreamed me before, your longing for someone summoned me to be physically real."
    "no..." she looks at the window, a smile grew on her, her mind wondered on her future that night. her smiles grew more. at least she didn't have to go home to any empty home....
    (stupid ending huh? yeah. not my thing but it hit me..glad i got it out...)