• Denice's POV
My lips tingled as a pair of lips pressed on mine. I wanted to pull away, but, I couldn't. My body didn't follow my directions, as if I had been numb, inside.
The warm pulled away, and I began to whimper.
"It's okay, I'm right here. I need to find you something to eat. You have to keep quiet." His voice filled my ears. Soothing me.
I nodded, desperately. He craddled.me and we began to leave the room. My eyes were slit. I could only open my eyes, till a crack.
My body was heavy, and my breaths were deep. Too heavy and deep. What was happening?
I saw him lean closer. His lips centimeters away from mine. I wanted to pull him closer.
I wanted to Breath Him.
He chuckled.
"Well Darling, you can't. Right now, you are going through the process,.. Of becoming a vampire." A small gasp leaving me. When did he happen? "These are some symptoms during the beginning and throughout the process; you will have short term memory, muscular heaviness, cravings, emotion waves -or what you call being bipolar- and many things you'll figure about as we go."
This is as if I am pregnant?
"Exactly."
Hey, we need to talk about this I-can-read-your-mind-and-you-can't-do-anything-about-it situation.
"Hm, maybe some other time." He.chuckled as I glared at him.
He set me down, a small chair infront of an empty kitchen table. Where did this come from?
I looked around we were in a kitchen, maybe in the basement?
"Babe, sh. With all your thoughts invading my mind, I can barely think on my own!" He complained.
I rose an eyebrow, a slight smirk.
Ha, that's what you get. Maybe I should keep on going. What could you do about it? Huh, Mr.Pretty Boy Vampire?
He snarled. I love it when he's mad.
"Oh trust me, you won't like what I'm going to do to you, right now." He lunged towards me, I shreiked. Dammit, why can't I move!
A curse left Keyton's lips as he was pressed against the floor, a black boot against his lower back. He groaned in pain, as I did. It felt as if, I felt what he felt.
This is an odd become-a-vampire progress.
I looked up. Keyton's father. What was Damon doing here? Why was he holding Keyton like that?
Why do I feel like I can't breathe?
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Breathe Me
Teen Fiction"Countless nights alone. Countless nights awaiting. Countless nights of unhappiness. Countless nights hurting,.." Denice Elise, is your typical goody-two shoes. Perfect student. Ideal daughter. Trusted best friend. But, sometimes the happiness is on...
