The Mark of Three (Previously 'Marked by Three')

Chapter Two

"Would you watch where you're going and stop being clumsy for like five minutes of your life? And its rude to stare."

After muttering a soft apology, we continued walking with me this time watching where I placed my feet. For the next 10 or so minutes, I stayed quiet in my thoughts, not wanting to further annoy Egan, who had been more on the cranky side lately and quick to snap at anything. I was worried that it might have to do with the fact that he has been wanting to take things between us to the next level, but I was being hesitant as I was nervous of it being my first time.

After what felt like half an hour of still silent walking, I asked Egan "How much longer now? It's getting cold and I'm getting bored and it's getting dark." Now looking up through the trees, I could see there was very little sun light left as dusk started rolling in and the temperature starting to drop more.

"It's not much longer now." Egan said not looking at me.

We walked for what seemed to be hours but really only another 10 minutes. We then came to a stop at a clearing with a little bit of snow covering the ground here and there and the sun had just set, my eyes were struggling to see beyond the tree line at the edge of the clearing.

We just stood there in silence for another minute with me waiting for Egan to reveal this mysterious surprise for me. By this point the sun had fully disappeared, with it it's light, in its place, the moon slowly started to dimly light up the clearing we stood in.

The sound of an owl hooting broke the silence and me out of my thoughts, so I asked "So what now? What's my surprise and why do we need to be so deep in the forest?" We walked for over half an hour away from our town, no one would hear any sound from use now.

When I didn't get a response, I slowly turned around to see Egan smiling down at me which freaked me out because it wasn't a kind smile I was getting, it was a cruel smile directed at me that sent shivers of fear down my spine. Then I slowly blinked, hoping it was just my imagination, but it wasn't. When I reopened my eyes what I saw was even worse than before, his eyes were now red, no they were blood red and glowing, but that wasn't all his mouth was open and what I saw scared me shitless, almost in slow motion, his canines started to grow longer. Now they weren't canines of a human, they were fangs were fangs of a monster.

Then it hit me with a bone chilling realization, that he wasn't human at all, he wasn't animal or anything known to man- kind only known in books and movies. He was a vampire, a blood thirsty vampire looking at me with hunger and nothing else. I now realized I could not run or hide from this monster; I could not fight him off even if I had a weapon I'd be useless against him. I was a small, weak creature face to face with something out of nightmares. So I stood still hoping that he'd reconsider making me a meal, that there was any ounce of the love I felt for him was mutual or at the bare minimum, show mercy and make it quick and painless.

But this nightmare creature felt none of those, mercy was not on his mind when he lunged forward with lightning speed and had a hold of my arm and ever so slowly as to drag out this cruel moment, bent my head over to the side and lowered his head down to my neck with his cold breath making me chock on a silent sob.

Then the most painful moment of my life happened, he sunk his fangs in my neck causing me to scream a blood curdling scream. The loudest I've ever done in my life, my too sort life. I never got to turn 18 and be free of the hell of school and my parents, all because this asshole had me fooled all this time pretending to love me when in reality he only played me while I was love sick fool over him, when all I was, was the flavor of the month, literally. Why do these things only happen to me and I'm sure I won't even be missed in this world because my family never cared, I had no friends and all the teachers hated me. The only thing that kept me sane was all the time a fake, something that I was too blind to even notice the ugly truth in front of me.

As tears rolled down my face from the pain of never being loved and never finding love because I couldn't be loved, I now realized that the pain on my neck only increased when I thought about it. As if it was another sick, cruel joke for this world to play on me, I had no happy place for my mind to go to to fight off the agony put upon me. It was then that I felt a new pain coming from my wrist, where he now had a hold of me with a bone crushing force, I could almost hear the bone cracking the tighter he squeezed, the pain excruciating and almost surpassing the pain in my neck where Egan's fangs were still buried.

My head started to get light headed and Egan suddenly let go with me thumping on the ground whilst Egan stood over me, smirking down at me with my blood slowly dripping down his chin. I now realized that whilst he was biting me, my coat must have fallen off, because I was shaking like a leaf, or maybe it was because of the amount of blood I had lost. All I knew though, that I was fast losing consciousness as my eyelids starting closing and all I could feel now was coldness. It was so cold, it numbly dawned upon me that it meant all the life left in me was almost gone, I was about to die, and Egan's horrible, cruel smirk was the last thing I'd see.

My eyes closed and I couldn't open them again this time.

Darkness surrounded me.