𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 || 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬/𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

➢𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞

A/N: so um..this oneshot is not originally mine and i hope u like it!

Credits to the rightful and original owner of this imagine/oneshot!

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The night breezed by, pulling her hair out of her face as she watched you walk by on the street. Your skirt hug tightly to your thighs as your hair blew back, revealing your throat. Her eyes watched as the blood pulsated in the vein below your soft skin.

"Beautiful," she whispered.

"Who is," Chaeyoung asked before she looked over at you, the smell of your blood hitting her as well. Her head whipped right back to Jennie, ready to tell her to not do it, but she was already gone. Looking back over, she found Jennie with her arm around your waist, her voice soft as she flirted with you.

You watched Jennie with wide eyes. Confused at why this crazy hot girl was talking to you. Your mouth felt numb as it stumbled over, "yeah," and "Uh-huh."

Jennie smiled, leading you around the corner and away from your original route. You had taken no notice of it as you fell, lost in her deep, dark eyes. Her blood red lips parted to reveal white teeth, her tongue running over her fangs as she breathlessly suggested, "let's go over there."

You didn't even know where over there was, and it was hard to take in the dark brick walls of the alleyway as Jennie's warm breath was on your neck, her lips pressing into it before she sucked on it a bit. "Oh, wow," you sighed as you leaned into her before there was a sudden sharp pain. "Fuck," you said, trying to push away, but her fangs were deep inside you, the blood slipping from the punctures and onto Jennie's tongue.

Her grip tightened, the sharp edges of the brick wall cutting into your back as you struggled. Your strength slowly being drained from you, your body slumped against Jennie. Her voice melodic and blurry as she whispered, "you're mine now." Your conscious slowly slipped away as the moon rested above Jennie's dark hair, her white smile stained dark, "forever."

When you awoke, you were softly tucked away in a bed, the mattress soft and the blankets pressing against you.

Even though the blankets were heavy and many, they didn't felt warm. Your skin felt ice-cold before you pushed off the blankets and jumped out of the bed. Your foot got tangled on the blanket, but when you pulled your foot hard enough away, the blanket ripped with it. You watched as the blanket fell onto the ground torn in half. Your hand pressed against your heart where you expected to feel it beating fast, but there was nothing. You chest felt like stone.

"No, no, no, no," you felt like you were driving into madness as you backed up against the wall, your head shaking as you pressed the palms of your hands into your eyes, forcing them shut, "this is all a bad dream."

"What's a bad dream," the torturous, melodic voice asked.

Looking up, you saw the girl from last night standing in the doorway with a glass of dark red liquid the slushed near the top of the glass with every step closer the girl got to you. You threw your hands out, "stay away."

Your eyes searched for some escape as the girl blocked the only doorway. Looking over, there were some dark curtains, your feet sped over to them. Your hands pulling them down to reveal bright sunlight before the curtains fell over you. The girl's voice was quivering and loud as she yelled, "don't move!"

You ignored her and started to reach out of the curtain. The moment the sunlight hit your hand, it started to bubble up, fire flickering on the tips of your fingers. You screeched, pulling your hand back under the curtain as you shook out the flames. Tears started to pour down your face as you cried out, "what did you do to me?"