I didn't want to sleep, but everything that had happened, was suddenly all coming back to me. Everything with the vampire slayers, Oliver, the new girl Jordan who I was yet to met and of course Mazany. It also struck me how lucky I had been with Mazany and Shadow tonight. It was strange but I wasn't afraid of Shadow, so what did that make me? A real person would be sacred to even speak his name and yet I just snapped back at him like I would to anyone. I couldn't shrug the feeling off, Damien could tell too.
"What's wrong Miss Strom?" He whispered bring me closer to him. "Restless tonight."
"Too much going on in my head. I can't relax. Stressed even though I'm not too sure why. Just need something." I got out of his warm arms, putting my blue jeans back on.
"And where do you think your going?" Damien asked in a demanding voice, watching me run my fingers through my cherry red hair.
"I. Just." I began trying to find the words, growling slightly. What was wrong with me? "Go to sleep, Angelo."
I was standing in the door way daring weather or not to go in. I can do this, it's just a room. Yer a room that held too many memories for me. This was stupid, I didn't feel afraid of the Shadow, yet the thought of walking into the music room was giving me goose pimples. Just unreal. I growled again, then slowly walking into the music room and sitting at the black grand piano.
"So far so good." I whispered, the room was dark, if it wasn't for my midnight blue vampire eyes, then I wouldn't be able to pick anything out. But I didn't need to see to know what I was playing.
I was just thinking of Damien when I caught his scent, following me of course. At first, I thought he was going to grab my unprotected back, drag me to bed and make me sleep. But his scent didn't become any stronger, nor was it close enough for me to see him. Damien's rich, sweet, pure scent, that made my canines grow just thinking about. But no, I can't feed from him; I've got to put more of a fight up against him. I started to play then Damien still on my mind, the lyrics just followed out my mouth without thinking about it.
"Waking up I see that everything is OK
The first time in my life and now it's so great
Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed
I think about the little things that make life great
I wouldn't change a thing about it
This is the best feeling
This innocence is brilliant
I hope that it will stay
This moment is perfect
Please don't go away
I need you now
And I'll hold on to it
Don't you let it pass you by
I found a place so safe, not a single tear
The first time in my life and now it's so clear
Feel calm, I belong, I'm so happy here
It's so strong and now I let myself be sincere"...
The darkness in the room was suddenly too much, it was suffocating me.
A little girl with dark brown silk straight hair was sitting in her window sit, looking into the midnight sky. The moon was shinning brightly in its crescent form and the stars sparkled, like the little girl's turquoise blue eyes. The little girl was talking someone, but there was no-one else in the dark room. The window was open and the little girl had tiny goose bumps on her bare creamy skin. The white night gown that she wore seemed to fall off her petite body, as she rose from the window sit. The little girl must have heard a noise, realising that she would get into trouble for still being awake, gracefully jumped lightly into the bed across the room.
The door opened, light poured into the dark room. The little girl closed her turquoise blue eyes, pretending to be asleep. A shadow appeared at the door and stood in the door frame, facing the little girl. The little girl was trying to keep her breathing level at an even beat. But her beating heart gave her away, she knew who was watching and she knew that they wouldn't be happy knowing that she was still awake. The shadow came into the dark room and closed the door.
It was a fallen angle, his wings were pure white and every feather glistened as he moved. His very light blonde hair shone like the moon in the night sky. Although, you could not see the front of the fallen angle tall muscular body, as he strolled over to the little girl. The fallen angle carefully as if not to awaken the little girl, sat on the edge of her bedside. He glazed at the little girl ‘sleeping' form; his hand moved some of the little girl's dark brown silk hair out of her eyes. The fallen angle then bent down and lightly kissed the little girls soft skin...
I was lying on something warm with a rich, sweet scent, that was pure and tantalising that was making my whole body crave it. I blinked my eyes open seeing where I was. How did I get here? I thought realizing where I was or who I was with. I found myself with half of my body lying over Damien's topless sleeping form. The beautiful panels of his of body moving in time with his beating heart, that was pumping mouth watering blood around his body. His left arm was around my body, keeping me secure from moving away from him.
I was thirsty and Damien was just there, his bare kiss inches from my sharp canines that were forming in my mouth. The temptation was unbearable; my lips kissed the spot where my head was resting just below his heart. He stirred under my cold touch. I rolled pressing my body on his, Damien's hands came around my waist. I closed my eyes, knowing that they would be dark pink with thirst.
I felt the chuckle of his laugher in chest under my lips; Damien lips kissed my own head. I stopped mid-kissing remembering my dream last night. The little girl in the dark room, who was she and who was the fallen angle? I was too thirsty to think about that now. Then of course my other dream that I had about Damien, bleeding on the floor and me. Me with blood around my mouth, leaning over him and hearing that voice. I can't tell him about that dream in fact any of them just dreams. Aren't they?
My dark pink eyes opened seeing Damien feathers, then blinking making sure I was awake and this wasn't a dream. There nested deep in the darkness of Damien black feathers, was a white feather that wanted to glisten like it had once before.
"Da"- Then it was gone, it seem to fade back into the darkness to hide and wait to glisten again. "Nnothinggg. Don't matterrrr." My throat was feeling sore now; I moved to see his questionable face, trying to put a smile on my face. His pale crystal blue eyes looking deeply, then I realised what he was really doing. I could feel him scanning my mind looking for clues; instead I gave him something else, later regretting it.
"No Damien." I snarled at him making my point clear.