The Vampire.

Vampires are fake, right? Wrong. A vampire constantly follows me; but once I see the light, the darkness gets a bit more swallowed. But the dark always exists there; and with dark, comes trouble. I'm still scared to death, of course. I'm not going to fall in love with a vampire..or I'll try not to. I love him. I know I do. I think I do. I guess I do. He still scares me. And with love, comes struggle. Leading up to love? That's even worse. Vampire or not, I love him. "I'm trouble." "I know."


7. Chapter Six.

I open the front door angrily, and Heather quickly moves before I slam the door behind me. We begin to walk down the sidewalk, and I turn to Heather.
“Where do you think they are?” I ask her. She replies with a shrug.
“I dunno. Somewhere abandoned?” She asks.
“Heather, that’s the most obvious place you would take someone. He’s probably taken her somewhere that’s hidden in plain sight. Hey, do you have his number?” I ask her. She nods.
“Thanks for telling me now. Call him!” I shout at her.
“Okay, Okay!” She yells, taking her phone out and unlocking it. She hits the contact, and puts it on speaker.
“Hello.” Is said darkly from the other side of the phone.
“Where are you?! What did you do with Fran?!” I immediately scream.
“Woah, calm down beautiful. I’ll tell you if you promise to come with me when you get here.” He says. I sigh, and glance at Heather. ‘Will you protect me?’ I mouth to her. She nods.
“I promise.” I say. He darkly laughs.
“Good. We’re at the old abandoned water bottle factory. Old Cheshire Road.” He says, before hanging the phone up. Heather laughs.
“Told you, I told you!” She shouts. I roll my eyes.
“The walk there’s about 30 minutes. So, we gotta go.” I say.


We walk into the factory, and can’t see anything. Every single light is off. But then I hear it.
“Help!” Is shouted.
“It’s Fran!” I shout, running to the source of the nose. Suddenly, my arms are pulled behind my back.
“I don’t think so.” He whispers in my ear. I scream.
“Oh, baby. Don’t worry. I, Won’t, Hurt, You.” He says. I scream again.
“Yes you will!” I shout loudly. Fran runs into the room, and grabs me from Harry. I grab Heather’s hand, and we run out of the building.
“Where did you come from?!” I scream.
“No time!” She shouts. We run all the way to my house, a 40 minute run at least. But it took us about 10. Breathing heavily, I open the front door and push Heather and Fran in. I shut the door behind me, and stand on the front porch steps.
“What are you doing?!” Heather shouts from the open window.
“I promised to go with him. And I don’t break my promises.” I say.
“You’re crazy!” She shouts.
“Only slightly insane.” I correct her. I then hear Heather scream, and that’s the last thing I hear before I black out.

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