Leonora

there is 17 year old girl, she has been running for years. but she is different.. different because she is cursed.. she can no longer run for something is holding her back.

My name is Lenora and I am a Killer.....

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3. Happy Dreams

He had been trying to teach me how to control it, we had been practicing for a few weeks now.. And we were getting to know each other really well. I liked him, he thought me so many things, and taught me how to ease the need for blood by drinking alcohol.  I saw him every day and I could feel my attraction to him was getting stronger.

He was so sexy, so knowledgeable, he had the sexiest smile and he though me being a ripper was sexy too.

He told me not to go out with out him, he was the one who was going to help me control my thirst for blood. I couldn't stop thinking of him, it was late in the afternoon had just been out in the town and had lost control. Yes I killed someone! Again! but he didn't mind he just helped me from killing another and brought me home.

I laid in bed and fell asleep.... (dream begins)

I walked into his lounge room, he sat there on his red velvet chair, that looked like it was made in the 18 century and made for a king. He sat there in a black suit, a glass of whiskey in his hand and his hair cut short but it still was long enough for me to run my fingers through it.

I walked over to him my long red dress covered with black lace that trailed behind me, he smiled at me and put his drink on the small table covered with alcohol bottles beside him. I sat in his lap my dress laid over this lap and the side of his chair and still draped on the floor.

My hand was on his chest and I tightened my grip on his tie. My other hand was over his shoulder and my hand griped the back of his neck and I let my fingers run though the back of his head. I wanted him.

He had his hands, one around my back holding me close to him and the other around my thigh. We were face to face then he lent forward and kissed me, my hand moved to his chest then up to his neck. As I did this, our kiss grew more passionately, and his grip on me tightened. my fingers ran through is jet black hair. We broke away and he smiled, and whispered in my ear " I love you" I smiled and kissed his cheek " I love you too"  I pulled his face up to mine and kissed him so passionately. I slid my hands down his neck and undid his tie, and threw it across the room. he smiled and gave a quick laugh, his lips still pressed up against mine....

(dream ends)

Then there was an inpatient knock at the door.... it woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and walked to the door and opened it. He stood there, Elijah was standing at my door. He gave me a white large box. I put it on the bed and opened it, he was leaning on the door. Inside the box was a beautiful black lace dress, I turned to face him, before I could say anything he told me to put it on, and that we were going out....

 

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