25 Truth (3)

Her scent suddenly increased as her body shook slightly. I looked up and noticed the sun was setting. She parted from me slightly and looked me in the eyes.

Her eyes turned from her beautiful brown color to a bright red. Her skin from a rich caramel complexion to a light grey. Underneath her skin appeared as if different shades of pink and purple lightning danced under its surface.

"This is the real me, "she said, "please don't hate it."

I pulled her into a tight embrace. "I don't hate it, but I would like to be back in my room now," I said.

She pulled away and looked at me with a curious expression. I tapped her chin and answered, "I'm not kissing you in a cemetery."

She laughed a sweet innocent laugh and pulled me in closer. I closed my eyes and embraced her as we became engulfed in the darkness. I opened my eyes and looked around my dark room still holding Naylie, she had her head buried in my chest.

I placed my fingers under her chin and lifted her face towards me. She stared me in the eye as I leaned in closer. I couldn't help but furiously invade her lips as if I had a never-ending hunger for her. I picked her up and laid her down gently on the bed as I hovered over her kissing her deeply. I locked my hands within hers as our kiss deepened.

A small moan escaped her lips as she pulled me in closer. She slowly begins sucking my energy as she savored our kiss. When she was finished she gently parted our lips and rested her forehead against mines. She kissed my forehead and moved from beneath me as she walked towards the center of the room. "You need to sleep, I'll let you rest," She said with a hint of sadness.

"I'm fine," I replied.

"Yeah, your fine for now, but if we keep going at this rate you won't last very long, so let's call it a night," She replied. She walked towards me and hugged me then backed away and sunk deep into the floor till I could no longer see her. I sighed and laid down in my bed.

I closed my eyes and gently drifted off to sleep. My dream was more vivid this time.

Naylie ran through a field holding her bible panting with a fearful look in her eye. As she ran she kept looking back with a fearful expression. Her face was wet with tears as she ran. Somebody reached out and yanked her to the ground by her hair. She screamed a blood curdling scream as her body slammed into the ground.