The Girl Who Ran

Chapter 6

Alaeric 

    Her fangs dug deep into my neck as she sucks the blood from my body. What are we doing? Where am I?

    Elena is in my arms with her legs wrapped around my waist. What happened? I was just on the couch...oh I remember now. She attacked me.

    This feels so good. I want her so badly. I can feel my member thick and hard, ready to take her. But we can't. Not like this.

    I put my hands on her smooth, sexy stomach  and push her off me with all the strength I could muster up. With her eyes open wide in shock she flies through the air. Through the wall.

    I run into the other room to see her lying flat on her back, eyes closed and covered in wood and plaster.

    f**k.

    f**k. f**k. f**k.

    What have I done?

    Lydia runs in at that moment and openly gapes at the mess I had made.

    "I didn't mean to." I say.

    She looks up at me as if in a daze. She looks back to Elena without saying a word and runs to her side, putting her fingers to her throat and then her wrist.

    She looks up at me with sadness in her eyes and shakes her head. She's dead.

    I f*****g killed her.

    f**k.

    I walk to the couch, sit down, and bury my face in my hands. I wanted to help her. I didn't mean to kill her. Why?!

    All of a sudden, I hear a small cough and a small little voice that should be impossible to hear.

    "Hey, uhm, what happened?" She said curiously.

    I look up to see her sitting up, looking at Lydia with her head c****d to the side.