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your legs around my waist and kissed me.” He growled, raising a brow.
“That was all mistakes. I hate you.” I said glaring into his now cold eyes.
Suddenly he was in my face with red blazing eyes.
“After I saved your life, you hate me? You could be dead right now and I saved your life!” he snarled.
I was a bit scared but, I crossed my arms around my chest and lifted my chin.
“I don’t fucking care. That is your mistake, asshole.” I spat.
His eyes were suddenly turned from blood red to pitch black. His fangs were clear and he wrapped his hand firmly around my throat.
“I will kill you!” he snarled slamming me in the bed board.
“Let . . . me . . . go.” I gasped.
I felt my eyes fill with tears but, I tried to hold them back. I could feel my air way closing on me and I knew I was going to die. Even at the face of death I knew I loved Layken and I wouldn’t mind being killed by him or dying in his hands.
The tears fell down my cheeks and I looked Layken in the eyes.
I repeated the words I said when I was dying of cancer.
“Laylay, I think I might die. I don’t feel so good.” I whispered with tear filled eyes.
Layken gasped and his eyes turned back into their innocent green. He took his hand from my neck and I dropped to the bed.
I gasped for air. I started coughing and holding my neck. But, no matter how many breaths I took I couldn’t breathe properly.
“I . . . can’t . . . breathe!” I gasped.
Layken panicked.
“Did I crush your lungs? W-what I’m so sorry, Christie. I am so sorry!”
“I’ll go get my father!” he said and jumped out my window.
Tears clouded my vision. He left me again. I curled up in a ball and let God decide whether or not to kill me. My vision got blurry and soon enough I blacked out.



Recovering

I woke to the sound of beeping and a tight, all too familiar, feeling in my wrist. I lifted my head and instantly regret it as a headache overcame me. I plopped my head back down on the pillow and looked around. I saw a white room and nothing else. I heard that retched beeping sound and nothing else. Where the hell was I?
“You’re awake,” said a little voice.
I turned my head slightly and looked into green, big eyes. She smiled at me and gently put a hand on my cheek. She giggled and dropped her hand to her side. She started playing with her long pitched black hair and just stared at me.
I looked at her with a confused expression and she soon caught on.
“I’m Layken’s baby sister.” She said with another giggle.
“Lizzy!” she exclaimed and held out her little hand. I looked at my hands and noticed the needles in them. I instantly got scared. Needles brought back too many memories of cancer and being trapped in one room. It also reminds me of the day I drank from Layken . . .
Lizzy dropped her hand and smiled at me.
“Everything is ok. Your lung collapsed is all. But, the vampire blood is healing it rather quickly and smoothly.” She said professionally.
I raised a brow at her. She sounded like Layken when we were younger. He always use to talk like a big smart grown up and I barely understood what he said.
Lizzy suddenly leaned in and I felt her soft lips at my ear. She giggled again before she started talking.
“Layken likes you!” she screamed in my ear.
I winced away from her voice but, smiled. I knew it was impossible for Layken to like me but, her personality is so much like Layken I can’t help but smile.
“Lizzy, why are you bothering her? She needs her rest,” I heard a stern voice say.
I tilted my head up and saw Layken’s mom walk in. She smiled apologetically at me. I smiled back and was about to talk when a soft finger touched my lips.
“No talking! Your lungs need to rest!” Lizzy said and giggled again. I smiled at her and touched her soft hand that still laid on my lips. I kissed it and let it go. She’s just like Layken; her personality, her eyes, her hair.
Soon, Lizzy’s and Layken’s father walked in with a smile on his face. I beamed up at him. I remember him like no other. I had no clue how he became the richest man in the world. Yes, I knew they were rich to begin with but . . . how the hell did they become the richest people in the world? I wanted to ask but, Lizzy was probably going to kill me if I did. Haha, amazing; a toddler could beat me up.
Their father rested a hand on my forehead and he nodded in approval.
“You had a fever when you came in here, it seems to be gone. I can also tell that your left lung is healing beautifully. You’re doing good, sweetie. Keep it up,” he winked at me and turned to Lizzy. His wife anxiously passed her to him.
“I’ll go check on Layken. He’s much easier to deal with than a vampire toddler,” she said with a sigh and exited the room. Lizzy stuck her tongue out at her retreating mommy. Her father chuckled and kissed her forehead.
“Isn’t your mother beautiful?” he asked in a daze.
Lizzy looked at him and gagged. “Ew, no! Mommy ugly and mean!” she exclaimed.
Her father chuckled and turned to me.
“She’s beautiful isn’t she?” he asked.
I smiled and nodded. She was beautiful with her long blonde hair and petite body. She looked like a goddess.
“She’s sixty years old,” he finished.
My eyes widen slightly. Sixty? She looked sixteen!
“It’s a vampire thing,” he said with a chuckle.
I nodded at him and smiled. I always felt comfortable with Mr. Daniels. He was an awesome dude. Layken and Lizzy was glad to have a wonderful father. Their mother was awesome also but, Layken always use to tell me she was so protective of them and it was annoying. I use to always laugh at this.
“Crystal! You’re awake!” a husky voice yelled.
I blink and next thing I saw was big green eyes, and it didn’t belong to Lizzy or Mr. Daniels. I gulped and looked at Layken.

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Publication Date: 12-29-2011

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