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Laura sat awake, desperate for an answer as to why their love turned so sour. She wept with her hands to her eyes, only pausing to wipe the snot from her nose, she felt childish for her emotions, wimpy because she didnt stand up for herself, but part of her felt it was right, the pain was more than deserved on her part. David was right, she had defyed him, trapped in her own mistakes.
The week before all of this happened, they were both helthy and feeding, all the time, But soon food became scarce...People were fleeing because slowly they were dieing off, one by one...No one could explain it, Until they started feeding during the day, they got so desperate there was nothing left to do but suffer the painful sun blisters just to feed, Drakens clan was the last of them out there...and they would stop at nothing to succeed. David was 3rd down from the head descendant, and heir to the thrown at any given moment, as soon as Draken died off, he would regain power and bring the Vampires back into existance.
Laura was not yet a vampire when they met several years ago, he wanted to keep her pure until she was of age to be his queen, She was so young, and beautiful, and David was scorned for loving a mortal, but their love was pure..sweet as any flower, any summer night.
When their blood supply became close to dry, they moved to England, To join the other covens in the race, the race of survival, there they called it home...began their feast. Laura was the only mortal to be seen with the vamp. clan, the only woman to survive the great strife of their time. Soon enought she would learn.
The night Laura defyed him, they were attending Drakens 583rd birthday and longest year at rein. She was wearing a long velvet, mesh black and white corsage dress, it came just above her toes, drooping low and falling out in the back. It was an immaculate sight, evey undead eye on her, licking there lips in approval. One of those undead Mataias, went in for more than he asked for. Laura was at their table, alone and in the dark, watching as David swept beautiful women across the dance floor, she was never one to dance, but loved to watch their dresses as they puddled the dance floor. Mataias stared deeply at Laura, enchanted by her beauty, knowing who she belonged to, but spoiled in his own flight of lust. Soon enough they were talking, laughing, Staring deep into each others eyes, What laura didnt know, Vampires have the ability to woo any one they please, and that was just his intents, Before long they were running down the hallways, hand in hand, Laughing like children.
The next thing she knew, David was on top of Mataias , ripping the flesh from his neck, the blood splashed everwhere, staining her skin, dripping from the pearl white walls. Her screams filled the room, covering her eyes, hiding from the awful sight. That was the last she would ever have to remember about that night, the last they would ever recall, the worst pain of her life.
(sorry guys if this is lame, i'm having troubles writing lately..I'll try to make it better, bear with me as i get over this slump of mine below is my actual journal.)
Hmm, yea so chyanne said james would ask me out, on day this week, it will happen..hmm..well bye bye
The week before all of this happened, they were both helthy and feeding, all the time, But soon food became scarce...People were fleeing because slowly they were dieing off, one by one...No one could explain it, Until they started feeding during the day, they got so desperate there was nothing left to do but suffer the painful sun blisters just to feed, Drakens clan was the last of them out there...and they would stop at nothing to succeed. David was 3rd down from the head descendant, and heir to the thrown at any given moment, as soon as Draken died off, he would regain power and bring the Vampires back into existance.
Laura was not yet a vampire when they met several years ago, he wanted to keep her pure until she was of age to be his queen, She was so young, and beautiful, and David was scorned for loving a mortal, but their love was pure..sweet as any flower, any summer night.
When their blood supply became close to dry, they moved to England, To join the other covens in the race, the race of survival, there they called it home...began their feast. Laura was the only mortal to be seen with the vamp. clan, the only woman to survive the great strife of their time. Soon enought she would learn.
The night Laura defyed him, they were attending Drakens 583rd birthday and longest year at rein. She was wearing a long velvet, mesh black and white corsage dress, it came just above her toes, drooping low and falling out in the back. It was an immaculate sight, evey undead eye on her, licking there lips in approval. One of those undead Mataias, went in for more than he asked for. Laura was at their table, alone and in the dark, watching as David swept beautiful women across the dance floor, she was never one to dance, but loved to watch their dresses as they puddled the dance floor. Mataias stared deeply at Laura, enchanted by her beauty, knowing who she belonged to, but spoiled in his own flight of lust. Soon enough they were talking, laughing, Staring deep into each others eyes, What laura didnt know, Vampires have the ability to woo any one they please, and that was just his intents, Before long they were running down the hallways, hand in hand, Laughing like children.
The next thing she knew, David was on top of Mataias , ripping the flesh from his neck, the blood splashed everwhere, staining her skin, dripping from the pearl white walls. Her screams filled the room, covering her eyes, hiding from the awful sight. That was the last she would ever have to remember about that night, the last they would ever recall, the worst pain of her life.
(sorry guys if this is lame, i'm having troubles writing lately..I'll try to make it better, bear with me as i get over this slump of mine below is my actual journal.)
Hmm, yea so chyanne said james would ask me out, on day this week, it will happen..hmm..well bye bye