A Vampire's Bet {{Part 1}} Two Vampires. One girl. Many Possibilities.

When a girl from the country reads something exciting and adventurous the realization that her life is a life of boredom comes to mind. Why? Because all the fun and excitement happens in the cities. Heck, all we get down here is bonfires and cow tipping. Which don't get me wrong, those are fun and all.
It's just, haven't you ever gotten excited after reading or watching something that you wish could happen to you? And then your mind goes off in the la-la land and you're lost until you realize, dang. My life is booooring.
Well, I feel like that often. And I've tried to stay away from stories that do that to me, but I've found that I can't. But I do warn you, if you are one of those people, don't read this story.
Well, I guess you could.
Heck, go for it.
Another Friday night, another night of doing absolutely nothing. None. Zip. Zero. Earlier, I had tried to advert my attention to something to rid my mind of, "I have nothing to do." It had worked, until I was done with the book. And once again, I've found myself in the predicament of day dreaming. Eh, technically night dreaming. But night dreaming is when you're asleep and you're really dreaming. So it's called day dreaming, though it's not in the day. It's at night actually. I love the night.
I opened the door to my house, quietly too, my parents and little sister were in the back watching some movie. Eh, they wouldn't notice. Quickly and quietly, I slipped through the door and closed it. I found myself walking down the wooden stairs of my porch, then slowly I paced the sidewalk, daydreaming.
We all daydream, and we all get so lost in it too. This daydream was especially easy for one to get lost in. So lost that whenever I finally snapped out of it I found myself in my woods. Now, I'm not one to get afraid of the woods at night, I'm used to it. Lived on Ebenezer all my life, but, you do get frightened when you get snapped into reality by leaves crunching underneath a footstep. You see, some would just say it was a deer or something, but if you've been around the woods long enough, you can easily tell the difference between a human stepping and an animal stepping on leaves. And this was definitely a person.

I bit my lip, and looked around I was on the trail, the trail that leads you to my Pop's house. It's a tiny trail, not a long one to get there though.
I heard movement behind me and before I could turn around to confront whoever it was a cold hand was clasped over my mouth, muffling any scream I attempted to make. "What are you doing out here so late?" The guy asked in a dark voice. Yep, it was a guy. I'm going to get raped in my own woods, heck, my backyard! I didn't answer the guy of course, couldn't if I wanted to. He had his cold hand over my mouth. Man, it was cold. And I thought I was cold! My feet are always cold, even if I have socks on. Seriously!
"What are you doing out here so late?" The guy repeated his question, just as darkly too. What am I doing out here? This is MY woods. MY territory. What are YOU doing out here? Trespasser. Trespassing on my property. Eh, my dad's property, or is it my pop's? Either way, it's on my family's property.
His free hand was wrapped around my waist roughly, eliminating any escape route. His other hand that had been over my mouth was now stroking my hair. Yep. He's going to rape me. Watch. Eh. No. Don't. Run, go get somebody. "I'm not going to hurt you." He whispered into my ear. Heh. That's what they all say.
"It'll be quick, and painless." Woah. Stop right there. He's not going to rape me; he's going to kill me! I have NO idea which one is worse though. I think I'll go with no answer and I'm not picking. Thank you very much.
I could feel his breath on my neck. Holy smokes. What was he going to do? Friggin' bite me?
Another crunching sound came from behind us, this momentarily paused my death as my killer looked behind him.
"Can't you tell I'm a little busy here?" My killer stated, his hand brushing through my long hair once more. I tell you. If he did that one more time, I was going to bite his hand. Like, sink my teeth into his finger, draw blood or something. Can you do that? Draw blood from biting somebody Because I've never actually tried it before.
Hey, first time for everything.
"You're a little late with that, aren't you?" This was a new voice. A different voice. Still dark, but different. And farther away as well.
I could hear a sigh come from my killer's lips, then an aggravated, "Can't you just go already?"
"As you wish."
Another frustrated sigh escaped his lips, "Now, where we were?" He asked me. Why was he asking me? I mean, not like I could answer him. He still had his friggin' cold hand over my mouth. I could probably try to muffle out the words, fat chance he'd be able to understand me. So I remained silent.
The realization seemed to sink through the big dummy when he finally drew his hand from over my mouth and placed it around my neck instead. Hey, at least I could talk now. "As I said before, where were we?"
"I think that you were just planning on letting me go back to my house." I replied, trying to get my voice to sounds as demanding as possible. I don't think it worked though, it came out shaky.
A dark chuckle entered my ears. What? He was laughing at me? No. He was laughing with me! Hah. No. Not really. Yeah, he was laughing at me. Of course he wasn't going to let me go. He was either A) going to rape me B) going to kill me C) All of the above.
Neither choice seemed very appealing.
"No, I don't think I was planning on doing that at all. I think I was planning on doing something very different."
"Heh. Like rape me." I muttered under my breath, barely audible for even me.

"Rape you, why would I do something like that?" He asked. Wait, how did he hear me? That was a tad bit creepy. Or weird. Or both. Yeah, both.
But, his statement had me baffled. So he didn't want to rape me? Or was he just saying that? I mean, what would be his other intentions? Guys just don't go onto other people's property just to say, "Hello." Nah, guys that do that have a darker thing in mind. Like raping. Or killing. Or both. Or maybe they were just crazy. Or a stalker
Either way, he had to have some intention that wasn't for my personal benefit.
Something bugged me though, I felt that I was missing something .Missing another intention that a guy would have if he was to trespass and grab a girl.
What was it though?


Dang.
Kidnapping.
He could kidnap me. That'd be bad. Like, he could rape me every day then. Ugh. Just kill me now please.
"Then what are your intentions?" I dared to ask, my voice once more shaky.
"Oh, you'll see." Came his reply. Oh, that sounded very promising.
And then there was black. I couldnt see anything. Couldn't feel anything. Just nothing

Oh... creepy
So, that's the beginning.
Don't worry loves, the parts will get larger. >.<
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