When next I woke were a few hours before sunset. I climbed out of the bed and saw a mirror. I went over and looked at my reflection. My hair was a mess and I needed a bath.
I looked around for a bathroom and I an open door leading to one. I went into it, it had everything I needed. I started the water and took my bath. After drying my hair and putting on the clean clothes I found on the top of the dresser I sat in front of the window to watch the sun set. It was going to be the last time I would see the sun.
I sat trying to convince myself not to be so woried. This man offered you your dreams. Why are you so afraid?
He is a strange to you. How can you know he speaks the truth? i thought to myself. As the sun sank i tried to wil myself into deciving my mind. Eventually I got my self to believe. Believe this man would present me with all i had wanted. i was deciving myself, but i ignored the prickle of fear creeping up on me.
The sun slid down under the horizon and a few moments after it was completely gone Jean was standing behind me, lifting me up, and carrying me out of the room, down a stairway, and into a beautiful garden outside. He kissed my neck tenderly and I kissed back absentmindedly. I wound my arms around him and knotted my fingers in his hair.
Still deciving myself, I knew that I may die. that something worse could happen and probably would, but i ignored those creeping fears and lay sitll.
"It's time." he said. He laid me on the grass and tilted my head back, forcing my fingers from his hair and my arms from his chest.
He slowly lowered his lips to my neck and sank his fangs, breaking the skin slowly, deep into my neck. I yelped at the pain but went quite and nearly passed out as he drained me of all my blood. I was very near death when he removed himself from me and sat back.
He sat for a moment feeling my blood running through his veins and the ecstacy of it being made into his own vampiric blood. He slahed his wrist and held it to my lips. The second the blood hit my tounge I seemed to awaken from a deep sleep.
I locked onto his wrist and started to drain him, I nearly did and he had to stop me and take back some of the blood.
We did this for an hour. I sank my new fangs into him and sucked as he sent his fangs through my skin and sucked, we joined together and drank each others blood.
When we were finished I was close to being as strong as him. He a 1000 year old vampire and had been made by one vey strong so I was strong too and had many powers young ones didn't have.
I learned through drinking his blood and he through mine. we knew each others in ways we would never be able to reciprocate with words.
I looked around at all the new depths colors and marveled at how everything changed and stayed the same. I smelled boudin cooking a mile away and licked my lips. Then I heard the noise of the city and doubled over in pain, it was to much at one time for my ears. All the outcrys and noise of the city pounding on my eardrums. Jean soothed me and helped me to block it out.
I sat back up and looked at him. He was even more radient then before I fell onto him and just lay there feeling his clothes and skin beneath me and loving it. The texture and everything had a zing to it. like everything coursed with electricity and i could feel it as i touched.
I wasn't the least bit thirsty but wanted the blood anyway so he took me out and found a randonm criminal for me to feast upon.
We spent the night playfighting while Jean taught me what I needed to know about my nature. When dawn approached we went back to the house and down into the crypt Jean had constructed and got into the only coffin together and went to sleep in each other's arms.
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