dreaming deep

510 7 0
                                    

she was stuck, trapped, they were surrounding her, closing in like a pack of hungry wolves, whispering in the dark like the shadows of beasts long since dead, they emerged from the forest shadows, silently, not a single miss-step as they glided effortlessly through the foliage, their fangs seeming to glow in the night, she knew that she would die, but she didn't want to make it easy for them, one of them lunged at her from behind, and she noticed just in time to duck, he landed 10 feet in front of her, in an attack stance, ready for the next move

"you don't need to make this hard on yourself Ronnie" the boy said

"nice try lame-o, but I won't give up that easily" she shouted

Lincoln ran at her, fangs bared, she wound up a punch and aimed directly for the mouth, and as they made contact, Lincoln felt the pain flood through his mouth, and Ronnie could feel he skin tearing from her hand, Lincoln stumbled and fell, but Ronnie stayed standing, she looked at her bloody hand

"fuck" she shouted, as the blood poured from her hand to the muddy earth below

the skin on her hand began peeling away, revealing pale skin underneath, it reached up her arm, and to her body, opening like a chrysalis revealing a butterfly, except... it wasn't a butterfly, she was turning into a vampire, she let loose screams of agony as her transformation completed itself, and when it was done, she collapsed, falling to the ground like a tonne of bricks, Rita walked up to her, and tilted her head up, Lori and Bobby followed shortly after, accompanied by Lucy and Lincoln, who now appeared fully healed

"karma's a bitch" they all said in unison, before Ronnie's vision faded into oblivion

"gaaahhh" Ronnie-Anne shouted through tears

bobby came rushing in, surprising Ronnie-Anne, his room was on the opposite end of the hall, and he always got there whenever Ronnie had a problem in under a second, it seemed impossible, he came over to her bed and sat on the edge, a nervous look on his face

"I had to tell mom" he said quietly

"you didn't have to tell her i punched him, you chose to" she said bitterly

"she needs to know what you are now, and why," Bobby said

"what a VaMpIrE" she said in a mocking tone

"are your canines loose yet," Bobby asked

"what" she asked

"are you're canines loose yet"  he repeated

she reached up to her mouth and prodded her teeth, and sure enough, her canines were loose, and they were her adult teeth "they are" she said n a bewildered tone 

"well, if you still don't believe  me in three days then check out those teeth, they'll be fangs by then and you'll officially be a vampire by tomorrow by the latest" he told her

"I still don't believe you" she said, crossing her arms

"then don't, but remember that whether you believe it or not its happening, your skin is already pale, and your fans will be in soon, on top of that, I can smell another vampire nearby, and I'll give you a hint, her name rhymes with Connie-Pan San-Diego he said, getting up and leaving the room "if you need me for anything vampire related, I'm in my room" he shouted from his doorway, before closing his own door and retiring for the night

________________________________________________________________________________

Lincoln sit on his bed alone, wincing in pain, he was told it would heal pretty fast, but no-one told him that it would hurt so much, he had a glass of milk and a little wooden box on his dresser, the little box was for his teeth, three in two days, at this rate he'd put the tooth fairy out of business, but unfortunately, unlike vampires, the tooth fairy wasn't real, he found out the hard way when he was around 4 or 5 years old, heh, would his mother add his vampire teeth to the jars she kept on the fridge, maybe, but she'd have a fun time explaining it to anyone who noticed it, probably say it was a dogs front teeth, and probably not work either

Lori entered the room with some gauze, he knew what was about to happen, she walked up and told him to open his mouth, there wasn't much choice, if he didn't reply she would open his mouth for him 'she's done it before' and if he opened his mouth to say 'no' she'd put it in mid-word, so he just complied and opened up, allowing the ball of horrid texture to sit in the gap where his fang was not so long ago

"you know it's not your fault, right"? Lori asked, a gentle tone to her voice that was usually absent as she sat down on his bed

"yeah, doesn't make me feel any better about it though" he said in a mournful voice

"well, at least you didn't bite her while delivering a hickey" Lori said, trying to lighten the mood

"one, we're not together, and two, I don't wanna hear about 'Lori-bobby bedroom time'

Lori sighed "one : it was the couch, two : most vampires will probably think that you two are dating" Lori told him

"Okay... my turn, one: I'll never see the couch the same way again, and two: why would they think that"?

lori looked at him "well, usually, if you turn anyone, the first one is your significant other, not a rule, but that just how most do it"

"so... what, are me and Ronnie... together now"? he asked

"not quite how it works there buddy" she said, ruffling his hair "although..." she said, putting a finger to her chin

"what"? he asked nervously

lori turned in her spot with blinding speed, and leaned in close, a smile plastered on her face "you know... and you didn't hear this from me, but Bobby told me that Ronnie talks about you, like, a LOT"

when it came to girls, he thought that if they talk about you it means that they either love you, or they hate you, no middle ground, which was true in some cases, but not all.

"and if you tell anyone I told you, I'll turn you into a human pretzel," she said menacingly

Lincoln swallowed a lump in his throat, and started coughing, violently, Lori looked at him in concern, as his face began to go red, which was normal for him coughing, then his face turned purple, okay that wasn't normal, was he...

"om my god"!! Lori shouted in a panic as she stood, and picked Lincoln up as fast as she could, she turned him away from her and quickly plowed her arms into his gut, sending the object flying out of his mouth and to land on the floor, it was white, with blood splotches... was that the- she was cut off when Lincoln spoke hoarsely

"no more gauze... EVER" 


something newWhere stories live. Discover now