I had this in my notebook, so I figured I might as well copy it down on here. Enjoy!
Checking my phone again in frustration, I glared at the screen. Alexander said he was going to be here ten minutes ago. Where was he?
An eerie silence hung over the graveyard. I call it eerie because I couldn't even hear a bat in the night. All was silent.
A snap of a twig echoed through the tombstones. My lips pulled up into a grin as I turned around.
"Alexander, where have you..." I started, then my eyes widened in shock, "been?"
"I'm pretty sure I'm not Alexander." Jagger said, a deep chuckle rumbling through his chest.
"Jagger? What are you doing here?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow. I had imagined that he went back to Romania after our last encounter at the Graveyard Bash. What else could he want?
Then it hit me. I swear I'm a blonde hidden in black.
"Waiting for Sterling?" he asked, perching on a tombstone. In his hand was a twig, which he was carefully waving around. In a second, he snapped it in two, letting it fall to the ground.
"Yes, why?" I asked, suspicion coloring my tone.
"Just curious." he replied. "You're probably wondering what I want."
"Yes. I am wondering. Why haven't you returned to Romania?" I asked him, hands on my hips.
"Why are you asking that? I do own a club, you know. By the way, why so dressed up? Is this some special date?" he asked, a smirk reaching his lips.
I looked down at my dress. A purple and black laced corset with a skirt that went just above my knees and swayed elegantly. It was my fanciest dress that I had, paired with fish net stockings, Alexander's vampire kiss necklace, and bat earrings.
"Yes it is. He told me to dress up. What are you still doing in Dullsville if you have a club elsewhere?" I asked.
"There was something I forgot here. Something rather important." he replied.
Now I was really starting to get nervous. I chose a wrong day to wear heels.
"Are you honestly expecting Alexander to show up still?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"What?" I asked.
"It isn't that hard to steal a phone, Raven." he said, hopping off of his tombstone. I started to back away from him slowly as he started to stroll towards me.
The wind couldn't have carried me faster as I turned towards the gates and sprinted as fast as I possibly could.
No matter what, my running could never beat the speed of vampire legs.
Jagger's arms snaked around my waist, keeping me just feet from freedom.
"I didn't say you could leave, my little song-bird." Jagger whispered seductively in my ear, before releasing my waist. Only to grab my wrist. He started to drag me back into the shadows.
Barely a moment of a blood-curdling shriek escaped my lips before his other hand clamped over my mouth.
"Sh... now we wouldn't want anyone to hear you, now would we?" Jagger cooed, dragging me deeper and deeper into the shadows.
This isn't supposed to happen, I thought. Not like this.
"Jagger, please." I begged once he removed his hand from my mouth.
"Please what? Specify, please." he snorted, before coming to a sudden stop.
"Please let me go!" I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks. My mascara must look like crap now.
"Aw, don't cry, song-bird." Jagger said, turning around to face me. "I don't like it when you cry."
"Then let me go!" I shouted, more tears streaming dampening my cheeks.
"Sorry, no can do." he said, tapping my nose. "This should be far enough."
We were at the center of the cemetery, because I spotted the Duchess's monument.
"Jagger, please don't do this!" I cried, again trying to get my wrist out of his grasp. It was starting to become painful.
"But why?" he asked, pulling on my wrist, causing me to fly into his chest.
"Alexander!" I cried out as his hand brushed my hair off of my shoulders and tilted my head to the side. My neck was now fully exposed.
This caused me to struggle even harder as I called for Alexander even more.
"Sorry, sweetheart, but your little vampire boyfriend isn't here to save you this time." Jagger declared, before sinking his fangs into my neck.
I cried out in agony. In truth it didn't feel like a pin prick, but rather like two knives stabbing into my neck.
After a moment, the stabbing pain went away, leaving behind a burning sensation.
I felt my eyes start to droop, but I resisted, intent on staying awake.
"You'll be unconscious no matter what, Raven. You don't have to fight it." Jagger purred, reaching out to stroke my cheek.
I shoved his hand away with my now-free wrist and glared at him.
"Don't... touch... me." I managed to get out, before my knees started to wobble.
They soon gave out, and I fell to the ground, almost tearing my dress in the process.
"Jagger!" I heard a male voice roar, and flickered my gaze upwards to see my knight of the night, Alexander Sterling. A black tee with bold white letters saying "Destruction" covered his chest, paired with baggy black jeans covered in chains. The moonlight shone off of his midnight hair and chocolate eyes.
"Alexander?" I managed to whisper, hope filling my soul.
"What did you do to her, Jagger?" Alexander hissed, rushing to my side, placing my head in his lap.
"I made our flesh one, Sterling. You're too late. She's mine."
That's all I heard of their argument. The venom and my blood waging war in my body became too much for me to handle.
As I slid into darkness, the last thing I heard was Jagger's laughter.
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