The Curse
The Curse
I stood, pinned by Atticus’s strong, slender hands. They easily wrapped around my thin wrists resisting their pressure. My eyes nervously darted between the fallen Troy and Atticus’s face. His eyes glowed like two golden topaz suns, his lips slowly curling into a sinister look I’d never seen him give before. Blood dripped from his snow-white hair unto the tiled floor and sent a shiver up my spine with each drop. He leaned his still beautiful face close to mine, his once innocent and angelic face now twisted into a menacing snarl. He lowered his head to my throat and paused. "Are you afraid, Amilia?" His voice was calm but edged with anticipation for my answer as I struggled against his strong grip. Without an answer, his warm tongue slid up my neck to my jaw line. My body trembled uncontrollably and I led out a small yelp. He slowly raised his face to mine and whispered something from his prefect lips. "You should be." Troy moaned from the background and I finally realized what he had tried to warn me about. Atticus was cursed, and this is what happened to him when it activated. This wasn’t Atticus anymore and now, he could kill me.
It was a scene I thought up that I thought would be cool to write down. It's short but I like it. Oh and no, Atticus is not a vampire ^.^
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thats greatly written you did a great job ^^
SWEETLY92
2008-04-26 06:11:28