EIGHTEEN
Zee Dey
*her heart pound in her chest walking through the crowded halls of school, her eyes darting nervously from face to face.*
Zee Dey
*with each passing students, she feels a surge of dread wash over her as images of their dark, tragic futures flashing before her eyes.*
Zee Dey
*she tries to blend in keeping her head down and avoid eye contact, but the visions continues to haunt her.*
Zee Dey
*she bumps on a quiet loner, she sees him contemplating suicide.*
Zee Dey
*She quickly ducks into an empty classroom her breath coming in short, frantic gasps her hands trembling as she tries to make sense of unsettling visions that plague her.*
Salvatore Blackthorn
*get into the empty schoolroom, his presence commanding attention as he approaches Juni at the piano.*
Juni Dey
*his fingers dancing effortlessly across the keys, lost in the music until the sound is interrupted by Salvatore's voice.*
Salvatore Blackthorn
*with a smirk, his eyes gleaming with interest.* Impressive skills.
Salvatore Blackthorn
I think you should quit soccer and focus on music.*his voice smooth and alluring.*
Juni Dey
*tries to focus on his playing and ignore his presence.*
Salvatore Blackthorn
*wasn't easily deterred.* Can I join you? *suggests, moving closer to the piano bench.*
Juni Dey
*hesitates unsure of how to respond. He makes room on the bench for him.*
Salvatore Blackthorn
*Sits next to him, not taking his eyes of him.*
Salvatore Blackthorn
*his lips curves into a small grin.* Aren't you afraid of me?
Juni Dey
*seriously maintaining eye contact with him.* Why?
Salvatore Blackthorn
*remains quite momentarily with a smirk playing on his lips,he leans in closer his breath hot against his ear.*
Salvatore Blackthorn
Do you really want to know why? *whispers quickly and softly.*
Juni Dey
*Suddenly,he feels his lips trailing down his neck sending shivers down his spine *
Juni Dey
*his body react involuntarily, craving more of his touch but he suddenly feels the sharp pick of fangs against his neck.*
Juni Dey
*fear creeps in mingling with the pleasure that course through him.*
Juni Dey
*conflicted and confused he pushes him away panting and trembling uncertain of what just transpires between them.*
Juni Dey
Get away from. *he takes his belongings and storms out of the room.*
Salvatore Blackthorn
*leaving him behind,he chuckles softly. *
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