Rose Blossom - By Renee Travis Page 0,54

than when Athol had cut me. My stomach turned as I felt his cold fangs in my skin, but before I could throw up, ecstasy surged through me. It was a rush like every inch of me was filling with fire that felt better than a thousand kisses.

The lightness in my head got worse and travelled through my whole body as Julian drank my blood. I seemed to float out and away as I enjoyed the sensation of him sucking at my neck. I raised high above myself. I could look down at Julian holding me and what I saw wasn't pretty. I looked gray and lifeless. As I came to the conclusion I was dead I watched Julian jerk away. He bit his own wrist and forced it to my mouth.

BAM! I was forced violently back in my own body. I was aware of everything and now the fire in my veins began to hurt. I grabbed his wrist, pulling myself up, tongue lapping at the open wound; I craved the taste of the liquid gushing from him. I knew that if I was to survive that I had to drink, and drink enough to appease the awful sensations wracking my body. Agony began to wash over me; I dropped his wrist and fell back to the concrete, almost writhing in pain.

"Calm down baby, try to listen to my voice." I met his eyes and stared at Julian, everything becoming clearer and brighter. I breathed through my nose. I could smell Avalon's shampoo and the detergent Julian used. Every smell assaulted me, even the room had a faint odor I'd never smelled before, I also could smell.... death, Athol's and mine.

As I started to feel like I'd had the crap beaten out of me, Julian talked and I could only listen.

"Your body goes through a rapid change my Rose blossom, everything must adapt to your new life style and that's why it hurts. In a few minutes to finish the transformation your body will shut down into a sleep that completely mimics death. You have to be found by the police." Sirens were wailing close by and I knew that police and medics were about to stumble upon us. The pain was receding, leaving only lingering aches.

He leaned down and kissed me again, just feathering his lips across mine, "They will find you dead and cold and take you to the morgue."

The morgue! Nuh-uh, no way! I began to fight the sleepy sensations that my body was having, I tried to grab Julian and haul myself up but he scooted out of the way. I was having a hard time getting my mouth to move, but the panic must have been evident on my face.

"You won't wake up there my love, I promise. Don't worry I wouldn't let you wake up alone in a morgue." Julian reassured as he gathered me in his arms and began to rock me. "I love you, and you're going to make such a beautiful vampiress."

I relaxed in his arms and let the blackness overtake me, I was tired and sleep sounded better than anything else. My last memories before I became comatose were of Avalon telling Julian they'd better leave because they couldn't be caught with me and then the shout of police and the sound of a door being splintered open.

Chapter 15

I slowly regained consciousness, my eyes opened to a room that was not mine. I just laid there for a few minutes getting used to the soft light, I was staring at a gold colored wall but my head was turned facing a window with black curtains.

I frowned and stretched, I felt good, better than good! I gazed down at my chest and jumped as two golden eyes peered back at me. My kitten! I reached a hand out that looked shimmering white and healthy; I paused, blinked a couple of times and then reached for her soft orange fur. I could feel every hair on her body and she felt twice as soft as she had when I got her.

I sat up slowly and took in my surroundings. The ceiling was a deeper gold than the walls and I was in a queen sized bed with black bedding. There were bookshelves and among the knickknacks and books were some of my own things. The items I had marked to take to the Daramonth's.

Right across from me hanging on the wall was the collage Mel had made me. I felt tears