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Post by christine on Jul 1, 2011 18:22:34 GMT
Christine was sooner or later going to have to learn that sleeping wasn't an option anymore, but she was still getting used to the idea of being up all the dang time. She tried sleeping, not only was she tired but she was also bored. She rolled in the bed, not getting much sleep since her body didn't seem to like it. She got up, it was 6:00PM. She was scared that the sun would burn her, so she hid under the sheet, forcing herself back to sleep another two hours. Once it was 8:15PM she pushed the covers up and got out of bed. She wasn't tired anymore. This was going to be one of the last few times that she was going to be sleeping, but she didn't realize it yet. She made her way over to the bathroom, washing her face with water.
She grabbed a towel and whipped her face dry. She yawned, feeling the pain in her stomach. She wanted blood, the thought still made her sick, but her stomach hurt so bad that she felt she had no choice. She stayed in her room, to scared to go out. She wasn't sure who she was going to kill this time. Whether it be a nice person, or some bastard in the hotel at the time. She stood in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror. Boy was she looking pale. Not even the makeup could cover how she looked right now. She didn't see the point in trying to hide what couldn't be hidden, so instead she grabbed her brush, and stroked her hair fifty times. She took in a deep, holding herself up against the counter in front of the sink. I feel so sick, stupid blood thirst. |
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Post by LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON on Jul 5, 2011 2:05:51 GMT
The fact that Luke was now walking to the hotel Christine was in annoyed him a lot. He wanted nothing to do with her. But Maggie had insisted that he had to be nice to her creation and that he would get no obedience from her until he apologised. So that is what Luke was doing right now. He was going to visit Christine so that he could apologise and get all this over with. He hated being bossed around by his creation but for the sake of keeping her happy, he was going to do this and he was going to get her on his side again so they could cause trouble.
His leather jacket flapped in the breeze as he approached the hotel and kicked open the door. A man stood up from behind a desk and walked towards him, "you can't come in here, sir. It's after closing." Luke glanced at him, "I can do what I like." His fangs extended and he pulled the man closer before draining him of his blood and throwing him to the floor. No one was getting in his way. Not tonight. Luke was fed up of people ruining his plans.
It took him seconds to follow Christine's scent and get to her room and once he did he kicked open her door and smirked, "honey, i'm home!" |
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Post by christine on Jul 7, 2011 5:51:38 GMT
Christine was still in the bathroom feeling sick to her stomach, when she heard her door hit the wall from being kicked open. She looked in the mirror in the bathroom. I hate being pale. The strong scent came into her nose and at the same time a comment proving who had just entered her room. "You have to be invited first." She slowly walked out of the bathroom. She didn't know that since she wasn't human anymore that he could walk in as much as he wanted now. "Its rude to just walk right in." She folded her arms, just looking right at him. She looked away, not making a comment to him. She was tired of her stomach hurting, so she was going hunting even though she hates the idea of it. "What do you want anyway?" She asked staring at him, full of surprise.
She still didn't know what she had done to piss him off. "What ever I had done to piss you off, I'm sorry." She replied, meaning it. The proof was in her voice, and that fact that she never lied. She went toward her closet to grab a black dress, and nice black top. She went into the bathroom, changed and came back out to grab her shoes. She was getting better at the whole blood sucking thing. The black top was only going to make her outfit look nicer. She sat on the bed, to put her shoes on. "I really am sorry for pissing you off." She looked away, missing her human years. |
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Post by LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON on Jul 11, 2011 20:16:57 GMT
"You have to be invited first." Luke glanced around the room as Christine walked out of the bathroom. "Its rude to just walk right in." Now that was funny and he couldn't help but laugh as he walked towards her as she folded her arms. He could tell this would get interesting, sooner or later. "What do you want anyway?" Her eyes stared at him and he stared back, his face showing no emotion other than hatred and anger. If it wasn't for Maggie, he wouldn't be here right now. "What ever I had done to piss you off, I'm sorry." He growled and stepped closer to her. Then she walked off and grabbed some clothes before walking into the bathroom. Not once did Luke take his eyes of her. Not for one second. By the time she was finished changing and came back out of the bathroom Luke had a smirk on his face, his eyes still fixed on her, wanting her once again. "I really am sorry for pissing you off."
His head tilted to one side and he growled again, losing all the feelings he just had. Luke was angry again and right now all he wanted to do was slam her pretty face into a wall. Suddenly his hand was around her throat, his eyes staring into hers, "you know what I do to people I don't like? I tear their heads off." His eyes wandered over her body, remembering what she had looked like when she had been changing, "but you have potential to make me happy. I won't deny that you have a decent body, not the best i've seen but i'd still do you." Luke stared back into her eyes, "give me what I want and I may just spare your life." |
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Post by christine on Jul 11, 2011 20:28:45 GMT
It didn't matter what she had said, she always managed to get him angry. She sat on the bed, with his hand around her throat. "You didn't used to hate me." She trailed off, trying to understand. She seen his eyes wandering down her body. His next words finally made her understand why he had been angry with her. "You saved me, just to get in my pants." Now it was her turn to be mad. She sat there, being calm, just like she had been when she was around her parents. "I will not be forced into anything." She growled back at him. She dared to grab his wrist, trying to grip onto it. "I accept being a damn vampire, but I'm not going to be your slut." Christine stared at him, nothing was going to change his mind, she was sure of it.
She was slightly scared of death, since she had been changed. "Why are you doing this to me Luke? What did I ever do to you?" She was scared of him alright, she didn't wish for death, but she also didn't want to listen to him. She hoped there would be another option. "Isn't there anything else that would make you happy besides that?" She questioned, staring at him. Her hand was still wrapped around his wrist, trying to put some type of pressure on it. Her stomach was starting to hurt, it was time to feed and she was stuck here with Luke, trying to keep him out of her pants. She wasn't going to let him win, that easily. |
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