Twilight Dream

              She stood alone on a street corner. One solid light flooded the spot were she stood, motionless and cold. She moved her foot over slightly, the cobblestone clicking, and saw a blur of motion in front of her. She jumped as a soft voice spoke behind her.
             "Hello". The voice was smooth and beautiful, yet it sent a chill down her spine. She turned around, and her mouth dropped open. There, leaning on the wall of a small building, was the most beautiful person she had ever seen. He was tall, strong, yet not bulky. His face was so handsome, her heart stopped when he smiled. The gorgeous face was framed by dirty blonde hair pulled back into a sloppy ponytail. He wore a faded brown jacket, full of fishing trinkets and such. And his eyes. Horribly blood red.
              His hand reached out and his head tilted, exposing his neck. His arm made a motion, inviting her in. She took one step closer, and another voice was behind her, making her jump again.
              "Don't!" the voice warned. it was soft like velvet. Her head turned slighty and she saw a boy. Pale and beautiful. He had tousled bronze hair and bright, gold eyes. His expression was one of worry and stress.
              "Don't," he said again, his voice hard. But she was distracted by the soft, beautiful chickle behind her. she turned to see the stunning man step into the light and she let a soft gasp escape her lips. Millions of little diamonds danced across his pale skin. He smiled again, flashing his perfect, white teeth. They boy flashed her a warning glance, shaking his head.
              "Please," he begged."Don't." She ignored the boy, and walked slowly toward the man, who had his arms open wide. Now only feet away from him, the velvet voice cried out one last plea.
              "No!"
              Ignoring him once more, she stepped into the mans arms. His grasp was like iron, and his scent was unexplainable. Like every good scent ever discovered by human mixed together. His jacket was open, and she pressed her cheek to his chest. It was like ice and it sent an electric current through her body. But her head stayed there. The boy roared in anger. Then he was gone. The man began stroking her hair.
              "No one will hurt you," he cooed in her ear. Something hard pressed against the top of her head. His lips. A shiver ran down her spine.
              Then there was pain. Burning, aching pain. It shot, white hot, down her neck to her toes.
              "NO!" came the boys furious roar again. Then she let out a bloodcurdling scream.