Immortal Enemies

Chapter Three

(Bee’s PoV)

The hand gripped my shoulder tightly and spun me around and my blood ran cold. It refused to let go no matter how much I tried to get away.

“You think I forgot?” The creature spat, venom dripping from every word. It gave a light chuckle before it said “you stupid bitch.”

I could tell it was smiling, because there was the outline of a smile on its dark face. Its cold hand gripped my neck, and lifted me up like I weighed nothing. I tried clawing at the hand, but all I felt was a cold feeling. Nothing tangible. I looked down at it and it opened its eyes and I cried. I saw those familiar green eyes like I saw them in the lunchroom. Flashing dark green and red, as if the two were fighting for dominance. I broke down.Hot tears flew past my eyes and left continuous trails down my cheek. The sobs racked my body and I began to shake in the creature's grasp.

“Zacky?” I asked my soft voice cracking. He smiled, and I could now see the whole body fade into view. He smiled and nodded his head. My eyes widened as I witnessed him fading into view. His however just shone brightly and I began to see the dark green, and black,and red. His were still changing right before mine.

“Do you know who you have decided to mess with?”
I was petrified. I was crying and shaking uncontrollably. I wasn’t surprised I couldn’t speak. My voice was caught in my throat so I just nodded my head no.

“I figured.” He said cockily. I would have definitely flipped him off. I cursed myself mentally for not doing so. He let go of my neck and I seemed to have fallen far before I hit the floor with a hard thud. I sat up and I found he was towering over me.

“What are you?” I asked him when I found my voice.
He started to walk away when I asked him. I must have also found my courage too because I yelled,

“Where the fuck are you going! I asked you a question.”

Big Mistake. He stopped in his tracks and turned around. His eyes more visibly angry than ever. I gulped, and before i could blink he was in my face and I nearly jumped out of my skin, but I managed to look him in the face.I managed to show that i wasnt completely fearful even if the guesture was as small as eyecontact, i refused to let him think he had total control. He leaned down near my neck, just below my ear, and i froze. He whispered menacingly, as his breath tickled my neck.

“I could be your worst nightmare.”

And he vanished into smoke and it lingered on my skin for a while before it dissipated. I was hoping this was all a nightmare as his words resounded continuously in my ears. I took off down the street hoping to escape the noise, to return to my sanctuary, but it got louder and louder with each couple steps I took. Just as the noise became unbearable, I inhaled sharply and I my mind suddenly plunged into darkness as I collapsed on the pavement. The last thing I remember is the feeling of that smoke wrapped around me as I fell…

(Zacky’s Pov)

When I turned to leave her in the darkness, she shouted after me
“Where the fuck are you going, I asked you a question.”

As if I wasn’t pissed enough already. I’ll teach the bitch.
I appeared in front of her and leaned in under her ear, my nose almost touching her neck and I whispered,

“I could be your worst nightmare.”
I disappeared into smoke, and I lingered on her skin for some time I could see the blood running through her neck. I could even smell it, and it called to me, like forbidden fruit. I could even hear how my words repeated in her head. She was petrified. She ran and my voice got louder until she stopped, inhaled sharply and started to fall.

I knew what was happening before it started. I caught her waist before she impacted with the cement. I held her in my arms for a few moments not knowing what to do with her. I eventually decided to bring her to her house before she was bound to wake up. I reached her house in the matter of a few seconds and I brought her to her room. I placed her on her bed and I walked out. I turned around and before I exited the doorway. I stared for a few seconds then I shook my head and closed the door.

I exited her house quietly and decided to walk to Brian’s. I wasn’t in a rush to get there so I walked to clear my head. I found myself asking so many questions. Mostly to myself or to anyone else who could hear me. Anyone else who could help me. “What came over me? Why did I do that? How come I could smell her blood? Why can’t I smell anyone else’s? Why do I feel like I need hers?

What’s happening to me?”