You Really Aren't Just Last Nights Dream, Are You?

A little later, I was still hanging out with the guys at their house, I looked over at Patrick and he looked at me encouragingly. I leaned over to Brendon, who was sitting beside me, "Show me around your house..." I suggested quietly, he looked at me, "Please?"
He stared at me blankly, "Sure.." He whispered, "Guys, Im gonna go show Kat around.." He stood up, and I did too, the boys nodded at us and we walked out. We started walking up the creaky stairs.
"Brendon," I started and he looked at me, "Pete and Patrick told me about the girl.."
"Its you." He whispered, I winced at him, "I know you were going to ask, so theres your answer." We climbed a few more steps in silence.
"You want to be alive.." I said quietly, more like a statement then a question.
He nodded, "I know I cant ever be alive though..." He choked, "Your the closest thing I have to it..." His words made my heart jump, "The closer I am to you, the closer I am to living..." I was never good with serious talk, so I ended it.
"... You have to catch me first!" I yelped when we got to the top of the stairs and started running away from him, a few moments later, I felt hands lace with mine, palm-to-palm, and they pinned me against the wall.
"I win." He whispered, then smiled at me as I stared at him blankly and minutes went by in silence, but, the weird thing is, it wasnt awkward, "You make me feel alive." He
whispered to me, then leaned in until his face was almost touching mine. His eyes closed and I felt his lips kiss mine softly, my eyes remained open, I felt hypnotized. His lips broke away from mine and he froze for a second before opening his eyes and staring at me. I felt like my body was pulsating, this moment was surreal. It was too perfect, I
had to end it before something else would ruin it.
"Where's your room?" I asked as if nothing happened, he pulled away from me.
"The attic." He stared off to the side, not making eye contact with me, embarassed at his actions, I'd killed that moment and it made him feel neglected. This made me hurt, I quickly linked my hand with his and pulled him up the last set of stairs, straight to the attic. I pushed through the only door that was at the top of the staircase, pulling him
with me, he automatically shut the door behind us. The room was big, with a huge window, almost like a hole, it almost took up half of the wall. The orange light from the sunset shined in through it, the view was amazing. I laced our hands together and held them up, he stared down at me innocently, going along with it without question.
"What do you want to do?" I whispered, he winced at me curiously.
"... Im up for anything..." He whispered back, "Anything you want to do... To make you happy.." I smiled at him softly, is it possible that this is a dream?... If it is, dont wake meup. I started walking backwards, towards the big matress that layed on the floor near the window. He followed along, with our hands still laced together tightly. We took a few more steps, and his eyes didnt leave me, then he lowered himself down and his hands broke from mine and slid onto the back of my thighs, lifting me up, my legs wrapped around his hips. He seemed so concentrated on my movements, and his, making sure he touched me right, almost like I was so fragile that I could just break. His eyes wandered across me, up and down, taking it in. He slowly lowered down onto the bed, kneeling on it, then layed me down infront of him on my back, I straddled him. He crawled over, hovering over me, holding himself up by his arms, and immediately went in to taste my neck. I felt the tip of his tongue touch my neck, tasting me, then he
started kissing at it. He kissed my neck repeatedly, then started sucking on it. It started to get a little rougher, and he started getting really into it. He bit at my neck, my eyes immediately opened wide and I pushed him off of me and sat upwards, crawling back away from him a little. He looked at me, wide eyed, surprised and disappointed in himself, "Im sorry.." He whispered, scared at his own actions, "I didnt mean to.. I.. I wasnt going to.. I dont want to hurt you..." I stared at him, frightened that if I hadnt pushed him away he'd of bit me. "... Im sorry." He let out under his breath, he was still surprised with himself, "I've never... You.. Your.." He couldnt make out the words to fit, he shifted onto his knees and kneeled in front of me on the bed. His hand reached out for mine, and I pulled it back slightly, he looked up at me, "You think.. I was actually going to.. bite.." He whispered, staring at me with glassy eyes, "You know I wouldnt let that happen... Not unless you begged me for ever.." He choked out, a sense was telling me to
go for him and comfort him, "I dont know what came over me... Im so sorry..." He said softly, "Kat, I dont want to take you away from your life, you have to trust me on this.
Your the closest thing I have to being alive... I wouldnt take that away from you.. Please..." He stayed at the edge of the bed, scared of me rejecting his touch again. I know I couldnt blame him, this is probably way harder for him then it is for me.
"... Im sorry." I squeaked, he looked at me weirdly.
"Why are you sorry?" He whispered back, I didnt say anything, my heart pounded in my chest.
"Brendon..." I hesitated, "You can bite me if you want.... I want you to be happy." I whispered, he stared at me, wide eyed, trying to process if I really just said that.
"... Why would that make me happy?" He whispered, "I mean, I know I want to bite you... Taste you.." He bit his lip for a moment, imagining how I would taste, "But, I want you to be alive.. Your all I have.." We stared at eachother for what seemed forever, "I love you... I've never loved anyone before.." He said, surprised at his discovery, "Iknow I love you... This is what it feels like.." He was just talking to himself now, he subconciously started crawling towards me, and I let him. I could trust him, I know that for sure now. He crawled up my legs until he was face to face with me, and then he stared at me, his eyes not leaving mine. His eyes did a strange thing at that moment, the part of his eyes that was usually a dark brown was now flooding with a silvery white, it was pretty. "This is what it feels like..." He repeated himself under his breath, I wasnt sure of what was going to happen next, I was almost scared that he was going to put his teeth on me, but I didnt flinch this time. He smiled at me, "This is it..." I giggled as he stared and smiled at me, pleasure was almost radiating off of him, and all he was doing was staring at me. He was taking in the site of me, studying my eyes, trying toconvince himself that it was real, "Your real... This is all real... This is all really happening.. isnt it?" His eyes glowed and wind blew onto us from outside, "I didnt ever think this was going to happen.." He was surprised, it wouldnt sink in, he almost wouldnt let himself believe how happy he was, "Can I... kiss you.." He stared, pleading approval with his silver eyes.
I giggled and smiled, then leaned into him, "You dont have to ask, you know." I whispered quickly before pressing my lips to his. When our lips met, it felt like a spark of electricity. It made me feel unfamiliar, but, not in a bad way. His tongue slid into my mouth, sliding across mine as we kissed. A few minutes later, his lips parted from mine and I could feel his teeth on my neck, I couldnt move, I was emotionally and physically paralyzed. The worst part was, I knew what he was doing, and I didnt care if he bit me. I wasnt scared, this must have been that affectionate bite that Patrick and Pete were telling me about.
"Pete! What are you doing!?" I heard someone yell from outside the door, and then the door swung open and a set of hands pulled Brendon off of me. I let out a deep
breath, then looked up and saw Pete holding Brendon to the ground. Brendon wasnt fighting him off, he layed there, staring at me happily, like it was all okay. I winced at
him, he was awestruck. Patrick stood there, eyes wide, staring at all of us.
"Brendon! Man!" Pete hissed loudly, "Get a hold of yourself!" Patrick scrambled at me, and inspected me.
"Are you okay?" He asked, I nodded blankly, "He didnt hurt you?" He asked, surprise apparent in his voice.
"No.." I said quietly, staring at him blankly, "Patrick?" He looked at me attentively, "What happens when vampires eyes go silver?" He looked at me weirdly, I grabbed his
wrist and crawled off of the bed and kneeled beside Brendon, Pete looked at me like I was stupid.
"What the hell are you doing?! Stay away!" He yelped, I glanced up at him then down at Brendon. Brendon stared back up at me, smiling with pearly, silver eyes.
"He's not going to hurt us.." I whispered, then looked up at Pete, he looked back at me blankly.
"I think they've both gone crazy." Pete winced, Patrick sighed, then stared, curiously, at Brendon's eyes, "He's, like, dumbfounded." Pete winced at Brendon, his expression
was between creeped out and surprised.
"Brendon?" Patrick asked him, "Are you okay, man? Can you talk?"
Brendon's eyes flicked and looked at Patrick like he was crazy, "Of course I can talk!... Pete, can you get the hell off of me!" He yelled, frustration rising in his voice, "How
come I cant be alone with the person I love!" He hissed, Pete and Patrick both stared at him, "What are you two looking at? I've not gone crazy or something!"
"Brendon, are you feeling alright?" Patrick asked blankly, Brendon rolled his eyes.
"I feel great, I'd feel even better if Pete would get off of me so I can get back to what I was doing before!" He said loudly, angrily.
"What? You mean biting her?" Pete asked, Brendon looked at him wide eyed.
"Are you thick!?" He yelped, "I wasn't going to bite her! I just wanted to-" He paused, "... Nevermind." He muttered.
"You werent going to bite her?" Patrick winced.
"No! I have a little more self control then to attack my own girlfriend when Im trying to show her that I love her!" He yelled, he said it differently, not wanting to scream out
dirty things, Patrick and Pete looked away, blushing awkwardly, "Can you get off of me now?" He hissed and Pete took his hands away. Brendon let out a deep sigh of free
dom, like he could finally breathe, and stared at the ceiling, just breathing for a moment. After he took a moment, his eyes flicked to me and he smiled, "Hi." He said childishly.
"Hi." I chuckled quietly, Pete and Patrick stared at us weirdly.
"This is getting creepy now," Pete whispered.
"I think we should take Brendon to the doctor." Patrick said, then stood up.
"The doctor?" I winced up at him, he nodded.
"He's not a normal doctor though, he treats vampires... He lives in the woods." Patrick said, I looked at Pete.
"He's kind of loopy." Pete whispered, I chuckled then looked down at Brendon who was staring at me in fascination.
"You smell wonderful." He whispered to me.
"... Yeah, okay, lets take him to the doctor." I concluded, starting to get kind of uncomfortable with Brendon.