Love at First Fright

Blair’s POV:

I heard a voice calling my name.

“Blair, Blair, Sweetheart. Death is only the beginning my dear sweet child.”

“Go back to the one who desires you.”

“Call on to him. For you my dear are his deepest deadly desire!”

I awoke with one swift blow to my mind.

My mind was awake and fully thinking. But my body wasn’t. I could hear him thinking. His twisted thoughts that I help awaken made me wasn’t him more.

He wasn’t my type at first. But his sick and snap that killed me was a turn on.

The fact that he was spiraling out of control was completely making my head spin.

I was the living dead. No, I wasn’t a zombie. I could feel and want and think. I knew that much.

But there was something to be taken in account for. I need a plan.

I decided to leave my necklace at Zacky’s home.

Why, because he’s one access to Syn.

I knew he would show him my necklace which would tease the fuck out of him.

Make him even more fixated with me.

I made a plan. I knew he was coming for me. But I had to make sure. I was at the funeral home. My family had no idea I was alive. They were too busy with funeral arrangements. I wanted to touch them. They were my sickness too. But it had to wait.

I patiently awaited my family and friends to leave the funeral home. Once they were gone and so was the funeral director, I noticed someone walking. I knew it wasn’t Syn. It was Zacky. He was waiting for something or someone.

He came closer to the place. I sense that much.

I heard the twisting of locks. He was opening it for him.

I laid there waiting.

After a short while, I heard someone talking to themselves.

“You’re beautiful, even in death!” I heard him say.

I felt his kiss on my lips. But since my body wasn’t alive I couldn’t do anything.

I damned that crazy genius.

The next moment I felt him grab my body out of the casket.

I was amazed by his actions to get me near him.

The next moment was a bit of a blur. I was engulfed by his sense of style and smell.

He smelled nice.

I heard him talking to Zacky. Next moment we were at his house.

He carried me bride style toward his bedroom.

He laid my down gently and fixed himself to lay with me.

I could mentally feel his arms wrap around my waist.

He felt safe.

I felt want and I love it.

I could here him sleeping.

I too fell asleep.

But that’s when I heard talking.
“Gross dude, he fell asleep with this slut!” Someone said.

“Someone grab her.” Another voice said.

I could hear them argue about who was going to grab me.

I swear this guy was a sound sleeper. He couldn’t hear shit.

“Fuck it, I’ll grab her.” The first voice said.

I felt the slight physical yank of my body beginning pulled harshly.

It scared me.

They waited once they got to the living room for Syn to come down.

We all heard his frantic search for me.

It made my mad heart freeze.

When he finally made his way down stairs I could hear him walk toward me.

He made me smile my twisted smile inside.

He kissed my lips again. But I noticed he felt a slight difference.

I noticed the air change in the room.

They were fighting.

That’s when I felt hands grab me.

I shrieked bloody murder. But I though I did it inside.

They heard me.

“Oh My God, Put me down, Syn help!” I screamed.