Snippet #989424

Iz keeps her eyes down, staring at the ground, trying her best to ignore the shouts and cheers of the vampires around them. This was wrong. This was so wrong. How could this happen to her? Her of all people? She didn't even live in England, she was just a tourist, and yet she was kidnapped and taken away from everything she thought she knew in one night. Vampires weren't even supposed to exist. They were just creatures of myth... At least that's what Iz thought.

She swallows hard, trying to keep her breathing even and the tears at bay. She glances at the girl next to her. Bad move. She's crying. Iz closes her eyes tightly and ducks her head more, trying her hardest to shut out the commotion around her.

"Head up," a smooth yet dark voice says, cupping his hand under Iz's chin. She shivers under the cold touch and complies, lifting her face towards the crowd, but leaves her eyes closed as tight as possible. "Open your eyes sweetheart," he says lowly. Iz shudders and slowly opens her eyes, staring into the many faces of eager vampires. "Good. Now don't close those pretty eyes again." The vampire pats her cheeks condescendingly before moving on. She can't help it then. Tears start streaming out of her forest green eyes and down her cheeks as she stares at the creatures of the night in front of her.