Free Just The Thought Of You by Emily Brandon

Chapter 1: The NOVICE
    “Crappy book!”   As she tossed the twilight
book away, Deanna had a hard time understanding what the fad was between
pre-adolescent girls and vampires. She laid in bed the entire morning, going
down to get something to eat than back up to sleep some more. It was already
summer and the heat was unbearable. She had been ignoring her best friend’s
messages to go with him to the lake where all the cool kids hanged out. Deanna
was an old soul, she knew that. She hated hanging out with the kids at her
school that only knew pop songs and dub step beats. Her best friend, Maureece , on the other hand was a different case. He was
cool in an otherworldly way. Maureece came off as
mysterious as some would put it, a poet. He was loud but there was always
something he kept to himself and Deanna did not know what it was. “Maybe that’s
the reason I’m friends with him” she’d say when some kids asked her why she hung
out with Maureece .
    She woke upon just as the sun was about to set. Deanna laid
there for a few more minutes before getting up to go downstairs for dinner. She
lived in her grandmother’s house. He mother worked in another state and her
dad, well he was never around. She loved Deangelo her
dog. He was a gift from her grandfather before he passed away. She loved Deangelo because he would always make her feel like she
mattered. Her grandmother had a bakery and was never really at home. She
usually spent most of the day at the bakery since Deanna’s grandfather had
passed on.  Deangelo ran up to her as she
entered the kitchen. He was chewing on a toy bone. Deanna opened the fridge to
get a glass of water when the suddenly she fell to the ground. An excruciating
pain hit her back between the shoulder blades.  She writhed on the floor
as Deangelo simply sniffed her hair. She laid there
on the floor barely able to breathe. The pain was growing and growing and she
thought she would pass out from the intensity of it until as sudden as it came
it vanished. Deanna laid there on the kitchen floor, face down, trying to catch
her breath. She was covered in cold sweat. She did not know what had happened.
    “Amazing how your first time is the most painful, for
something so beautiful to happen”. Deanna whipped around on the floor crawling
away from the voice that spoke. She looked around the kitchen saw a man
standing in the door way. “It’s a man” she thought definitely a man. He stood
in the corner near the entrance to the kitchen. Deanna could not make out his
facial features. He was tall nonetheless, built yet slender in a way. He stood
there still as night. If he had not said a word Deanna would never have taken
notice. Deangelo seemed calm. He did not even look at
the stranger. “ quomodo es puer ” the stranger turned a
bit facing Deangelo . Deangelo stood up and happily trotted towards the stranger. Deanna was in awe. Deangelo never liked people except Deanna; he was a pure
bred Siberian husky. She did not understand what was happening. “Do not be
afraid my dear” the dark voice whispered to Deanna. She was terrified and
overcome with fear but she didn’t move. “Who are you? What do you want?” she
screamed. “There isn’t any money here unless you want pennies and dimes!”
Deanna was starting to get mad, she hated that her voice quivered while she
screamed. “I am a friend my dear, Deangelo seems to
think so too” the voice said. Deanna turned to find Deangelo , the dog was
sitting near the black figure. It happened so fast that Deanna did not notice
the figure standing near her. She closed her eyes and hoped it was just her
imagination and then…she blacked out.

Chapter 2: Secrets and Lies
    Deanna woke up with a start. Her back still ached. He could feel
the cold cement on her face. She was lying face down with her cheek on the
floor. “Must’ve passed out on the kitchen floor” she thought. She turned slowly
feeling each body part aching. The lights in the room were