When the Lights go out.

I had been at my computer, online, putting in my order for my fave movies when the lights, everything went out. I sat there in the pitch black and curse because I was so close. But that should have been the least of my worries. Even as I sit here writing by candlelight I can be too sure everything is kosher here. Sure, my dad was safe upstairs in bed. And my brother with his friend exploiting their ability to actually have power by playing a game online… but I digress.

So, there I was, in my room, in my bed, the cat at my feet probably frightened. Or not. Who knows with cats. But I sat there writing, reading, I’m not really sure now. I just knew I wasn’t ready for bed. I had my tea by my bed, my Walkman next to me. I jammed with my music. It was all cool. Until I noticed the shadows were dancing. I was mesmerized. I hadn’t noticed the cat was clawing to get out of my room. I put aside my headsets, I get up, open the door, and she makes a mad dash out. "How odd," I thought.

I turn to go back and then notice a tall, dark figure in the center of my room. With the size of my room, and his impressiveness, there was no way I could miss him. All I could do was stare. He stared back. I couldn’t figure out if I should be scared or not and I dared not utter a word. He beckoned me to him. As if under some sort of spell, I went. "You are quite beautiful," he said as he caressed my face with the back of his hand. "Who are you?" I asked, but he hushed me. He bent down and kissed me on the neck. I closed my eyes and felt something rush through me. When I open them, he is looking at me, strait into my soul.

Right then and there I knew I was in trouble. I knew I couldn’t deny him anything. He kissed me, deep, passionate. Something inside me cried for more. He scooped me into his arms and a fog surrounded us. We lifted high, higher, higher. The next I felt is being placed into a bed. Soft, white sating envelops me. I looked up and see a white canopy, then he entered my view. For the first time I can see him clearly. Pale skin, piercing eyes, a scar, and then he kissed me again. He kissed my neck and I felt a pinch. I though for sure that sucker was biting me! But the pain disappears as pleasure consumes me. He traced my throat with his tongue to my collarbone and lower as he unbuttoned my green nightshirt. He moved to my breast and took another bite. Oh the pain, the sweet pain! He moved down to my stomach. He moved down, spread my legs, and found my femoral artery. I winced and I moaned. Never had pain felt so good! I begged him to come back to me, but he drank more. I ran my fingers through his hair. Please, I begged, please! I want a taste! I cried out while thinking, "What the hell is going on??? What am I saying???" He looked up; an animalistic look was in his eyes, his teeth dripping my blood. He met my request and kissed me. I could taste my own blood and at the same time I thought how I had never done anything so gross nor tasted anything so good.

I clawed at his shirt, ripping it off. Then I went for his neck, kissing, sucking, and nibbling. I ran my fingers through his hair, down his back, down his pants and grabbed two handfuls. He almost seemed surprised at this. I started to tug at his pants, and then I pushed them down. Oh his long and hard… I guided him in. He filled me deep in more ways than one, fulfilling a primal need I never knew I possessed. He brought me places I never new I could reach. He brought me to the edge and back. And I collapsed under his weight and closed my eyes.

When next I opened them I am back in my bed, the candle flickering next to me. I can’t be sure of anything, but under the belief that is it all a dream, I blow out the candle, turn over to go back to sleep, curl up all comfortable, when my hands brushes over a bandage. My eyes now wide open; I felt bandages on my neck, breast, and thigh.

Which brings me to now. I re-lit the candle and wrote it all down. Afraid to go to sleep and afraid not to. Whatever happened could happen again… and I don’t know if that’s such a bad thing.