The girl stopped just a few feet infront of Nathaniel. She slowly slid her hood back, revealing medium length, straight, jet-black hair. She looked up at him only with her eyes, flashing him a smile that seemed to shine right through the dark. Nathaniel blinked; the girl having disappeared by the time he had opened up his eyes. Before he could react, an arm came up around his left shoulder, and a hand grabbed onto his chin, prying his head back to the left. Another arm came up around his waist. He felt a cold breath seep down his neck, making his knees quiver slightly. Soft lips pressed against his neck, followed by the slight hiss of a name.1
" I'm Alessa, darling. " and lips were pressed against his neck again, followed by a short giggle. Nathaniel closed his eyes, praying that this strang Alessa girl would bite him.2
A short gust blew by him, and suddently Alessa was gone. Nathaniel blinked a few more times and looked around. He hadn't heard any footsteps, yet she was gone. He shivered and zipped his hoodie up a little more, jogging back over to his house.3
He climbed in, stripped his clothes off again. His undead muscles were starting to ache from the lack of sleep. As he was walking by the mirror, something caught his eye; a red lipstick imprint of lips on his neck. So, he wasn't completely crazy. This " Alessa " was real alright. Only question left was, what had happened to her?
