First of all, DO NOT READ THIS IF আপনি HAVEN'T READ THE KAYLA SERIES FIRST!
Second, this is sequel to Kayla which is entitled Kayla's Secret.
The sequel is set nearly a বছর ahead, not far from graduation. As আপনি should all know, Kayla is a বছর younger than the rest of her বছর so do not tell me that she should be eighteen because she shouldn't be. If আপনি do not live in England আপনি will have to trust me on this one.
I will not be posting the stories on as fast as the first series because the sequel is harder to write. There will be a lot আরো detail involved plus a lot আরো thinking. I will try to put a chapter on each দিন but if I can't আপনি know I am sorry that I made আপনি wait.
If আপনি don't understand anything that happens in the sequel leave a মতামত and I will explain. I will try to be thorough in the chapters so আপনি don't get confused.
So...
Chapter One. I have named this the Guilty Dream.
I was running. Running through a dark forest, the canopy of leaves above blocking out any moonlight from reaching me. The darkness did not scare me but it scared my prey. He was wandering through the sinister trees. He was lost, the poor human. Didn’t he know better than to walk through the forest at night? Bad things lived in the shadows of the trees.
I stop running and hide behind a tree, not ten feet from my victim. I could see him clearly even though there was no light. He was standing and looking around. He even turned in a বৃত্ত on the spot. It was evident he was lost. I stepped out from behind the tree, standing directly behind him. I watched him carefully, willing him to continue walking. But he didn’t. He turned around and saw me. His eyes, a চকোলেট brown colour, lit up when he recognised me.
“I’m so glad you’re here. I’m totally lost, can আপনি believe that? I don’t know where I am. Do আপনি remember how আপনি got in here? We can go back the way আপনি came. I’m so silly, me.”
I tilted my head to the side, scrutinising him. What would be the best way to kill him without him making a noise? I didn’t want to have to eat and run.
His eyes showed his fear first. He didn’t understand. Why wasn’t I answering him? Going over to him and telling him how stupid he was for getting lost? Leading him back out of the forest to the safety of home?
But when I didn’t সরানো and continued to stare at him, he got frightened. He realised the change in me too late. He tried to run but I was too fast for him. My teeth sunk into his neck and warm blood flowed into my waiting mouth. He collapsed to the ground, crying out, as his blood poured profusely from his neck and soothed my burning thirst. His blood was too fast for me. Most of it I could drink but some of it overflowed and spilled down my chin. He was silent now. Not a sound escaped from him. That was good; I preferred to eat in silence.
My eyes flew open and I almost screamed. It was dark in my room, like the forest in my dream. I didn’t like it. I sat up and turned on the small lamp on my bedside table. Light flooded into my room and it relieved some of the fear in me but not all of it.
Edward was standing in the corner of my room. It was somewhere the small lamp could not reached so he was enclosed in the shadows. He didn’t usually stand in the corner. He would lie beside me and watch me sleep but I couldn’t think about that now. The dream was what occupied most of my thoughts.
The dream replayed in my head. It scared me, watching it again. I hated that it was me I had been dreaming about. That the malevolent creature that had pounced on the victim drank his blood and গাউন his life was me.
I could feel his blood dripping down from my mouth and, scared that it hadn’t been a dream, I put a hand to my chin. When I felt nothing but my own skin, I dropped my hand and sighed in relief.
“That was frightening.”
Edward’s voice was barely audible but I heard him as loud as if he had shouted it. He thought my dream was frightening. Edward hardly found anything frightening. He had mountain lions for breakfast, literally.
“That was an alarming dream আপনি had.” Edward continued to speak low. “It is not normal for someone to dream to be a killer.”
“It wasn’t a dream, it was a nightmare,” I muttered. I hugged my knees to my chest.
Edward was right. It was a frightening dream. It wasn’t only because I was a killer; it was because the victim, the man with the চকোলেট coloured eyes, was Charlie. It horrified me to think that I was capable to kill Charlie and the only thing I worried about was him screaming and ruining my chance of having a nice ডিনার that didn’t end with me running.
Edward realised that it wasn’t a nice dream that left me feeling all fluffy and fuzzy but a horrible nightmare that left me feeling terrified and near tears. He was পরবর্তি to me in less than a সেকেন্ড and lifted me onto his lap, hugging me to his chest.
“I’m sorry,” he said, স্নেহ চুম্বন my hair. “I didn’t know that it had scared you.”
“Why weren’t আপনি পরবর্তি to me,” I asked. “You were when I fell asleep.”
“It was your nightmare. It scared me just as much as it did you. I didn’t want to see it and I tried to get as far away as possible without actually leaving you. But it seemed I couldn’t escape it.”
“I killed Charlie.”
“Not really. It was a dream.”
“I still killed him. Did আপনি see me? I did it without hesitating, without even thinking. I jumped on him and bit his neck. I drank his blood, I didn’t stop. I was glad when he didn’t scream. It meant I could eat in peace.”
I was nearing hysterical and Edward was stroking my hair trying to soothe me.
“It was a bad dream. Nothing more. আপনি shouldn’t worry about it.”
“But I killed him,” I whispered. It was all I could think about. How I killed him so easily. He didn’t even know what I was. That I was a vampire in the dream. I wasn’t an actual vampire in reality but I was close enough. Ok, I didn’t crave blood but I was cold and pale. I had venom running through my bloodstream. Did that dream have anything to do with the fact that I hadn’t told Charlie that I was half vampire? Was my conscience trying to communicate with me through my dreams? In my dream Charlie didn’t know that I was a vampire and he had been killed. Did that mean in reality that if Charlie didn’t know that I was half vampire, something bad would happen to him? Was my sub conscious trying to guilt me into telling him?
“Don’t think about it now,” Edward murmured in my ear. “Try to go back to sleep.”
I relaxed in his arms and closed my eyes. I felt Edward cover me with my blankets. He started humming a tune which sounded something like a lullaby. Soon, I was drifting off to sleep. Hopefully a dreamless sleep.
Second, this is sequel to Kayla which is entitled Kayla's Secret.
The sequel is set nearly a বছর ahead, not far from graduation. As আপনি should all know, Kayla is a বছর younger than the rest of her বছর so do not tell me that she should be eighteen because she shouldn't be. If আপনি do not live in England আপনি will have to trust me on this one.
I will not be posting the stories on as fast as the first series because the sequel is harder to write. There will be a lot আরো detail involved plus a lot আরো thinking. I will try to put a chapter on each দিন but if I can't আপনি know I am sorry that I made আপনি wait.
If আপনি don't understand anything that happens in the sequel leave a মতামত and I will explain. I will try to be thorough in the chapters so আপনি don't get confused.
So...
Chapter One. I have named this the Guilty Dream.
I was running. Running through a dark forest, the canopy of leaves above blocking out any moonlight from reaching me. The darkness did not scare me but it scared my prey. He was wandering through the sinister trees. He was lost, the poor human. Didn’t he know better than to walk through the forest at night? Bad things lived in the shadows of the trees.
I stop running and hide behind a tree, not ten feet from my victim. I could see him clearly even though there was no light. He was standing and looking around. He even turned in a বৃত্ত on the spot. It was evident he was lost. I stepped out from behind the tree, standing directly behind him. I watched him carefully, willing him to continue walking. But he didn’t. He turned around and saw me. His eyes, a চকোলেট brown colour, lit up when he recognised me.
“I’m so glad you’re here. I’m totally lost, can আপনি believe that? I don’t know where I am. Do আপনি remember how আপনি got in here? We can go back the way আপনি came. I’m so silly, me.”
I tilted my head to the side, scrutinising him. What would be the best way to kill him without him making a noise? I didn’t want to have to eat and run.
His eyes showed his fear first. He didn’t understand. Why wasn’t I answering him? Going over to him and telling him how stupid he was for getting lost? Leading him back out of the forest to the safety of home?
But when I didn’t সরানো and continued to stare at him, he got frightened. He realised the change in me too late. He tried to run but I was too fast for him. My teeth sunk into his neck and warm blood flowed into my waiting mouth. He collapsed to the ground, crying out, as his blood poured profusely from his neck and soothed my burning thirst. His blood was too fast for me. Most of it I could drink but some of it overflowed and spilled down my chin. He was silent now. Not a sound escaped from him. That was good; I preferred to eat in silence.
My eyes flew open and I almost screamed. It was dark in my room, like the forest in my dream. I didn’t like it. I sat up and turned on the small lamp on my bedside table. Light flooded into my room and it relieved some of the fear in me but not all of it.
Edward was standing in the corner of my room. It was somewhere the small lamp could not reached so he was enclosed in the shadows. He didn’t usually stand in the corner. He would lie beside me and watch me sleep but I couldn’t think about that now. The dream was what occupied most of my thoughts.
The dream replayed in my head. It scared me, watching it again. I hated that it was me I had been dreaming about. That the malevolent creature that had pounced on the victim drank his blood and গাউন his life was me.
I could feel his blood dripping down from my mouth and, scared that it hadn’t been a dream, I put a hand to my chin. When I felt nothing but my own skin, I dropped my hand and sighed in relief.
“That was frightening.”
Edward’s voice was barely audible but I heard him as loud as if he had shouted it. He thought my dream was frightening. Edward hardly found anything frightening. He had mountain lions for breakfast, literally.
“That was an alarming dream আপনি had.” Edward continued to speak low. “It is not normal for someone to dream to be a killer.”
“It wasn’t a dream, it was a nightmare,” I muttered. I hugged my knees to my chest.
Edward was right. It was a frightening dream. It wasn’t only because I was a killer; it was because the victim, the man with the চকোলেট coloured eyes, was Charlie. It horrified me to think that I was capable to kill Charlie and the only thing I worried about was him screaming and ruining my chance of having a nice ডিনার that didn’t end with me running.
Edward realised that it wasn’t a nice dream that left me feeling all fluffy and fuzzy but a horrible nightmare that left me feeling terrified and near tears. He was পরবর্তি to me in less than a সেকেন্ড and lifted me onto his lap, hugging me to his chest.
“I’m sorry,” he said, স্নেহ চুম্বন my hair. “I didn’t know that it had scared you.”
“Why weren’t আপনি পরবর্তি to me,” I asked. “You were when I fell asleep.”
“It was your nightmare. It scared me just as much as it did you. I didn’t want to see it and I tried to get as far away as possible without actually leaving you. But it seemed I couldn’t escape it.”
“I killed Charlie.”
“Not really. It was a dream.”
“I still killed him. Did আপনি see me? I did it without hesitating, without even thinking. I jumped on him and bit his neck. I drank his blood, I didn’t stop. I was glad when he didn’t scream. It meant I could eat in peace.”
I was nearing hysterical and Edward was stroking my hair trying to soothe me.
“It was a bad dream. Nothing more. আপনি shouldn’t worry about it.”
“But I killed him,” I whispered. It was all I could think about. How I killed him so easily. He didn’t even know what I was. That I was a vampire in the dream. I wasn’t an actual vampire in reality but I was close enough. Ok, I didn’t crave blood but I was cold and pale. I had venom running through my bloodstream. Did that dream have anything to do with the fact that I hadn’t told Charlie that I was half vampire? Was my conscience trying to communicate with me through my dreams? In my dream Charlie didn’t know that I was a vampire and he had been killed. Did that mean in reality that if Charlie didn’t know that I was half vampire, something bad would happen to him? Was my sub conscious trying to guilt me into telling him?
“Don’t think about it now,” Edward murmured in my ear. “Try to go back to sleep.”
I relaxed in his arms and closed my eyes. I felt Edward cover me with my blankets. He started humming a tune which sounded something like a lullaby. Soon, I was drifting off to sleep. Hopefully a dreamless sleep.
