1 In the begining

Lisa's POV:

"You can run but you can't hide" I ran through the forest panting and crying because I was being chased by a vampire like creature who seemed might I add very adamant to kill me.

He kept on chasing me repeating the same but now familiar words to me

" You can run but you can't hide" as he repeatedly said it. I became more and more scared as the minutes passed by. I was becoming more weak as time passed, so I wasn't really athletic sue me, I tripped on a branch causing me to fall Down to the ground,Which was supposedly my death. Which was very much cliché might I add.

As I fell down the last thing I remember were fangs, red eyes, my neck turned to be bitten. And then I woke up.

"Christ! " I exclaimed jolting up from my bed, tears rushing down my cheeks, I was shaking like a leaf.

That was the fourth time this week I was having that same dream. I was getting really annoyed and stressed out, living me with dark circles.

" Lisaaaa! wake your lazy ass up or you'll be late for school 'again' !!" my aunt screamed from downstairs.

Rushing to the bathroom I quickly brushed my teeth and took a short bath to keep to time.

"Morning aunt Veridice" I greeted as I came jogging down the stairs.

"Morning Lisa, how was your night?" she said kissing my cheeks.

"Great!" I said too enthusiastic. If only she knew.

She gave me a knowing look, like she knew something I didn't know. Weird.

"So what's for breakfast? " I asked yawning and cleaning my eyes. I really felt like crap, that's what happens when you don't sleep well for four days straight.

I sat Down on the kitchens aisle still yawning and cleaning my eyes.

"You sure you slept well honey?" She asked with a frown on her face. She always was protective of me, especially when my mother died. I didn't really have a father figure in my life, my mom said he left before I was even born.

"Of course I did, don't look so worried" I hated lying to my aunt but I just couldn't tell her about the dreams I was having. She'll probably take me to a Therapist. God knows I wouldn't like to go back to another one after so many years.

"Uh-huh" she didn't look too convinced still but allowed it to slid.

"Okay, I made scrambled eggs and bacon" she exclaimed cheerfully, she really loved cooking.

"Yum my favorite" I responded with an equally large smile.

As I was in the process of scarfed down my food my phone beeped reminding me about school. Shit.

"Hey aren't you going to finish that" aunt Veridice yelled as I all but ran to the door.

"No sorry, I'm going to be late" I waved.

"Kids of this days, in my time you will sit your ass on the chair until you finished every single piece of your food" she muttered with a distant smile on her face.

"Uhm bye aunt Veridice see you later, love you" carrying my bag and running out of the door.

"Love you to honey, have a great time at school, okay!" She yelled from the house very loudly, I would know since I was two houses down already.

As I drew nearer to the bus, the strangest thing happened, my eyes met with a familiar face that I couldn't seem to place were I had seen it before.

But the strangest of things is that I couldn't read or trace his emotions by looking at his eyes, which was weird because I have had that gift since I was small, I could read people's emotions from just looking in their eyes. This ability scared me so I didn't tell anyone about it, not even my mother when she was still alive. I wouldn't want to be branded as a freak now would I.

As I looked at his eyes something in me felt pity for him but I didn't know why but I just did. I had to admit he was beyond jaw dropping he had blue eyes, a silvery kind of hair, and a too good to be true body structure. In short he looked like he was crafted by the gods themselves.

But in the midst of everything ,I froze, realizing that I was crying. And then it all clicked.

I held my hand to my mouth and I soon realized something....

'He was the one from my dreams'.