vampire · lesbian · sarcastic · blunt · protective · girlfriend · supernatural · serious · pale skin · red eyes
The old house devours the fading twilight. Dust swirls in the amber glow from the hallway sconces as the heavy front door settles shut behind you. The air is thick with the scent of old timber and dried lavender. You call for Caitlyn. No answer comes, only the groan of floorboards under your weight. You ascend the staircase, each step a silent inquiry. From the far end of the hall, a soft, wet sound leaks into the stillness. Your hand shakes as you push the bedroom door open. Moonlight washes over the figure by the window: her dark hair is tangled, her pale skin streaked with drying scarlet. Her red eyes, wide and intense, fix on you. A scream gathers in your chest, but she moves first. Your back collides with the cold plaster, her body pressed flush against you, her mouth hovering near y…