Scared Com Romane & Geschichten

Increasing my tensed heartbeat and making me more scared. “Who are you and what’s mate?….” My voice whimpered a reply, my whole body trembling under my blanket. I can’t believe I’m scared, the voice is much more scarier and it feels like he was touching my soul by saying all those things, why won’t I be sacred also when a voice is talking to me in my head calling me mate, I’m so scared and I don’t wanna tell mom or dad about it. Why did I have go feel the sun.

I screamed out as fear cloud the whole me, shadows trios speaking strange tongues came out the cave as they encircle at me, a scary monsters followed behind screamed at me, I screamed out my lungs "Hey babe, get the hell up?" I heard her as it did come from a distance miles I jolted up, as my spine shiver, my heart pound my chest, Steph held close at me she did caress my hair, I did feels scared about my dream, the wall clock signal 5pm. "Shh, you should be scared about nothing babes, calm your nerves" Steph whispered me

*************** Her heart pounded, her lips went dry... She could feel the oxygen slipping through her throat as she walked into Damon’s mansion. She was scared beyond the word itself. Her breath was ragged as she sighted that one person she feared after Damon... the one man she hated and didn't want to ever see. Mr Scott... He was seated majestically, his legs crossed as he took a drag from his cigarette. The man was in his late 60s, yet he was still strong and dangerous, and his name still made people shiver in fear.

A raw face of the human wickedness. Indiscriminate scammers are the cruelest and most diabolic pranksters. People with no remorse. Who`re always on the run and lonely. The most heartless in the industry who won`t hesitate to begin their evilness. For them every creature is a potential prey, be it a neighbor, a friend, a tribe`s person, a relative, a fellow citizen or a foreigner, all of them are the same before him. Those practicing this form are always the first to perish prematurely in the game, and nobody bothers enough. In their mindsets, they are always buried before their true funeral.

I never answer unknown calls but in case it was Jayce I wanted to pick up. I clicked the answer button and quickly said hello. Nothing could have prepared me for hearing his voice. "Good Morning Alexa. How have you been these past two years?" As I heard his voice I immediately began feeling the anxiety from earlier return. I sank down further on the bed feeling the anxiousness in my stomach start to rise. All of a sudden I felt queasy and sick to my stomach. I prayed I didn't vomit but I could feel myself wanting to. My heart started to race and the vision of him standing over me flashed through my mind. I could see his ice cold blue eyes staring back at me and I shivered.

When her mother was lulling her to sleep that night, she read the expression on her face and interpreted it right-Fear "What are you scared of?" She asked softly "What I'll see on the night before my birthday" she answered with a small voice. "Don't worry, it won't be bad this time, I'll pray for you" and then her mother prayed until she fell asleep.

No, it scares me. So much…

Reassuring. “I’m scared,” I admit. “You can be scared,” she says. “And still be brave.” We sit in silence after that, drinking tea, the weight of my thoughts a little easier now. I don’t understand everything yet—but I’m starting to. And maybe that’s enough for now.

It was slow, deliberate, and chillingly intimate. I pulled my face in disgust, instantly rolling my eyes. My fear was quickly replaced by a sudden annoyance. If their goal was to scare me, they should've come up with something a lot more creative. "If you’re trying to scare me, you’re going to have to work a lot harder than that. I’ve had men try to kill me in my sleep. I've been sold like livestock. I've had a bounty on my head. To me, you’re just a heavy breather with too much free time."

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.