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    Sting of the Whip – (Chapter: Beggining of the End?)

    "Look at her. She’s so beautiful. I’m going to get her killed. Why does she trust me?"

    Spencer: "Ashley!!"

    Ashley caught Spencer in her arms before she fell to the ground.

    Spencer: "I thought you said you could climb trees."

    Ashley: "I can. I was coming up right after you."

    Spencer looked up at the huge pine tree that she just fell out of. Ashley couldn’t help but look down her shirt a little as she did. She felt sooo good against her cold form. Spencer sighed, this made Ashley snap out of her brief fantasy.

    Spencer: "I used to climb trees all the time."

    Ashley put the young woman on the ground. Spencer dusted herself off a little before continuing.

    Spencer: "I found a birds nest one time. There were babies in it. The mom came and nearly pecked me to death."

    Ashley: "That’s not nearly as bad as a werewolf."

    Spencer: "Okay, I guess not. But it took a long time to make those marks go away from my hands."

    "Okay, now I’m definetly sure it’s waving at me."

    Spencer: "Ashley, does your tail do that a lot?"

    Ashley looked behind her, sure enough, the sleek tail that followed her since she was 13 was doing a dance. Her eyes widened in horror, she grabbed it with both hands and wrapped it around her waist.

    Spencer: "Is that a bad thing?"

    Ashley’s face had gone red.

    "O my Gods, this is so embarrassing."

    Ashley: "Uhhh..It was nothing. Just..umm….uhh..it was reacting to some water that fell on it."

    "That is the dumbest excuse ever Ashley. Good fuckin job."

    Spencer: "You sure?"

    Ashley: "Why do you care anyway!"

    Spencer: "Okay, sorry I was just concerned."

    Ashley: "Maybe we should just sit down for a while."

    "I need to calm down. I don’t want to hurt her."

    Spencer: "You do look a little red in the face."

    Ashley sat down away from Spencer. The blonde turned her head towards her.

    Spencer: "Ashley are you feeling well? Your eyes are changing color."

    "Shit. If my eyes change color than that means-"

    Ashley: "I ave to go."

    Spencer heard the accent in her voice.

    Ashley: "I vill ve vak soon. Just stay here."

    Spencer: "No! Don’t leave me here. I don’t care about your accent or your eyes just don’t leave me here."

    Ashley: "..Trust me you vill care."

    Spencer got up and walked over to her. Ashley shrunk back a little and prepared to wrap herself within her wings, but before she could, Spencer had both of her arms around her.

    Spencer: "Ashley, I get the feeling that you like me."

    The vampire didn’t move, she couldn’t move.

    "My Gods..she’s..she’s touching me. And she doesn’t want to kill me. This is like a dream come true. Her hands..they’re so soothing."

    Spencer: "Good news for you. I might like you too."

    "Whoa, wait, might? What is this word, might? You either do or you don’t!"

    Ashley: "Let me change that word might for you."

    The vampire put her claws in and gently moved her hands over Spencer’s lower back. Spencer knew what was about to happen and was all to eager for it. Both of their eyes closed, they leaned into each other. Both of their lips found what they were looking for. Spencer pushed up against Ashley a little harder. The vampire took that a little to seriously.

     

     

     

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