Caylee's Confessions (Caylee's Confessions Series) Read Free

was this thing?  It appeared human—hell, it looked human,
besides the fact that its eyes were a dark, blood-red, and it had fangs. 
Freaking fangs!  What I thought was a rock that it was hovering over, was actually
a person.  Well, more like a lifeless body.  That thing hadn’t been hovering
over it but, rather, drinking from the person, because the thing had blood
dripping from its face. 
    The
thing remained still, trapped in Kevin’s light.  I heard it hiss once more as
it looked behind it, to now see Stacy and Scott coming.  It then leaped up onto
the wall, and used the wall as leverage to bounce off and leap onto Stacy and
Scott.  Taking them both out and sending them flying, it stood on the ground,
unaffected.  I saw Stacy and Scott put up their stakes as the thing readied its
pounce.  It once again leaped, this time on top of Stacy.  It grabbed her arm
and twisted it, making a loud popping sound.  She screamed out in pain, and I
watched, frozen, as Scott then tried throwing something, that I think was water,
at the creature. 
    Whatever
he had thrown at the thing seemed to work, because it hissed again—as if the
substance burned its skin.  By this time, Kevin, Carrie, and Alice were feet
away from the creature and they all had their stakes held high in their hands,
attempting to trap the thing.  I watched its face as its lips curved up into a
smile, proudly showing its fangs as it seemed to be thinking about which person
to attack first.  I then saw it run at Scott so fast that, if I had blinked, I
would have missed the whole thing.  It grabbed his arm that had the stake in it,
and I heard another loud crack as it used Scott’s arm as a rope and swung him
around its head—much like cowboys do in movies as they’re about to lasso a bull
with their rope—but Scott was the rope.  After a few twirls of Scott above its
head, it launched his body into the rest of them, sending them all flying into
a wall.  The thing was laughing, and getting ready to leap again onto the heap
of people it had just defeated.  I looked in horror at Kevin’s eyes: terrified,
from defeat and shock. 
    Before
I knew it, my feet started running towards them—before my brain could even
process what I was about to do.  I just knew I couldn’t watch as this thing
killed them.  What I was thinking?   It was too late now to go back, for
as soon as I took those first steps, the thing heard me and snapped its
attention my way, making me come to a halt.  When its eyes met mine, I froze as
I felt a shiver run up my spine.  What the fuck was I going to do?  The plan
had been for me to just go and watch. 
    “HAHAHAHHA,”
I heard the thing laugh again.  “I can see from your face that I’m the first vampire
you have ever met.  Pity for you—your stupid friends shouldn’t have brought you
here.  They at least knew what they were getting into, but the look on your
face tells me you did not.”
    “No,
I didn’t,” came out of my mouth.  Was I really talking to this thing?
    “I’m
surprised you can even speak…bravery, maybe?  Entertaining, I’ll admit. Maybe I’ll
even let you become my blood slave, since you dare to speak to me like you have
the right to stand before me.  Yes, that sounds good.  I think I’ll kill your
friends and make you my slave.”  He laughed. 
    “I’m
not really good at house chores, so I don’t think I’d make a good slave,” I
said, still without thinking.  But I somehow knew I had to keep him distracted
while my brain rambled on for a solution.
    “So
I’ve not only found a brave fool, but a smartass as well?” the thing asked, and
I watched him slightly bring up his left foot, indicating he was done with my
distractions, and was about to pounce.  I felt my fingers tighten around my
stake, and watched as he ran at me at a speed that I barely processed.  I
screamed the whole time he came at me, but made my eyes focus on his chest.  It
was actually the only thing I