Dreams are truly an interesting phenomenon we all encounter nearly every time we rest our heads. Sometimes the dreams are pleasant, you meet someone you'd always wanted to, or experience something that fills you with excitement. Other times, the dreams are not so kind. They might torture your mind and make you wish so desperately you could wake up, but it doesn't come to light. Of course you might get lucky and not dream at all.
The day dragged on longer as my eyelids grew heavier. It was another day of doing construction on a building in the center of town. I was in charge of installing the tiles on the roof. It was a slanted roof, but I was thankful my shoes were tough and slip resistant.
I was lost in sorting the tiles and making sure they were aligned correctly before putting them on and moving on to the next. It was somewhat of a painless process, since I had been doing this sort of thing for over a year now. Standing on high places used to bother be, but at this point I enjoy seeing the world this way. It makes you feel so much smaller when you finally make it back to the ground.
After all the work I'd been doing on the building, mixed with the lack of sleep I'd gotten over the last few days, I was struggling at this point to stay awake. It didn't help that I was doing the same thing over and over in a process that could take hours. I wanted someone else on the crew to cover this, but they were all uncomfortable with being up this high.
I ended up reaching the point where my eyes were actively closing and I had to snap myself out of it because of how dangerous of a situation this would be. I looked around but nobody was paying any attention to me. They were all busy working on the inside of the building. It was at that moment when I shrugged and decided I could doze off for a few minutes, it wouldn't hurt anything.
I slowly turned myself around and lowered myself onto the roof, ensuring I was in a stable spot before closing my eyes and drifting to a much needed sleep.
There was a beautiful girl before me, one I'd had my eyes on for several months now. She worked at the same construction company as I did. I never really go the chance to work with her, so she wasn't too familiar with me.
She had a sort of reputation, she slept around with the people she worked with for a few days before moving onto the next person. Could these be rumors spread from a relationship gone wrong? Or could there be an incredible amount of truth behind it? She was standing before me, so I would soon find out for myself.
I asked her if she wanted to do anything with me that night. I meant it in a way of watching television together, or perhaps getting some food to eat. Instead, the tone felt like there was a fiery passion burning behind each word. Mentally I loved her, but physically, I lusted after her. I wanted her.
I knew she didn't want anything as boring as feelings, nor passion. Instead, she craved something physically, a golden token she could carry away from the experience. She wanted money.
I offered her fifty, knowing full well it wouldn't break me. She shook her head. I offered her one hundred. It still wasn't enough. I took out my wallet and flipped through all the bills within before offering her one hundred and fifty. She rolled her eyes but accepted it, knowing full well it was only for a single night.
That night, she followed me home in her car. She said she was doing it so she didn't have to make an extra trip to go back for it the next morning, but we both knew it was so she could make her quick escape.
She followed me into my home and we kissed in the living room. I pushed her against the wall and her vocals only made me want to remove our clothes faster. There was no time, only the present, and I wanted her.
Whimpers and moans filled the air as our actions left marks on each others skin.
I had one last thing I needed to do for her. I opened my mouth as I stared down at her sweat soaked neck, the pulse from her heart only making it look more tasty. She looked up at me as my fangs came out. She let out a scream and tried shoving me away as I tried lowering my fangs to her neck.
She pushed me off her and I toppled to the floor.
I opened my eyes to find that my body was sliding off the roof. I tried to roll myself back to steady ground but it was no use. I began sliding faster and faster until I hit the edge of the building and could see the ground coming closer.
The day dragged on longer as my eyelids grew heavier. It was another day of doing construction on a building in the center of town. I was in charge of installing the tiles on the roof. It was a slanted roof, but I was thankful my shoes were tough and slip resistant.
I was lost in sorting the tiles and making sure they were aligned correctly before putting them on and moving on to the next. It was somewhat of a painless process, since I had been doing this sort of thing for over a year now. Standing on high places used to bother be, but at this point I enjoy seeing the world this way. It makes you feel so much smaller when you finally make it back to the ground.
After all the work I'd been doing on the building, mixed with the lack of sleep I'd gotten over the last few days, I was struggling at this point to stay awake. It didn't help that I was doing the same thing over and over in a process that could take hours. I wanted someone else on the crew to cover this, but they were all uncomfortable with being up this high.
I ended up reaching the point where my eyes were actively closing and I had to snap myself out of it because of how dangerous of a situation this would be. I looked around but nobody was paying any attention to me. They were all busy working on the inside of the building. It was at that moment when I shrugged and decided I could doze off for a few minutes, it wouldn't hurt anything.
I slowly turned myself around and lowered myself onto the roof, ensuring I was in a stable spot before closing my eyes and drifting to a much needed sleep.
There was a beautiful girl before me, one I'd had my eyes on for several months now. She worked at the same construction company as I did. I never really go the chance to work with her, so she wasn't too familiar with me.
She had a sort of reputation, she slept around with the people she worked with for a few days before moving onto the next person. Could these be rumors spread from a relationship gone wrong? Or could there be an incredible amount of truth behind it? She was standing before me, so I would soon find out for myself.
I asked her if she wanted to do anything with me that night. I meant it in a way of watching television together, or perhaps getting some food to eat. Instead, the tone felt like there was a fiery passion burning behind each word. Mentally I loved her, but physically, I lusted after her. I wanted her.
I knew she didn't want anything as boring as feelings, nor passion. Instead, she craved something physically, a golden token she could carry away from the experience. She wanted money.
I offered her fifty, knowing full well it wouldn't break me. She shook her head. I offered her one hundred. It still wasn't enough. I took out my wallet and flipped through all the bills within before offering her one hundred and fifty. She rolled her eyes but accepted it, knowing full well it was only for a single night.
That night, she followed me home in her car. She said she was doing it so she didn't have to make an extra trip to go back for it the next morning, but we both knew it was so she could make her quick escape.
She followed me into my home and we kissed in the living room. I pushed her against the wall and her vocals only made me want to remove our clothes faster. There was no time, only the present, and I wanted her.
Whimpers and moans filled the air as our actions left marks on each others skin.
I had one last thing I needed to do for her. I opened my mouth as I stared down at her sweat soaked neck, the pulse from her heart only making it look more tasty. She looked up at me as my fangs came out. She let out a scream and tried shoving me away as I tried lowering my fangs to her neck.
She pushed me off her and I toppled to the floor.
I opened my eyes to find that my body was sliding off the roof. I tried to roll myself back to steady ground but it was no use. I began sliding faster and faster until I hit the edge of the building and could see the ground coming closer.
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