Dark, Dank, Dangerous

An empty, hollow, alley

walking Cautiously

holding her books

close to her chest

breathing deeply

heart racing

unsure of where

she is

scuffing her shoes

not wanting to

catch attention.

"whirl"

something is near

"swooosh"

it's getting closer

"hahahaaa"

it's laughing at her.

Hearing footsteps

crunching on gravel

coming toward her.

It stopped

stepping out of

the shadows

pale as the moon

smiling slyly

fangs glistening

he gives her

a look

she can't help

but feel safe

as she walks closer.

He grabs her waist,

pulls her close,

moves one hand

to push

her sholder-length

brown hair

away from

her throat.

he places

his finger

on her pulse

and smiles.

he dips her,

as if she

were a heroine

in the olden movies.

he trails kisses

down her throat.

Ecstasy, pleasure,

seering joy

rushing through

her 16 year old

body

light pressure

near her pulse

a pinch

then soaring high

from the bliss

sexual desire

runs through

her veins.

Then dark.

She feels life

slipping away

till all is gone.

He walks away

with blood

on his lips.