'Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump, Ba-Bump'
Her heartbeat was singing, forming a song just for me as it went faster and faster the more she slept and dreamed, with the boogieman haunting them (him with a taste for blood and brains).
He sat next to her, watching her small body go up and down with each breath, curious about the small little blond that he once had tried to kill once a upon a dark day.
Claire, she was the first woman that he had been around in months; loneliness was a sickness that would never be cured for him, not since her.
The girl, she looked so much like the first woman he ever cared for, the only one that smiled up at him words 'takes one to know one' and that smile that shouldn't be there.
The golden hair like fine silk, oh and those lips!
Theere soft to the touch, and so very pink that made him yearn to touch them, so he did.
Slowly he traced his unworthy fingers over them again and again, fearing the moment that she would wake.
'What I'm I doing?'
"Give her a kiss … Gabriel…"
The mocking voice rang in his head, like an evil creature coming to life.
"Shut up!"
The inner struggle that he was going through died down, when his Claire's eyes began to open.
A silence filled the room as she began to see where she was and who she was with, Mr. Boogieman.
Their eyes locked his rough and full of pain, hers soft and full of innocence.
Shock spread through his body, as he saw that there wasn't terror in her eyes, no there was deep wonder.
"Who are you?"
"…Gabriel."