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I can't believe I haven't posted anything about this here yet! (Or anything about vampires, actually) This is from a vampire series that is pretty atypical in that it's science-fiction, not supernatural or paranormal. Basically, vampirism is a mutated form of porphyria and our hero has a blood disease that makes him delicious. Good luck with that, kid.

I had that same dream again. I can never make any sense of it. It always comes in threes. Three nights in a row, I'll dream it, and then weeks, months go by with nothing. It's weird because I don't usually dream. No, wait that's not true. They say everyone dreams, but often people don't remember, and that convinces them they don't dream at all. If that's the case then this is the only one I ever remember, and I don't remember much of it at all.

It's a convoluted image of teeth, of blood, of dark and light hair, and intense sensation. You'd think it'd be a nightmare, but I'm not so sure. The strongest feeling I get in the dream, as is pretty clear when I wake up, is arousal. It's pure seduction and I want to drink it in. I want to know what I'm dreaming about. Maybe it's a who. Whatever it is, I think it might drive me crazy.

Even worse, I get the distinct feeling that someday, it's going to kill me.

Whenever I wake up from it, I can't breathe. It helps to sit up, but then I get dizzy. Sometimes I have a headache to go along with it. It's not the dram causing that, though. I've just been sick all my life.

It's typical, you know? Doctors don't know what it is, been through every test they can think of. Nothing makes sense, but it's obvious something's not right. Well, I'm done going to doctors. They can't do anything and they can't even tell me the full truth. They don't think it's life-threatening.

Did you hear the inaudible 'yet' tacked onto that? I've heard it from every doctor I've ever seen. I just wonder when one of them will have the guts to say it out loud. I didn't want to get out of bed, but those dreams always leave me in a state of ... well I needed a shower. I caught the face I made as I got up in the window near my bed. It was dark outside, and the light in my room when I switched it on turned the pane into a mirror. I hadn't remembered leaving it with the shade up.

I waited until the dizziness passed before I got out of bed entirely, glad I didn't have a roommate. Freshman singles weren't too easy to come by, and I lucked out being placed in Alumni Hall with mostly sophomores. The bonus is all the rooms are singles, and we have our own bathrooms. Considering I've never had to share a room or bathroom with anyone, it was a great deal for me. It was hard enough getting my parents to let me dorm. But that's why I'm at NYU instead of out from under their thumb at some other Ivy League. They wanted me close by.

Luckily Scarsdale's far enough away from NYU's campus that I don't have to worry about them breathing down my neck. Mom tried to throw a fit about me moving into the city, but I told her how many RAs lived in the building, and how three of them had first aid training. Two were even working part time in the Langone Medical Center, where my classes are for the most part, for work-study. Some of the best hospitals were there. I know. I'd been to them all.

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Oh word I totally forgot about it myself. XD