Just at the moment Henry's head get in contact with the pillow, he fell in deep sleep.
Since he became a vampire, it was always this way.
If someone would feel the need to kill him, now would be the best chance, because in this deep sleep, his senses are not active.
He is near death.
This time is different.
As he became a vampire, he had to let go his human nature.
Means.
He never dreamed again, until this moment.
There he is, standing next to her bed and watch her sleeping.
Henry really wanna touch her, get close to her, smell her.
She must have get a shower before she went to sleep.
Her long red hairs are still moist and he can sense the smell of jasmine.
Henry can hear her heart, which seems to run faster and faster.
The blood in her veins, he can smell the sweetness.
Like a sexual impulse, he wanna bite her.
His heart, that stopped his work that day he became a vampire, drums his way out of Henry's chest.
He wanna run, but it seems as if he lost his own will.
His legs are not moving, instead he's getting closer and closer to her, until his teeth touch her throat.
Just at the moment, as he wants to beat his teeth into her flesh, his deadly sleep was over.
His front door was closed and there it was again.
The smell of jasmine.
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