Vena Sera
~Screaming this time, the morning still hurts.~
"If that's what you think."
Vena dug her nails into his arm and licked the blood that seeped through the skin. Her eyes were wild yet contained as she kissed him fiercely, throwing caution to the wind. She pushed him back onto the grass as a wind raged around them and vines slowly crept up from the ground.
'Control of the elements is a b***h.'
She thought, but nothing else but Spike entered her mind after that.
~Hating each breath, I pray for the worst.~