The Dark Lover Lestat

"Cheri" "My Cherie", said this french male voice. His voice called out to me, it echoed like the wind through me. It was like a whisper yet it was loud. My mind soured and swished through the mystic cool darkness. "My Cherie". "Come to me". The french male voice said. "Come to me". A tall street light flickered this bright white flash, i saw his face. The great Le stat. The vampire rock star star of the 80's. His pale skin glimmered this beautiful white and his dark eyes went strait through me. He made a evil smirk and his fangs showed. His cool breath i could feel all around me. "Don't be afraid my Cherie". He whispered again. Then his fangs came all the way out and the his outer pupil turned red and he flew at me in attack. I flew up in bed in alarm, sweating. My sweat was cold and i shaking. My bedroom window was wide open and the moon shined through. "Jesus" I said getting out of bed to shut the window. I looked out it and looked around the yard to see if anybody was there. Well,, not just anybody, "Le stat". He wasn't of coarse, it was just a nightmare i had. I shut it and locked it and crawled back into bed. It was 1:30 in the morning. I just sighed and pulled all the blankets over me because i was freezing and scared. It took me awhile to fall back to sleep, but it happened about 2 hours later. When my tiredness didn't give a crap weather some body or Les tat was in my bedroom or yard.