imavampire

sS Shadows

hey! sorry for the wait, but this is my new story called Shadows.
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 Haunted and Hunted
Part Fourteen
 The noise was horrific; roars and cracks came from the bundle moving across the tomb. They were moving so fast it was hard to catch up. I closed my eyes tight and wrapped my arms around myself. There was one last cracking sound and then there was silence. I waited, with my eyes closed. I didn't know what happened. I peaked out through my eyelashes. They were both on the floor. I heard a small shuffling sound and saw one stagger to their feet. It was Dunkan. 'Oh crap.' I thought. He grinned and walked towards me. In the background I saw Dillon crawl around. He looked up at Dunkan walking towards me.
"No!" Dillon suddenly shot up and ran for Dunkan. But Dunkan had already reached me; he bent down and sunk his teeth into my wrist. He was taken off me in a second and Dillon had him on the floor. It happened so quickly I didn't have time to take it all in. My hand was burning, the room was spinning, my touch was cold but my face was boiling, I was shaking. I stood there clutching my wrist trying to stop the blood pouring, I gulped every five seconds. The pain was excruciating, the bite was so deep! The next thing I knew Dillon was at my side holding my wrist.
"Dillon make it stop, ple-" Dillon was pushed on the floor. I spun around and looked Dunkan in the face. He picked me up by the shoulders and threw me onto the table in the middle of the room. My hand was outstretched and my blood trickled onto the table. A thunderous sound shook the tomb and the table cracked down the middle.
"Yes" Dunkan screamed. Dillon was raging as he slammed Dunkan down, smashing the stone floor.
The crack grew bigger and the table top craved in. I found myself on top of an old grey vampire. Slowly, his mouth opened and clutched around my wounded wrist. I screamed. Colour flowed through his body again. And his eyes opened automatically. He was tall and slim. He wore a torn black gown. His features were similar to Dillon's. He had white eyes and blonde hair which hovered above his shoulder blades. I looked down and saw a necklace like Dillon's.
Amarande let my wrist go and I let my hand fall onto his necklace. I looked up at him and saw his eyes on me. He moved like light, we flew across the room and into the half semi-circle of light. He pushed me onto a wall. I gulped. He had pushed me right onto one of the many stakes into the room. I looked down and saw that it had gone right threw me. I looked up shaking and smiled at him.
"What a waste..." His delicate voice said as he stroked my face
"Yes, what a waste" I repeated and looked up at the light
"Silly girl, I have a necklace..." He smiled. Then I held it up, the necklace he wore to protect him from sunlight. I had pulled it off his neck when he let go of my wrist. He looked at me in horror. The colour in his face washed away and he turned grey. He crumbled on the floor and turned to ash. I dropped the necklace on the floor. It was over.
Reality sunk in. I had been stabbed. I felt like I was slipping away. Like everything was running from me. I couldn't breathe. I looked up at Dillon who was still fighting with Dunkan.
"Dillon" I whispered. He looked up and immediately let go of Dunkan. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at me. He came rushing over and painfully pulled me off the stake and put me on the floor. I pressed my head against his stomach.
"Don't leave me" he cried. I looked him in the eye. I didn't know what to say
"I love you" I choked
"I'll always love you" he whispered. He bent down and held me tight. I didn't take my eyes off him. Things began to become dark and my eyelids were heavy. Just hold on, just for a little bit more, just so you can tell him...
 
Her eyes closed and everything stopped. She was white and cold. Motionless… forever standing still… never moving on. She was dead. I brushed hair out of her eyes.
"You could have changed her..." Dunkan broke the silence
"I wouldn't have wanted this for her. Now go, before I change my mind and kill you" I snapped
"I'm so sorry, she was an amazing girl" I didn't reply, I just looked at her and he left. I picked her up and left shortly afterwards.
Once we entered Atlanta again, I found the field in which we stopped at two days ago. It was full of flowers. I spent the day digging. I dug her grave and gently laid her in it. It look a lot for me to bury her, it was the last time I saw her face. But I knew I'd always love her.
I fled after that, left for good. I went to England to start a new. It never completely worked because she was always on my mind. I never knew how her family reacted to the loss. It was all too much to find out.

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Haunted and Hunted
 

Part Thirteen
"Come on. Wake up!" Dunkan's sharp voice woke me. I opened my eyes to find that he was already pulling me across the lawn to the car. "Hurry up!"
"I'm too tired..." I mumbled
"Oh for goodness sake" he picked me up and threw me in the passenger seat and drove off. I looked at the clock on the dash board, it read 4:00. I rolled over and put my head on the window and closed my eyes.
The car came to a sharp stop and my head flung forward.
"Don't hurt yourself already." Dunkan muttered. I gave a sarcastic laugh and slid out the car.
The clearing was dead. All the trees were bare and the grass was long but brown. You couldn't hear any birds... There was no sign of life anywhere, not even a bug or fly. It sent shivers up my spine and I backed onto what was suppose to be the car, but instead I backed onto a body. I spun around frightened and saw Dunkan towering over me and looking down at me with piercing eyes. He nodded to the left, gesturing me to walk with him. We walked until we came to a grey wall with patterns on, like Dillons necklace.
Dunkan put his hand on the wall and closed his eyes. As if like magic, a door emerged from the wall. He opened it and beckoned me to step inside. It was pitch black so I backed out a little and walked straight into Dunkan. He sighed and put his arm around me for comfort and led me down.
By the time we reached the bottom, I realised I had buried my face into his shirt for safety. I felt his arm slip away from my shoulder and I became twice as more scared again. Light brought the room to life. Dunkan had found torches on the walls and set them alight. The tomb was gloomy and stuffy. It was a circular room and in the middle of the room was a square table that was engraved in a language that I would never understand.
Stakes were facing inwards all the way around the room. And there was a semi circle of sunlight shining through at the left of the room which covered about a quarter of the whole tomb. We obviously aren't as far underground as I thought.
"Scared?" He whispered into my ear
"No" I gulped. That was a lie, I was terrified. But if he knew that, it would make it all the more enjoyable for him to kill me. I heard the sound of a knife being pulled out a pocket and Dunkan's hand on my back.
He pushed me towards the table and held my hand out over the table. "Why don't you just slit my throat?" I asked to buy time
"Because, I slit your throat, all your blood is drained, the tomb is open and I have no other blood supply. So if I do kill you, I have a crusty half dead vampire and I'll be ravenous okay? Now..."
"B-but I thought I had to die for the tomb to be opened?" I was still buying time
"No! You have to put your blood on the tomb for it to be opened you don't have to die." I couldn't think of another way to buy time. So this was it. Everything was about to come to an end. And I was going to be the cause of many deaths to come. I started crying and Dunkan rested the blade against my wrist.
"You don't want to do that." A familiar voice interrupted. We both turned around to see Dillon standing in by the stairs.
"Looks like I'm going to have to kill you first then." Dunkan said. He then charged for Dillon. An ear piercing noise shattered me as they collided...

Haunted and Hunted
Part Twelve
 I was left there... alone once again. Left to find her and most probably lose her again. I had to think positive. My time was limited, and I only knew one place to go, Amarande Amaia's tomb. It was a great risk, but that is where the sacrifice must be done. It had been thousands of years since I had stepped any where near Amarande's tomb, and my memory was very vague. All I could remember was the clearing.
I focused back on real-life, the tomb was in pieces. It was dark and most walls had caved in leaving me covered in mud. I turned around and made my way back to the staircase. The staircase was half broken from the force of power. I had to be quick. I jumped up and slammed myself into the door. It was jammed.
"Flippin' typical" I muttered "FLIPPIN' TYPICAL!" my shout echoed through the cave and lingered in the air.

I sat there, in the corner of the shack waiting. My eyes fixed on the floor boards as Dunkan paced back and forth shaking his head.
I didn't know where I was, but I was too scared to ask. I glanced up through my eyelashes at Dunkan, he was still pacing and muttering troubled thoughts to himself. I moved my eyes from him to the large wooden clock opposite me. It was almost midnight, and I was knackered. All I wanted was two hours sleep, surely he would let me rest. I stretched out a little and lay with my back against the wall.
"Th-there is a bedroom over there" he glanced over to a small wooden door.
"Thank you" I whispered. He immediately went back to shaking his head. I staggered up and walked to the door. I twisted the handle, plucked up my courage and leaned back around to face him. "Are you okay?" I asked hesitantly
"Fine. Just planning tomorrow." He answered back but didn't look up at me
"B-but your nervous?"
"Oh, and you wouldn't be?" he replied sarcastically. True, I mean who wouldn't be nervous about unleashing someone who could possibly kill you even when your the one who freed them... I nodded at him in agreement and walked into the room. The room was identical to the previous one but it had a small bed instead of a couch. I lay down and faced the door and prayed and eventually drifted off to sleep

I was so annoyed now, I had to get out of here. I pressed my head against the door. Gradually light began to shine through the cracks of the door. It carried on getting brighter and brighter. I stepped back to have a look and then pushed the door. It swung open and I rushed outside. It was dark out but I could just see the thing from earlier, I was grateful. I closed my eyes to remember the clearing. I suddenly felt wind on my face, I opened my eyes and I was running faster than ever. I didn't know why I was running or if I was running in the right direction, but I couldn't stop.

Haunted and Hunted
Part Eleven
I rolled her over. I looked at her face and shook my head. She must have been about 23. She was beautiful. Her hair was short and blonde, her face was pale and her bright blue eyes were now pieces of glass. She had a bite mark on her neck. I picked her up and ran over into the trees. I put her down and set her on fire so no one would ever find her. I watched until she was ash on the leaves. I then left, I didn’t know where I was going, but something was telling me that I was going the right way. Once again, I kept in the trees so I was unnoticed.
I stopped; I heard something running around me. It came running straight at me and pushed me on the floor. Once I re-focused I saw what had attacked me. It was crouching on the floor staring at me. It was completely black and looked like a huge cat.
“Were is she?” it hissed
“Even if I knew I wouldn’t tell you.” I hissed back
“Ah. You’ve lost her.” It said humorously. “You have no chance of getting her back.”
“I will get her back.”
“No you won’t” it twisted its head to the left and its eyes poured into me “Everything has awoken.”
“By everything, you mean…”
“Everything!...” it interrupted. “and if you tell me who has taken her, maybe we can get to her in time”
“Someone called M?”
“Ohhhh, you know nothing. M has been dead for years. He is leading you onto the wrong trail.”
“How comes I never got told that M had died?”
“Because, only me and Dunkan, Amarande’s guardian, know.” We both looked at each other; we both knew who it now was.
We ran off and didn’t stop. It was fast, a lot faster than me. I had no intention of know who it was; I just had to get to Charlea. We had been running for a while when we stopped. There was nothing in front off me; I didn’t know why it had stopped.
“We’re here.” It sounded like it was almost hypnotised. It bent down and brushed leaves off the floor to reveal a wooden door. It slowly stepped to the side and looked at me. Like a ghost, it disappeared; it looked like it melted into the wind.
I bent down and opened the door. A gust on old wind blew in my face. There was steep wooden stairs leading down into the pit. I carefully stepped down, trying to make hardly any noise. I reached the bottom of the stairs. There was a low light to my left so I followed it. I came to a gate, and then I saw her. Charlea, she was laying on the floor.
“CHARLEA!” I shouted as I ran to the gate
“Dillon? DILLON!” she got up and stumbled to the gate and reached for me
“I’m going to get you out, I promise!”
“No. Dillon, you have to get out of here!”
“Not without you.”
The whole room became unsteady, a great wind thrust at us both.
“I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME!” a scream exploded into the room, it was like a bomb. Everything went black. When I opened my eyes, I was laying on the floor, the gate was off its hinges and everything was ruined… and she was gone
 

Haunted and Hunted
 Part Ten
The floor was hard and cold, my head was pounding and I ached all over. I rolled over onto my front and stumbled up. I was in a stone circular room. I slowly turned around; there was no one inside the room with me. I was all alone. There was a gate opposite me, I couldn’t see what was beyond the gate, it was just pitch black. I run up to the gate and slammed myself against it
“Who are you!” I shouted as I slammed myself against the gates over and over again. An evil, spine shivering laugh echoed the room. “Let me out of here!” I didn’t get a response, but I got a scare. Nothing happened for multiple seconds so I rested my head against the gate. He came rushing forward through the black and pressed his face up against mine and roared. The whites of his eyes were red and his fangs were elongated. I screamed and stumbled back. He pushed open the gates and slowly stepped into the room.
He was tall and pale. He had short brown hair and piercing black eyes. He walked over to me and bent down. He hovered a centimetre away from me and lifted my chin up and moved my head from side to side
“aww.” He mumbled then stood back up. I gathered up my courage and stood up.
“Who are you?” I made my words firm and slow
“You know who I am. I stood in the middle of the road when your parents died.” I gasped and tears rolled down my face. I brought my hand up and slapped him round the face
“You monster!” I shouted. Surprisingly he didn’t retaliate. He just stood there and looked at me.
“You’ll thank me later.”
“For what? Thank you for what?” I asked
“Would you rather your boyfriend do this instead?”
“Dillon? Don’t you hurt Dillon! And Dillon would never hurt me!” I shouted
“Paha! Dillon doesn’t love you! He’s using you for the same reason as me, he led you on and later he would have killed you.”
“W-what are you talking about?” I was worried
“Let me tell you a little story” his calm voice said. He went and sat down against a wall and I followed him. “You must understand that by now that everything paranormal walks this earth. Well, vampires were superior against everything else paranormal. And like every country there is a ruler. And one million or so years ago everything normal, like you, feared us and lived underground, and we could walk around all the time. But now, they’re just stories that no one believes. But anyway, our ruler Amarande Amaia, feared nothing. He was the most powerful thing you will ever experience. His name meant ‘immortal end’, which is the reason he was so powerful according to some people. But, he came across the demon, in which he’d betrayed many times. The demon locked Amarande in a tomb and told us to get him out we must sacrifice the blood of you. Everyone paranormal was given your picture and name and ever since was on the hunt for you. Dillon was extremely eager to get you and kill you as he naturally is blood thirsty. And that, is why you are here.” I just sat there, shocked that Dillon had lied to me and wanted to kill me. I was going to die. I was going to unlock world’s most feared evil. Everyone would be dead, because of my death. There was nothing I could say
“When-when are you going to kill me?” I mumbled looking at the floor
“Tomorrow. Don’t worry, I’ll make it as painful as possible” he laughed evilly
“What’s your name?”
“Dunkan” he got up and walked to the gates and turned around to look at me
“The dark one.” I stared at him
“Ha. Not that limited on your paranormal knowledge are we?” he grinned then closed the door and walked off into the darkness. I was now alone. I laid down and closed my eyes and cried.
 

Haunted and Hunted
 

Part Nine
I could see the sun setting just behind the trees and the sky above me was black. I decided to move quicker. I was storming through the forest, counting how many animals I had drank in my head, seven deer’s. ‘hmm, that should keep me going’ I thought.
I approached the house to see the lights off. I quickly glanced at my watch, 7 o’clock. Was she getting an early night? I opened the door to find the living room completely empty. I walked into the room carefully, something wasn’t right. I glanced around to find nothing peculiar. I trod carefully across the room and into Charlea’s bedroom. She wasn’t inside. Panic shot through me and landed in the pit of my stomach. I flashed into Charlea’s on-suite. The human sized mirror in the furthest corner was shattered over the floor. A million possibilities ran through my mind.
But my nose caught up a sent that I didn’t recognize. Someone had taken her away. I automatically left the house. My car wasn’t there. She hadn’t been kidnapped, but frightened away. I turned around quickly and started running to my left. I kept deep in the trees, following the scent of her sweet, delicate perfume.
I stopped dead in my tracks, her scent was gone, and immediately like a switch I could no longer smell her around me. I spun around just to catch the smallest glimpse of her scent… or even her. I spun round once and caught the trail again, once I found a way across the busy main road I found myself outside a hotel, I could smell her strong and clear. I turned my head quickly and saw my car, she wasn’t inside the car, she was inside the hotel… with loads of other people… that she didn’t know… pretending to be anyone. Panic exploded inside of me as I burst open the door. I attempted to run through the double doors which lead into the main lobby, but the guards stopped me asking if I was staying here, I told them that my girlfriend was inside waiting for me, they eventually let me in. I slid into the main lobby and scanned the room, she wasn’t in the lobby. I took in one deep sniff and caught the slightest scent of her light delicate perfume. I span on my heel and run off into the furthest corridor. I charged up six flights of stairs and gradually the scent became stronger. Finally, I found myself outside a door. Pressing my ear up against the wood I could here nothing but the rhythmic sound of dripping water. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was trashed and she wasn’t inside. I jogged into the bathroom. It was covered in blood. I fell to my knees; the room begun to spin, the throat stun and ached and my eyes watered. I pushed the tips of my fingers into my temples as I staggered up. I was shacking. There were smudged red handprints everywhere. I glanced up towards the bath tub; it was overflowing with red water. I trod carefully over to the bath. The water was thick red. There was a piece of paper floating on top of the bloody water. I picked it up and held it a great distance away from me and read it.
 
Don’t look for her. You look for her and she’s dead. You know why I have her, because you want her for the same reason. What a shame that someone so beautiful is going to die. So, go back to your town and forget about her and let me do what I have to do okay? If you come for her, you’ll regret it more than anything. M.
 
I crushed the paper in my hand and threw it out of the room, I was fuming. How could he know so much? M. M must be his initials. I have to find some other vampires, maybe they’ll know something. Yes, that’s what I must do. It will be hard to find other vampires as they’re always on the go, but it’s worth it.
Within a click of your fingers I was standing outside the hotel. It had stopped raining and I was all alone. But someone caught my eye; she was lying on the floor. I looked around to see if anyone was coming, no one was. I walked over to her, observing her as I walked closer. I bent down and rolled her over…




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Haunted and Hunted
Part Eight
There was something different about Dillon, I couldn’t notice it though. I pulled away from his hug a little and focused more on his face. He looked at me with confused eyes. His eyes… that was it, his eyes had lost all of its beautiful ice blue colour and turned black.
“Your… eyes!” I pointed out. He looked down and rubbed them with his thumb and forefinger. “Dillon, is something wrong?” I bent my head down to look him in the eye.
“I’m just… hungry…” he muttered
“Oh…” I touched my neck wondering whether he had thought of killing me while he held me five minutes ago.
“Don’t worry… I won’t hurt you, but I’m going to have to go and feed before I hurt you.”
“I’ll come with you” I pulled away from him properly and walked back into the bedroom. Inside the bedroom I walked over to the bed and picked up my trainers and walked back out. I smiled at him as I sat down on the floor and slipped them on.
“No Charlea.”
“Why?” my face twisted with confusion
“Because, you haven’t seen me at my strongest… if you come with me there’s a possibility that I’ll feed on you afterwards, and I don’t want to do that…” slipping my shoes back off, I just nodded understandingly. He spun around and left me standing in the house on my own. I had no idea how long he was be gone for, but it couldn’t be that long. I walked over to the peach sofa and sat down crossed legged looking at the floor. A wave of powerful tiredness came over me… what was the time? I looked up at the clock that was pinned high up on a wall which read ’13:00’ wow, I must have been asleep for ages! I stood up and walked past the bedroom door into the kitchen. Reaching for a glass I thought I noticed someone standing outside the window diagonal to me. I freaked out and fell backwards onto the floor still holding the glass. I landed on my back and accidently dropped the glass. When I re-focused myself I noticed that the glass had shattered into hundreds of tiny, sharp pieces. Carefully, I brushed them off my trousers and stood up. Gradually, I brushed them all up and put them in a small bin in the corner of the room. After putting the broken glass in the bin, I walked back into my bedroom and into the small on-suite on the left side of the room. There was a long human size mirror placed in the furthest corner. I tiptoes across the room, and gently took my clothes off. I had remembered that it was essential that I wasn’t bleeding; I could attract any vampires within the area! I scanned my naked body, every now and again touching my skin to make sure there wasn’t a small cut anywhere. I was okay!  I bent down and put my trousers on. When I stood up, I looked in the mirror… there was something looking at me in the mirror that shouldn’t be there. I yelped and span around. I could hear my heart pounding in my head, my body was hot and my hands were clammy. He was tall; he wore a black shirt that was tight on his body, which emphasised how big his muscles were. He had huge wide shoulders. His was slim and pale. His curly hair covered his forehead and ears. His piercing, big green eyes poured into me. I didn’t say a word
“Go back.” His voice sliced the air with one quick breath.
“Wh… what?”
“Go back.” He spoke more slowly. His posture hadn’t moved and his eyes were still fixed on me.
“Are you working for… him?” I questioned hesitantly. He moved quicker than I had ever seen Dillon move. He slammed me up against the mirror and it shattered into a million pieces as it sprinkled over us.
“Do you understand? If you do not leave and return, he will hunt you down and kill everyone you love. Even your precious little vampire boyfriend! Do you understand?” his bellow shook the ground; I could do nothing but nod. “Good, we will be expecting you.” He looked up at my forehead, were a small cut lay. He ran his fingers quickly over it, removing any blood. Removing his hand from my neck, he vanished.
I was alone. Left with only the silence for miles around. I knew I couldn’t go back, he would kill me and attack the whole town, I had to lure him away from Oak Town. And I had to do it fast. Dillon. Dillon wouldn’t let me do this, I knew for sure… so I will do it without him!
I pushed myself out the bathroom, shutting the door as I left. I reached for my leather jacket, rucksack and shoes. I left the house and jumped into Dillon’s unlocked car. I slammed my foot down and spun all the way around the house, I’d hate to think that Dillon came through a back route. Finding nothing I roared down the dirt track, everything was so uneasy until I reached the highway where I was with tens of other cars, I decided to relax.
I saw multiple signs of hotels, but didn’t stop at one. It was now 5 o’clock and I’d been driving for almost 7 hours, I didn’t know where I was. I finally pulled over and checked in at the nearest hotel. The room was small, two rooms; a bathroom… and everything else piled into the other. I once felt unsettled. I wanted Dillon.
After sitting for an hour on the edge of the bed waiting for something to happen, I decided I’d feel safer if I was surrounded by other people. I picked myself up and left the room. Walking down empty corridors was hell, so it resulted in me running until I met society in the main lobby
 

A few days ago, i was putting on eyeliner and noticed it said 'walnut' on the pencil. I started freaking out ready to start washing my eyes because I'm allergic to nuts. Then i remember that it's the color, it doesn't actually contain walnuts.
 MLIA

Haunted and Hunted
 

Part Seven
I woke up with my head pressed against the window, my head was pounding! I frowned and sat up straight, I wrested my head back and murmured.
“Wh…”
“’Wh…’ what?” he said slyly.
“Where are we Dillon?”
“No where that concerns you…” he looked at me out of the corner of his eye and sighed “we’re in Five Forks, don’t worry… we are still around Atlanta…” he said
“Dillon…” I waited for a response but knew I wouldn’t get one. “Dillon, pull over.” I still had my eyes closed, I felt like I was about to be sick
“Hmm… Nope.”
“Dillon… Please. I feel sick!” my stomach was whirling over and over again
“Urgh, you were so much more fun earlier…” He spun the steering wheel around multiple times and the car ended up at the side of the deserted road. I swung out the car and instantly landed on the floor in a lump, I burst into tears. He was by my side within a second; he pulled me up onto his lap and cradled me.
“Dillon… I don’t know what to do” I looked up at him
“I know I’m here… I’m going to keep you safe, but you need to trust me okay?” he kissed the top of my head and held me tighter.
“Take me there then…” I whispered against his chest
“Huh?”
“Take me where you were going to take me to keep everyone safe”
“I promise you will be keeping everyone safe. Trust me.”
“I trust you…” I looked up at him and he lowered his head, he pressed his lips against mine and picked me up. He put me back in the car and drove. I clutched onto his hand for the whole journey, I love him… I really do. I watched him for ages, and then turned my head and watched the sky change to deep blue. Eventually, I closed my eyes. I woke up the next morning in a bed. I looked around, I didn’t recognize the room I was in; the walls were painted peach and all the furniture was wood. I slowly got out of bed and walked out of the small bedroom, the next room looked exactly the same as the previous one. I circled the room, Dillon wasn’t there. A shot of panic exploded through me. Next, I felt light, delicate hands around my waist, he spun me around and I breathed with relief.
“Morning.” He smiled a one half smile and pulled me closer. He looked at me in the eyes… “Stop worrying. He isn’t here, your safe.” But something was so worrying about his sentence because as he finished the sentence he looked around as if he was looking for him to be sure himself.
“Okay... Were are we Dillon?” I questioned
“I use to live here, ages ago. No one else lives here, probably no one knows the house is here, we’re in the middle of the woods.”
“Okay…” I stared at him for several seconds and then whispered “I love you.”
“I love you so much Charlea! I promise you, I will do everything I can to protect you” he brought both his hands up and placed them either side of my face “I will not let you die, even if that means making you a vampire. I cannot live without you.” He sent my heart flying, I’d never felt like this before. It was going to be me and him forever, right?