? POV (last Night)
"What the fuck Sunwoo?!" Was the first thing I heard as soon as I walked through the door. "Where the hell have you been?!" I roll my eyes. "Not here obviously." I meet Sangyeon's dark eyes and I slightly smirk. "Enough with the shit Sunwoo... Where were you?"
I walk past him into the living room and sit on the couch. "I'll tell you when you guys stop being pissy with me." They all become quiet and sit down in the living room. "I was just simply sucking every little bit of human life right out of Emma."
I smirk seeing the guys faces turn into shock and they pretty much jump in there seat's. Kevin lunges forward and gets on top of me, grabbing the collar of my shirt. "You fucking killed her?!" Kevin lands a hard punch to my face before he is ripped off of me by Jacob.
"Well yes but she'll be back..." there eyes widen. "Where is she? Is she here?" Haknyeon asks. "Nope."
"We have to go get her! Fucking idiot why did you not take her with you?!" Juyeon snaps. "No we are staying here I wrote a note to her, that she will find when she wakes up, but starting tomorrow at noon she has 24 hours to run and hide one last time before we take her for good. I just wanna see how long are precious little doll lasts. Which wont be long..."
"Why the fuck would you do that?! Will lose her again, hell we might not be able to even find her again! This was a one time thing Sunwoo and you just fucked it up!" Changmin growls heading towards me but is stopped by Chanhee.
"Your forgetting one thing squirrel bitch. I bit HER. Making her a damn blood sucker as well. And do you know what that means?" I say leaning forward towards Changmin.
"If you guys make eye contact..." Changmin starts.
"You'll be linked..." Hyunjae finishes.
"Exactly."
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Fanfiction"I want you to feel my breath on your neck" (This is not a Y/n story. Sorry! But please read this story i would greatly appreciate it! Also this story will contain swearing and violence and blood so please if that triggers you please don't read or...
