The blood ball and the 'accident'.

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Cal

The blood ball was coming up in a few weeks and we needed to find someone to go with. It couldn't be siblings though, it had to be a 'date.' Or a friend. For me, that had to be a girl. The dance was in a few days and I needed to pick someone otherwise I couldn't go to the buffet, I mean attend the ball. That was when I bumped into Cas.

"Watch it!"

"Sorry Caleb."

"It's Cal."

"Sorry Cal."

I stood up and she stood up and got potential dirt off her dress. She laughed nervously. "So, um. I haven't got anyone to go with to the dance. Do you think we could go? As friends?" I grimaced. "Friends?" I spat. I didn't have any friends. She cleared her throat. "As acquaintances? I promise to barely acknowledge you if that makes you feel any better. We don't even have to dance." She winked at me without thinking. I relaxed but when she did that, I was startled. A little blush rose up my face but I recovered. "As acquaintances.....yeah. Sure." We shook hands very awkwardly and I left her in her thoughts. Out of sight of her, I groaned. All that pain for a buffet, I sacrificed my health and mental state for a buffet. I couldn't taste food but still. I need food. Lilith forced herself to take Antonio but she said she took him so they could get away from each other and so she could hide somewhere and check on me. I agreed and we waited for the days to drain past. I was bored and I lay in bed. I can't believe I'm taking someone to the dance, a weirdo. I groaned again and hid under my covers. My new form of protection. I woke up the next morning by Lilith throwing a pillow at me. "The dance is in 1 hour!" She was already wearing a black dress and her hair was the same. I sped around the house and emerged 20 minutes later in a black suit and smart shoes. My hair remained the same.

---------------------------------40 minutes later-------------------------------------------

The dance wasn't half bad. We abandoned our dates and I stood in the corner with Lilith hiding from people. "Cal?" I turned to her. She smiled at me. "Having fun?" I shrugged. "I'd rather be at home personally but the food isn't bad." She laughed and pinched my neck again. She turned to me. "I'll be over there if you need me." I nodded and watched her leave. I walked around for a few minutes until I walked back to my corner. I absent mindedly watched the crowd of people until I felt a knife. I froze. I felt a knife dig right into my heart. I panicked. This wasn't happening. I tried to get it out but I was pushed down to the floor. I looked upwards. Diego stood over me. I felt myself shaking as I felt blood run down me but I narrowed my eyes at him. He smirked at me. "Didn't you get the hint? No-one wants you here." He paused. "And this knife is mine." He reached over and pulled it out of me leaving a hole of blood. I yelled out but he left. I tried hard to hold back tears as I clutched my heart in pain. It was so soon. I tried to yell for Lilith but everyone had already left apart from...

One person. Cecile. Diego's cousin. She had stayed behind, she sat in a corner but she saw me struggling on the floor and ran over. Why? Why did she care? But before I could think of an answer, I saw she was kneeling beside me looking very serious. "What happened?" I glared at her. "Why do you care?" She looked into my eyes. "I'm not like my cousin. I know he did something to you. He was talking about you to his friends." I blinked nervously. I didn't care anymore; I couldn't wing life. I had to take more precautions. I let myself be nervous. "H-He was?" I couldn't believe it. I opened my mouth to speak but I closed it. I looked at her scared. "H-He....W-What did he say about me?" I watched her as she took a breath. "Horrible things. Something about a knife." I couldn't speak so I pointed at my heart. She looked at me darkly and afraid. "He did that?!" I nodded and let tears brim in my eyes. "I shouldn't have trusted him. I just thought he was nice. I was horrible. I bullied people. I thought I was fitting in." I let a tear roll down my eye and I lay on the floor. "I don't deserve to be here. Do I?"

She noticed my pain and lay her hand on mine and used her other hand to heal the blood on me. She couldn't fully heal me. My blinking became slower and I wiped my eyes. "How did you do that?" I sat up and she helped me to my feet. But as soon as I got up, I felt weak. But nevertheless, I looked at her in the eyes. "I guess I owe you. Don't I?" She smiled at me but I didn't smile back. I wanted to but I didn't. I couldn't. So I just nodded and she led me out the building. She led me out by my hand. She was practically running out, I still felt pain so I winced as she led me to a safe place. I froze. She looked over at me as I let go of her hand and lay my hand over my heart, eyes wide. She turned around and lay her hands on my shoulders. I was panicking and she told me to calm down. I glared at her and teleported backwards with my arms crossed. "No." Everything blurred even her face. I wanted to faint. She ran over and took me to a bench to sit down. I took a deep breath and gave her a death stare while putting my hands behind my head. She was watching me really unamused.

"Do you really want to help me? A bully?" I watched her think this through. She raised an eyebrow at me. "You may be a bully but that doesn't mean I'll leave you in that state. I just hope you've learned your lesson and that you should take some precautions." That's my thoughts exactly. Yes, I have learned my lesson. No, I wouldn't have wanted her to leave me dying, it would be a very painful death. Yes, precautions are necessary. I just nodded. "You are right. I have learned my lesson. I am, um, planning to change my ways. Gradually. If you tell anyone else what happened, I will end you." She turned to me quickly. "But, you can't keep this situation a secret from Lilith. What if she needs to know?" I glared at her then sighed and turned away from her. "She's just got too much to worry about right now. She always has." When she asked me to elaborate, I did. I faced her but I avoided her eyes. Great, I'm now shy.

"I was bullied a lot for my condition. I was in some ways, different. I had barely any real friends. I can't count how much I was bullied throughout my existence. I have just grown used to it. I only really have Lilith to guide and help me. I also had someone else to help me, he is gone now." I paused and she asked me a simple question.

"What was his name?"

"Winter."

"What was he like?"

"He was there for me when no-one else was. My parents were worried about me being friends with a werewolf because of the whole full moon situation. But he took potions to keep him safe. I could lie with him under the full moon. People hate all werewolves; they think they are a threat. He wasn't. He kept me safe. We kept each other safe."

"Did Lilith know about him?"

"Yeah. They also got along. We then became so much more. I discovered my liking for him. I dated him secretly. I only told Lilith. I had no friends to tell, they were all toxic. Then, he went away."

My eye twitched and I looked down to the floor with a sigh. "I miss him." She looked at me empathetically and asked me with unease. "Did he know about your condition?" I nodded. "Well, I couldn't worry about that with him. He actually succeeded with making me show that emotion. When he left, I lost it. He supported me when I was bitten, he supported me after. I never deleted his contact or number because of my faith of him coming back." She looked sad but nearly spluttered when I mentioned 'phone.' "Werewolves have phones?" I sighed and put a hand to my face. "Werewolves aren't always in their wolf form you know? They do actually have a life which isn't transforming and howling." She nodded in response and I sighed. She laughed and nudged me in the ribs, cloning my expression. I rolled my eyes and caught her closest hand and my eyes shone red. "Shut. Up." My voice was calm and cool but a slight menace made even me shiver. She stopped laughing and apologised. 

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