Half Vampire Half Fae

Twenty-one

Don't lead me on if you don't want me, or if you're not even sure you want me,then just leave now so I won't fall for you more. Don't feel sorry for me either, just do what you gotta do.

How the hell did you get my number Trevor?! -Regan I thought of all the possibilities but every time it leads back to Alex and Macy because they're the only people here that have my number besides Trevor. This isn't Trevor but he gave me your number- Corvus What the fuck? Do I seem like the type of person to be okay with everyone having my number?

Oh. Remind me to kick his ass later-Regan. I smiled without realizing it. I saved Corvus's number in my phone before changing the song to Drown by Bring Me The Horizon. I looked at the lake thinking how my life is better but worst At the same time since I've been kidnapped, better because I have my friends and I'm stronger than before but worst because now I have something to lose. I felt someone watching me, I turned around to see bright blue eyes, I pulled out one of my ear buds so I could hear what he had to say. I stared into his eyes, subconsciously holding my breath and furrowing my eyebrows.

"Like what you see?" He asked, raising an egotistical eyebrow. I frowned and turned back to the lake trying to ignore him. I felt him sit by me but I ignored him, I kept thinking about a lot of the shit I've gone through, my fingers itched to hold that razor. Suddenly it was too much so I grabbed my backpack from behind me and took out my pencil sharpener, forgetting Corvus was sitting next to me.

I frantically took apart the sharpener until I could hold onto the razor. I looked down and saw I was wearing jeans. "Fucking shit, the one time I need to cut since that one day in my bathroom and I'm wearing damn jeans." I mumbled under my breath as I rolled up my jacket sleeve. Corvus was still staring at me shocked, so I carried on not caring that he was watching he wouldn't care anyways. I knew the blade was iron by the slight burning on my fingers but that made me excited to see the cut will finally last more than thirty minutes.

I had sliced my arm so deep a fountain of blood ran down my arm. It sucks I was just getting better and now I'm not. I was so distracted by the flow of blood running doen my arm I didn't notice Corvus took my razor away from me, I didn't care either I've already did the damage he's only preventing me from doing more. I looked at him to see him staring at my arm hungrily or enviously?

I looked back down to see the blood flow had slowed down and the cut wasslowly healing. A relaxed smile crossed my lips. My favorite metal is now iron. I knew it would take a few days for the scar to fully heal, if it did. I sat and watched the blood flow, damn now I need to drink blood before I vamp out on someone I actually care about like Macy or Ale- I smelled blood in the air, blood that wasn't mine. I looked over to Corvus to see if he smelled it too only to be shocked.

I saw the blood coming from his arm, the relaxed smile on his lips and the bloody razor in his right hand. I could see it but some how I couldn't put the pieces together. He doesn't seem like the type of person to cut. He's good looking, a booty call every night, friends, why would he cut? By the time I snapped out of my trance and saw Corvus looking at me. "What?" I asked, not liking that look in his eyes. I hate how everyone looks at me like that just because I make myself feel pain. If it wasn't for me cutting before I got kidnapped I would have screamed and suffered more.

"It's just I wouldn't think you'd cut after you were tortured, it's just odd." Corvus explained but the look in his eyes was still there. "Yeah well I would've been tortured more if I hadn't cut before I was tortured." I replied nonchalantly and shrugged my shoulders. "You cut?" I asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "It doesn't matter." He retorted, getting up and stalking off not bothering to use vampire speed. I hand a sudden urge to like the blood off my arm, so I did not thinking about how nasty it would appear to anyone other than a vampire.

I walked back to school, trying to push Corvus's random change of mood from my mind. My brain wouldn't let it go, I swear sometimes my mind hates me. I went to class, confused and hurt. I didn't have much time to dwell on it however, because as soon as I walke into the school I was washed into the ocean of people. I just got to where I wasn't getting my feet stepped on or my sides elbowed when the crowd dispersed and only a few people remained. I was walking down the hall when I heard someone call out. "Hey bitch!" I knew immediately it was a guy, and by the velvety flow of his voice he's a vampire.

I kept walking, Ignoring the hairs on the back of my neck and the goosebumps on my arms. That's when I felt the most painful thing since the day Claire broke my ribs, when I was sent flying into the wall and a weight pressed me, until I almost became one with the wall. "When I'm talking to you, you don't walk away from me." The voice growled into my ear, the same voice that called out earlier. "I didn't realize you were talking to me." I ground out as I tried not to whimper in pain. He turned me to face him.