Lovely

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'Bahibak. Tave myliu. Te amo. Te dua. Love ya. I heart you. Ily. In other words 'I love you.' Three meaningless words that humans in our day and age just throw around in unless situations. I should know, I am 2576 years of age after all. The way they chose to use or say these words has become more and more pathetic as the years have gone by. From saying it directly, to writing letters, to writing songs, to inventing sign language, and finally to saying it over technology, as if they can't take it and lie to the opposite sex like they used to in the good old days.

As a children we are swayed by our parents teaching and mannerisms that love actually exists, and thus leading us to fantasise about their future 'true loves' and as they grow older, substituting the once delusional feeling of love for sex and lustful thinking. Encouraging the children of current and future generations to become more mature and less innocent than what they once used to be.' Lucy thought to her self as she left Mega Monte Motel, in other words triple M and entered her cherry red Ferrari 458. She turned on the engine and took a deep breath licking the blood off of her lips.

"I love you." 'Bullshit'. She pulls out of the parking lot and drives home. She arrives to a 2 story villa beach house. She opens the door and is given a warm welcome by her 2 year old golden retriever. "Your the only one that loves me." She says to the dog as he licks her face. *ring ring* her phone rings

"Hello?"

"Hey girl, where you at? We supposed to be going for shots tonight, tomorrow's full moon remember." Kaitlyn, why did you have to remind me. "Hello are you still there? Hello. Bitch are you deaf?"

"No, I'm her, I'll be there in 20 minuts wait for me." 'Sorry spike I'll be home in a month, take care of yourself.' Lucy thought to herself as she left her house to go back into the main city. She arrives at the pub and immediately is greeted by her friends.

"Girrrrlllll, where have you been." Kaitlyn her best friend States. "Look at all these hot guys you've been missing out on." She says as I glance at all the guys in the bar until one especially hot guy catches my eye.

"Hey look at that guy over there 6 o'clock." I state as she turns her head. "Brown hair grey shirt. He's mine." I say signifying which guy I'm talking about" 'he's really hot. Too hot, but he's not in the VIP section so he isn't a vampire . He's drinking beer so he's not a ware wolf. Witches are band from this bar. But he is way too hot to be human.'

"I'm going in for the kill, let's go dancing." We go onto the dance floor and I dance in such a way that he can clearly see me. My hair is already down so I brush my fingers through it unintentionally revealing the most of my neck. The song is upbeat and I can't help jumping making my pencil dress slowly slide up my thy and exposing my legs, and my boobs jump up and down making them more noticeable than they already are. I glance at him and bite my lip seductively and start to move slowly indicating my need for a dancing partner. He finishes his beer and starts to approach me. I continue dancing and start to slowly approach him as well.

"Need someone to keep you company babe 'couse I know just the guy." I hear a voice say behind me. Instinctively I turn around losing focus on my pray and see a very tall guy, 6.5 at the smallest smirking. He has dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. A chizzled jaw and small lips. You could see his muscles through his tight shirt waiting to break free. He is a ware wolf.

He grabs my arm, spins me around and grabs my waist and starts dancing. Without realising it I notice myself dancing along with him. He starts to kiss my neck forcing me to bend my head in the opposite direction and bite my lip seductively resisting the urge to moan. Soon I notice my pray making his way out the door, in attempt to run after him wolf guy pulls me back and I bite my lip a little too hard and I start to bleed but it heals quickly because I am a vampire.

"Want to go somewhere more, private." He whispers in my ear. Angrily I imagine ripping wolf boys head off right now for making me lose my pray but I can't, the VDRA (Vampire disciplinary reestablishment association) will be after me forever this time.

"Sure." I say facing him waiting for his response.

"Good because I know the perfect place." He says as he grabs my writs and drags me up stairs to the provided rooms. We arrive in a spacious room that has nothing but a bed and a mirror in it. And I smirk.

He roughly pushes me again the wall and starts to kiss me. For a big guy his kisses are soft and boring. I spice the mood up a little and start to kiss him roughly making this a little more interesting for me. He grabs me and pushes me onto the bed and rips his shirt off and growls. Sending chills down my spineless back. He pounces on me and just before he slams his lips on mine I have his head in a choke hold.

"You made me lose my pray, this is what you get for making me lose my pray." I say as I mercilessly break his spine resulting in his death.

*clap clap clap* "Well done." A shadowy figure hiding behind the door says. "Pray?, then again I always hated warewolfs."

"Who are you?" I says as I get off the bed. He slams the door shut with his foot and walks towards me. "I'm your....'Pray'.