DHAMPIR

4

Getting home after the long day. I head inside seeing the house is almost done being set up. "Good your home. I didn't touch your room but all your furniture's set up and we bought you a new mattress and comforter set to go with your room." My mom says handing me a pouch. "We have contacts, just drink it." She says and I nod tasting the blood but instantly running for the sink to spit it out. "I hate that one. It tastes like cigarettes and beer. Not that I know what is like." I say looking back at my mom. "We will keep trying." She says and I nod heading upstairs.

Getting my room in order finally after four hours I'm falling on my bed with a huff. "Luckily they didn't give any homework out." Closing my eyes for a moment I sit up suddenly when I hear a laugh in the distance. It's Stiles and I furrow my brows and sit up straight. Going to my Bay Window I look out and wait for his voice again. Why does his scent entice me? Stepping away from the window I head to my parents and smile at them. "So that journal you have. Can I read it?"

"Yeah it's upstairs in my nightstand." My dad says before I nod and race back upstairs to grab the journal.

Walking into my room I sit at the bay window and open it. The binding is weathered and old leather sits in my grasp. "To my darling Brea, you will need this in the years to come to help guide you." Love mom&dad.

Vampires have roamed the earth for centuries. Your father is part of a powerful line of vampires who were wards for the vampires in Romania. That's where I met him and fell in love. I was his blood singer. My voice is what drew him to me, then my scent, and finally my blood. It's hard to overcome bloodlust with your blood singer. You must learn control Brea, it's the only way. I was never turned, opting to remain human longer so you could grow to learn both sides of you well. Human and Vampire. Certain blood types and scents will call to you. Only a true blood singer will match you for eternity if you so choose. You will be immortal and age slowly. You will be very strong and might develop other abilities. Your only weaknesses is beheading and a stab to the heart with a silver stake. Silver Weakens you, nightshade is poisonous along with mistletoe. As you read along your father and I will write bits of our lives for you and how to control your vampiric side.

Love you darling. -mom

Closing the book I look out the window to see the setting sun. I wonder if it's Stiles. Doubtful. I haven't wanted to dig into his throat yet. My phone dings and I open it up to see Lydia texted me. "Party Friday at my house. Forgot to tell you."

"I'll be there."