Madly in love with twins

Disbelife, fright, and bites

My neck is so sore. I cry at the profound pain that's throbbing in my neck. The bite wasn't sharp its like he just bit me. I wipe my eyes because they're blurry from crying. There is a full set of bloody teeth marks in my neck. They are deep. When he bit me I could feel his gums about to go into my flesh too that's how deep it was. I take the brown grainy school paper towels and hold them to my neck. It just keeps falling. I hold my hand to my neck cupping the quickly falling blood. I take my shirt off not caring that I'm in a sports bra. I clog it over my gooey wound. I walk out crying my eyes out as everyone watches me. My bra is soaked with blood. I'm gonna be sick. Feeling my arms and neck and chest covered in my own blood.

AFTER HOSPITAL
My head is pounding they put stitches in so it stopped bleeding.
When they asked me what happened, I just said I got in a fight and the other person bit me. They were more concerned about it getting infected than the actual story. I sit down on my couch. Someone calls my phone.
"Hello is this Luna?"
"Um yes may I help you?"
"I'm sorry to tell you that you're mom got shot to death during a robbing." I drop the phone and scream in pure hatred. I sob and sob into the couch.

~six painful hours later~

My eyes are so red and puffy. What is my life. I can't handle this pain. I get my black jacket and go to the corner store.
I bought three bottles of vodka. I look Across the street to see two guys smoking pot. Maybe they'll do a trade. I open up a bottle and take a swig. It reminds me of rubbing alcohol on cuts. The smell. I start across the street towards them.

"I'll give u a bottle if I can have some."
They looked at each other and smirk.
"Sure." Both of them smell heavily of it .
The trade was quick and easy. The way it should be in my opinion.
I brought the pot and booze home. My eyes are so out of tears. I go up to my room and Blair music. I lay down on my bed in my underwear and bra. I sing along to the song way out of tune. I'm crying and laughing. I down the alcohol gaggin it down feeling my stomach heating up.
Digging through my drawers I pull out a pair of blue scissors and a pack of rolling papers from the last time I smoked. The scissors cut the pot up till its at a small enough size to roll.  Carefully I tuck it in and wrap the white paper around it trapping it into a joint shape.
Finally, I throw myself back on my bed and light one end. My lungs fill with thick smoke as I exhale I cough feeling high already.
The rest of the night is a tipsy high blur.

I get up at six o'clock. I'm so lucky. I'm not hungover at all. I grab a brown paper bag and put duck tape around the bottle so you can't tell its vodka. I get dressed in very slutty shorts and a wicked low cut tight black shirt. I walk to school slightly drunk. I walk to my locker and leave my vodka in there. I obviously am sad that my mom got killed but I rarely saw her. And it's not to say that I'm not upset. I'm emotionally wrecked, I just don't have enough energy to be upset anymore.
I swivel around and bump into someone. I look up expecting to see Alec.
"Hello there." I glance at a tall thin man. Brown eyes, black hair. Looks a lot like Alec.
"Hi...."
"My name's Andrew, I'm Alec's brother,"
Out of nowhere, I slapped him dead in the face.
Honestly, I don't know where in the world that came from. Maybe it was adrenaline of hearing his name, or the anger, or the Vodka. Maybe it was a mix of all three.
He didn't have the accent though? He starts laughing. My head spins for a second. Why was he laughing?
God, I wanna kill them.
He is dressed in jeans and a dark blue hoodie. His laughter dies down to a soft chuckle. In a buzzed haze I look him over intently.  I didn't realize he was moving towards me until we were nearly touching chests. He trails his fingers along my bandage seal careful not to touch the middle where the wound was. He slowly takes it off showing the teeth marks. He takes his finger and outlines it. I'm completely frozen as he leans down and kisses it.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I shout once I feel his lips on my painful flesh.
From the vodka I get another surge of bravery and slap him once again. I'm stunned when Andrew is shoved against the locker by Alec. I didn't even see him get here at all. Maybe this vodka is too strong. All I can say is "You two are fucked up." I walk away going into my first block. Like I have time for two sicko brothers.
Yesterday in L.A. We got tables instead of desks. I sat at a table were my desk would be. Each table sits three people. There's plenty of other tables so nobody will sit with me. Letting out a breathe I was holding in for far too long, I sit down and take out my writing book. Today the teacher is gonna show us some stupid movie.
The bell rings signaling a huge crowd of students that pile into the class room. My head is throbbing pretty bad now.
Andrew took a seat on my right side, Alec my left. "Luna I'm so-" I cut Alec off. "If you keep talking, you phsyco son of a bitch, I will take my pencil and drive it into your neck I'm not nearly kidding." He try's to talk but I hold my pencil up. He shuts me. Andrew snickers. I glare at him. I feel someone's hand go over mine. I see Alec smiling weakly. I take my newly sharpened pencil and stuck it into his hand. It went just through the meat and was pierced perfectly between two veins. How I managed that I have no clue.
"How does it fucking feel you pervert." I hiss quietly through my teeth. He groans and takes the pencil out.
I'm shocked to see there's not a whole lot of blood. Actually, the only trace of blood was on my pencil. The red was staining the shaving laced top of my writing utensil. I just stair at it in disbelief.
"Busted" Andrew hooted. "What do you mean 'busted', Andrew? Why isn't there blood!" I spit. "While unlike my brother in proud of what we are, isn't that right Alec?"
"And what would that be, Andrew?" I ask. The lights shut off as the whole class takes their seats. The movie starts playing at the front of the room making it like a theater.
I feel someone get close to my ear. "Vampires." He whispers  seductively.
I look at Alec. "You sick fucker! You bit me an made me bleed because you go to like some extreme vampire cosplay shit?" I whisper scream at him.
I don't want the classes attention on us rather than the movies. He shook his head no and was about to explain.
"Hah! I knew those were your teeth marks Alec! Your taste in women is getting better." Andrew looked at me and winked.
"Please Luna, I really like you.." Alec pleads.
I got so mad! He. Fucking. Bit. Me. I have a massive injury on my fucking neck from the guy who supposed to like me?
"Well guess what Alec?" In a fit of anger, I turn to Andrew and kiss him on the lips. He stands up first pulling me up with him. The whole time the kissing hasn't stop. He puts his hands on my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck.
Wow he was a good kisser. I break the kiss leaving a grinning Andrew. "Maybe I don't like you." I walk out of the dark room with my heart pumping a mile a minute.