I looked out at the darkness of the night, trying to find whatever Cilly was staring at. I scanned over the trees, finally realizing what Cilly was staring at-a pair of yellow eyes glowing.
"Is that-"
"Yeah. He wants to talk to us about something. I can read his mind from here, but he wants to talk to Dylan and Quez." She sighed, turning to face me. "They haven't talked in years. They used to be best friends and know, we have to find away to.. make their little bromace happen again." She smiled, but jumped at the hissing/growling noise behind us. We both turned, seeing all of the guys-their teeth were sharp and their eyes glowed. "Damn it."
"Where is he?" Marquez growled, holding Dylan back from attacking either one of us. Dylan's eyes were a bright glowing red, his chest was in caving and out caving as he stared at us. Marquez was a little calmer, but he still was ready to kill someone. He clenched his fist- "Where the hell is he!?"
"I-i dont know what you're talking about.." she stuttered, and Dylan growled, making us both jump. Marquez pulled me over, putting his index and middle fingers against my neck. Glarring down on me with those golden eyes.
"Where is he?" I gulped, glancing over at the trees where I last saw him-seeing that he wasn't there anymore.
"He was here and now he isn't."
"She's not lying." He sighed, removing his fingers and looking over at Dylan who was glarring at both Cillyy and I.
"He'll be back."
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"You know there are more things than just vampires and werewolves.. right?" I looked at her with wide eyes, sitting on the bed across from him. "And if you werent so nice, you'd probably be one."
"Be one what?" Cillyy looked back down at her phone, shrugging a bit-not wanting to tell me. I shrugged, laying back down on Quez's thigh. He ran his fingers through my hair, and his hand roamed down my side, bending down to peck my forehead. I sat up, sitting in his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck as I kissed his big, pink lips.
"Get a room, dammit!" Cilly yelled, throwing a pillow at me, and knocking me over. I pouted, glaring at her.
"This is my room!" I yelled, throwing it back to her, missing and hitting Dylan. He growled, throwing it at Quez.
"Dude, what the fu-"
"Yo." Jerek yelled, grabbing the pillow we were throwing, "Sorry to interrupt your little pillow fight, princesses. We were invited to a party. Get dressed. Appropriately." he smirked, licking his lips before walking back out. When I looked back at Quez he was smirking at Dylan-both chuckling in a creepy way.
"What..the-"
"Get dressed."
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"Well you look hot." Cillyy says, looking over me as I put my hair up in a flowing ponytail.
"Thanks." I smirked, as she finished tying her bandana. "Lets go." She followed me down to the living room, where Quez and Dylan were. They both wore plaid button up shirts and bagging skinny jeans.
"Are you ready for your first human?" Marquez asked as we walked out. I looked over at him, biting my lips I nodded. I wasn't sure if I was or not. Am I ready to take an innocent life? I sighed, glancing over at him again.
"Yo, Quez. You smell that?" Zain asked, looking around.
A deep growl came from behind us,
"Looking for us?"
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