Chapter Eight

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Fang Prov

I stare at Luna as she left my room, then rub my thumbing cheek where she slap me, more like she hit me with a brick. I don't blame her, what came over me, and what would have I done if she didn't stop me.

I was just going to drink her blood, not make out with her neck; I'm lucky to still me alive and bullet free. 

"What was I'll thinking," I ask aloud, but there was no answer, it would been kinda weird if there was.

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"Hey Freddie," some blond chick said who name I forgotten. She was hot, but that about it, she was just a empty shell with hormones. "Do you want to continue what we was doing the other day," she said in a seductive voice, which in reality didn't effect me at all, what does is the blood pumping though her heart. 

"Sure," I said, not really planning on doing what she wants, just taking her blood, and go. There was only one problem I couldn't, even though there wasn't anything stopping me from doing so. It was like my body was rejecting the mere thought of it, so I just ended up saying a quick goodbye and headed toward the exit where Luna was waiting.

Luna took one glace at my eyes, and knew that I didn't feed, "so what happen, the teachers caught you or something." she ask scribbling on that notebook of hers. 

"No, I just didn't feed like feeding today." 

She rolled her eyes, "yeah right, what was the real reason," she ask. I chooses not to answer since I already told her why. "what ever, you don't have to tell me. Man, sometimes you make me wish that  rouge did kill you, and I wouldn't be stuck with a partner like yourself." she said.

I lean forward and whisper in her ear, "yeah but you would miss me," then I blew behind her ear, for some unknown reason.

"Fang," she snap grabbing for her gun, just to realize that she didn't bring it with her. Knowing I

 was safe I did it again, even though she would kill me later. She turns around and send her fist toward my face, and I caught it, which is odd, since I never even thought about doing that before.

Before I knew what I was doing, I genitally pulled her forward, and kissed her on the lips, with the single thought 'I'm so dead'.

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