Drunk

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The next morning I awoke to find myself alone in Devin's bed. I sat up slowly, raising my arms above my head, stretching. I let out a small moan, that everyone let's out when they have a good stretch, and jumped when I heard someone chuckling. "Feel good?"

I turned and saw Chris sitting at Devin's desk. I felt my cheeks heat up as I threw the covers off of myself and got out of bed, walking over to him. He stood up, looking down at me. All the feelings I had for him, even if there wasn't many, began rushing back as he stared down at me with his dark brown eyes.

"What are you doing in here?" I managed to get out.

"I just came to inform you that Devin will not be here for the most part of the day." he said, placing a hand on the side of my face.

"Why?" I hissed, pushing his hand away.

"He had to go run some errands, with the guys, so you're stuck with me." Chris said, smiling a little.

I turned away from him, going over to the bathroom. Like hell I was going to be stuck with Chris. I hated him, but at the same time, I [s]loved[/s] him. I turned on the bathroom light and sighed, turning on the faucet and splashing some water on my face.

"There's no use in hiding in the bathroom all day, Kerstin. I really think we could be friends again if you would just learn to trust me." Chris said, from outside of the bathroom door.

He was really pissing me off. I decided to give him a piece of my own mind. I threw the bathroom door open, letting it slam against the wall. "Trust you?! Chris, I hate you! You turned my friends against me and for what?!" I screamed at him, causing him to back up some since he was surprised at how angry I was.

"So I could be with you again." he said, looking down at me.

"I'm with Devin! What part of that don't you understand?" I said.

Chris moved forward, taking my hands in his. "I didn't want to use the guys against you, Kerstin, but it was the only way I knew you'd come back to me." he said, holding my hands tightly.

"I'm only here because you brought me against my will." I said, trying to pull my hands away from him.

He growled and grabbed my wrist roughly, pulling me out of Devin's room and into his own, where he slammed the door behind us, locking it while he was at it. I moved away from him as he stepped forward, grabbing me once again.

"Do you remember all the great times we had here? In this bed, specifically?" Chris whispered in my ear, his lips brushing against my neck.

"Stop.." I said, trying to pull away from him. His grip only tightened, making me whimper in pain.

"You remember, don't you?" Chris whispered, placing a light kiss on the hollow behind my ear.

"Chris..stop, please.." I whimpered.

He turned me around to face him and we stared into each other's eyes. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, harshly. I hesitated but I kissed him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. He pushed me back onto the bed, climbing on top of me.

We stayed in this position, making out. He moved his kisses to my neck and I gasped, grabbing onto his back, when he sank his fangs into my neck, feeding from me. He moaned in pleasure as he pulled his lips back. They were coated with my blood and he was breathing heavily, his eyes a deep shade of ruby.

"Kerstin.." he growled.

"This...this is wrong..." I said, trying to get up.

He pushed me back down. "You feel something for me, I know you do." he said, his eyes beginning to turn back to their lovely shade of brown.

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