Chapter 3: I dont remember

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~Stiles POV~

I saw anhora on the ground bleeding out. I dropped the heart that was in my hand and went over to her and fed her my blood. "Had she seen what I did, she can't know I'm a monster." I thought to myself.

I picked up her phone and looked at her stuff to see if I could find a address. I found her address and picked her up from the ground and vamped speed to her house.

When I got to her house , I opened the door which wasn't locked and took her to her bed. I thought I would stay but I had to take care of the body. So I left.

~Anhoras POV~

I woke up to the sound of a door slam.
My head was hurting and my neck was aching.

"Where am i?" I asked myself.

I looked around.

"I'm at home." I said and realizing where I am.

"How did  I get here?" I asked afraid.

I looked at my clothes.

"Is that blood?" I asked looking at my shirt.

I took off my shirt and shorts and changed into pajama pants and a tank top. I walked down stairs and stopped by the headache I got.

"Ahhh!" I said in pain.

I started to remember what happened.

"Jermey." I said remembering him sucking my blood.

"The party, drugs." I said remembering the the rave.

"Stiles." I said getting to the last step and falling.

But someone stopped me and put me on the couch. I looked up and saw stiles.

"You!" I screamed getting up from the couch.

"Calm down." He said.

"You killed jermey." I said backing up.

"No, well yes but----" He said getting cut off by me.

"But he was sucking my blood and you ripped out his heart which means you saved me." I said realizing it.

"Yes, and I healed you." He said.

"How?" I asked.

"With my blood." He said.

"How does your blood heal people and how did you rip out jermey's heart." I asked.

"Because of what I am." He said walking closer.

"What are you?" I asked curious.

"I'm a vampire." He said.

"A what?" I asked not knowing if I heard him right.

"A vampire." He said getting closer.

"Really?" I said frightening.

"Yes." He said standing in front of me.

"Why did you save me?" I asked changing the subject and curious.

"Because your not like other girls. Your different." He said.

"Um, duh. But why me?" I asked.

"Because I like you and your not afraid of me." He said.

"Actually, I'm freaking out inside but I can't seem to move my feet to run." I said.

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