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I don't believe him. Vampires don't exist. The only exist in books and movies. They just don't exist!

I'm not believing a word that comes out of any of their mouths. For goodness sake, I don't even know their names! If they want to keep me here, they should be prepared for some questions, and I want answers.

Luke's P.O.V

I closed the door behind me and made my way downstairs.

"I told her we're vampires." I said.

"What did you just say?" Michael asked me, clearly hoping he'd heard wrong.

"I told her we're vampires." I repeated.

I was thrown backwards by Michael. I landed in the middle of the wall behind me, falling to the floor.

"Um... Ow." I said, standing up, accepting the challenge.

"We all know that didn't actually hurt!" Michael spat.

"I know." I replied simply. I rushed forward, punching him in the jaw, causing him to fly backwards and slide along the floor.

He was up in a flash and was in my face.

"You're gonna regret that!" He said.

"I don't usually." I kicked him backwards, but he recovered quicker than before and had me up against the wall. He punched me in the jaw three times.

Calum cleared his throat, "Guys, we have an audience."

Michael stopped and I saw this as my chance to push him off me.

"How long have you been there?" Michael asked the girl. But, she didn't answer. Mistake number one. Michael was known for his anger and we all knew that she was pushing it too far.

"I said, how long have you been stood there?" He repeated, frustration in his voice and on his features.

"I heard what you said. You don't answer my questions," she looked over at me, "I don't answer yours." She turned back so she was looking at Michael, who was getting angrier by the second. From what we all knew, she needed to stop. Michael was going to explode and he is definitely not know for his patience.

"Okay, I'm going to ask one more time, how long have you been there?" Michael said, surprisingly calm. Either he was calm or he was holding back. When she didn't answer for the third time, Michael's fuse went off. He was up the stairs in about two seconds, Ashton hot on his tail. She let out a gasp and fell backwards, seeing as she was only standing on one foot, clearly her foot was injured from the previous events of the night. Before Michael had the chance to leap on her, Ashton pulled him back and threw him over the banister.

"Sorry mate," Calum said, before rushing over to Michael and snapping his neck. The girl screamed.

"You probably shouldn't have done that in front of her," I said to Calum.

"Yep, didn't think of that," Calum replied.

Megan's P.O.V

The brown haired boy snapped his neck. I did the first thing that came to mind... I screamed. The three boys looked at me; I was staring at the boys lifeless body on the floor.

"You killed him!" you said, shocked and scared.

"No, I didn't," the brown haired boy replied.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Clearly you just broke his neck!" I screamed at him.

"Okay, you need to calm down. We will explain everything to you, but you need to calm down," the boy with the slightly curled hair spoke.

At these words I shut up. I wanted to know what they were and why I was there. I made my way to my feet, balancing on my uninjured foot.

"Why don't you stand on both feet?" he asked.

"Because I can't" I replied.

"Why?" he questioned.

"He" I pointed at the boy who I encountered first "dropped me on it and I think I sprained it."

"Do you want me to carry you?" He inquired.

"I'm okay," I replied, even though I wasn't. My headache didn't help with my coordination and the fact that I had to hop was laughable. The first step I took was tiny and I heard a sigh behind me. The next thing I knew I was in his arms; I was very uncomfortable and I wanted to show that I was, so I leaned away from him. He let out a laugh and I glared up at him.

"What?!" I asked.

"Nothing," he replied.

He placed me on the sofa and they all sat as well.

"Okay," the blond one spoke up "lets start with our names. I'm Luke, that's Calum" he pointed to the brown haired boy, who gave you a small smile, "That's Ashton" he was referring to the one who carried me; the one with the curled hair, " and the one over there, that's Michael." He finished.

"By 'the one over there' do you mean the one who's dead?" I asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, well... no," Calum said. "He'll be up in about an hour."

"What do you mean? I watched you break his neck, he's dead," I asked, confused.

"He isn't dead," Calum stated.

"I don't understand," I said.

"Then let us help you understand." Luke offered. When you didn't say anything, he continued. "Like I told you before, we're vampires. We live on human blood and we are immortal. Ashton is 208 years old, Michael's 186, Calum's 153 and I'm 132. Since we are immortal, a broken neck is nothing, so Michael will awaken soon, and when he does, he'll be pissed. You pushed him too far and he will push back. We all have the ability to make your life here a living hell, but if you comply, we don't have to. If you didn't already know, you will remain here with us so that we know that you won't tell anyone else about our existence. I'm sorry this happened to you, but we have no choice. We were taught to be as confidential about our kind as we could be. This is all I am going to tell you, but if you choose to become one of us, this will be a lot easier on all of us." He finished.

"No," I said. "I will never be one of you." I got up and decided that I would have to limp, no matter how much pain it caused me. I winced, but would not accept any help, from any of the boys. I made my way back to the room that they had left me in and slumped against the wall.

What was I going to do?