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Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Louis' POV

I raced into the woods, panic making me go faster than usual. I didn't stop until I reached the trees, where I started to go berserk.

I can't believe I almost killed June! What was happening to me?! I yelled out angrily and tried tearing out my hair, which was rather painful and impossible.

What was this feeling I had for June? I didn't have it on purpose, in fact I would rather hate her than... love her, I guess? I wrinkled my nose. Gross. Love June? Impossible.

But my feelings (since I don't have a heart) were thinking differently. All those things I said to her when she entered the one room she wasn't supposed to: I meant them all. And I admired her because of that. Though I suppose admiration could turn into adoration, and adoration into affection, and affection into....

"Ah! Gross!" I yelled again, then clapped a hand over my mouth. I was so immature. How could June stand me? That's a good question.

She had sounded concerned earlier when she was talking to me. Did she actually care about me? I found myself hoping so, but I pushed it away.

No, she was probably hoping that I would die. But I wasn't draining anyone for her sake. I knew how much she hated it, and how much she hated me. I saddened, stopping for a moment. She hated me....

"Snap out of it!" I ordered myself aloud. "Stupid, stupid moron!" I was running out of insults for myself. I couldn't find enough.

These feelings, they weren't fair to June. I couldn't... fall for her, because she clearly didn't feel the same way.

But why did I fall for her? There's just something about her, I guess.... Maybe there was something more to me kidnapping her.

Well, either way, she knew now. I'm not sure what the hell I was thinking, confessing to her while she was hiding in a room full of dead bodies.

I winced. I should've gotten rid of them sooner. Now thanks to my laziness, June wouldn't ever like me....

My shoulders hunched. She didn't know the real me. Sure, I was a vampire, and vampires are hardly likable. But I was different on the inside, I knew I was. I didn't like killing people or drinking their blood or kidnapping. I just wanted to be normal.

Normal. That's what June would look for in a guy. And I was most certainly not normal.

I realized that despite my protests, I was acknowledging that I liked her. A lot. Shit, I thought bitterly. Oh well, there's not really much I could do about that. You can't make someone's love go away.

I nearly slapped my own face. Love?! Well, that escalated quickly. I don't think I picked her as my mate, fate did. But I was okay with that. After all, she was June.

I smiled to myself, something I hadn't done in a long time. I'd tell her. I'd make her understand. I wasn't like the others.

I made a face. Others.... Someday, Fin would pay.

I ran back to the house. I hoped June would listen to me. I didn't want to lie to her anymore. I'd changed because of her.

I found her still in my room, and she jumped when she saw me. Immediately her overwhelming scent engulfed me, and I swallowed nervously. This was going to be a lot harder than I thought. After all, I hadn't drained a person for... how long now? I couldn't remember.

"L-Louis?" June stammered nervously. "Are you okay?"

Yep, that definitely sounded like true concern. Or for all I knew, she was still hoping for my death. But all the same, who could blame her?