“What so you mean they were her parents?” asked Zayn, his angry aroma seemingly waning as it was replaced with shock and disbelief.
“Your first kill! Those people, they were her mother and father! And the little girl…”
Zayn’s head quickly turned to me. “That why she smells so familiar” he said just loud enough for me to hear.
“Y-you knew?” I asked Harry wiping away the tears the fell down my face uncontrolably. He turned to me, pity laced through his pretty green eyes which were begining to look more and more evil as I spent more time with the boy.
“I just didn’t want to make things worse” he said walking up to me and offered me his hand, but I just buried myself deeper into the corner of the wall. He gave me a weird look then realized that he was covered in blood.
“How could you keep that from me?” I asked through the tears. “YOU MONSTER!” I screamed making fists with my tiny hands but unable to throw them at the towering figure.
Harry opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. I looked up at the other boys; they were also covered in blood with shocked eyes.
Harry took a step back.
“I-I think I’m going to go upstairs,” I said as I ran past them.
As soon as I got to the top of the stairs I didn’t know where to go. I didn’t want to see Harry right now and I couldn’t go into the other boy’s rooms. I ran down the long hallway looking for an empty room with a lock on it.
I opened one door to find Niall’s clothes strewn all over the floor. I kept going then opened another door to see a very clean room with few possessions, obviously Liam’s. I kept going until I opened the door to a small room with one window and no curtains. I looked around; it was completely empty except for a small bed in the corner.
I quickly closed the door, locked it. I let out the breath hat I didn't realize I was holding as I pulled my legs to my chest.
I finally knew what it felt like. Every night these boys were leaving the house to go eat, they talked about it like they were just picking up some food so that was how I saw it. But in reality they were eating innocent people with families and friends. I never realized the impact they must have on people until I was one of them.
There was a knock on the door.
“Jade?” asked the familiar voice.
The door handle jiggled and I quickly pushed myself away from the small wooden barier and ran under the bed.
“Jade I can get in. Jade! Just open the door.” He said sounding slightly angry.
I was now shaking uncontrolably under the bed wrapped in a ball. I had already been aprehensive about trusting Harry again, and I thought I did. But now sitting here, under this weak old bed while he stood outside that door my suspisions were confirmed.
“If I have to break down this door I am going to be very mad” he said still fiddling with the door handle, the anger i nhis voice evident.
“One.”
I hugged my knees closer and closer as if they could protect me form the wrath of Harry that was about to break through the door.
“Two”
I squeezed shut my eyes and held my breath trying to be quiter.
“Three” said Harry calmly.
Everything was silent only scaring me furthur. I peaked out from under the bed and as soon as I did the door was thrown halway across the room. I assumed my position again crossing my fingers that he hadnt seen me.
“Get out form under the fucking bed Jade I can see you.” He said.
I stayed put.
“GET OUT!” he screamed. The bed that had once given me a flase feeling of security was suddenly lifted from above me and I was left curled in a ball feeling exposed.
I looked up at Harry. My vision was blurry through the tears but I could see the blood all over him and his golden eyes. I was lifted up and pressed against the wall.
“What did I do wrong?” he asked.
I struggled to get out of his grip but he was too strong.
“WHAT?!” he asked.
“Harry put her down, you just need to talk about this.” said Liam from the door.
“GET OUT!” he screamed.
“Harry-“
“GO!”
Liam slowly backed away sensing the tension in the air. Thanks Liam, just leave me here to die just because Harry is in one of his moods.
I clenched my fists; it was my turn to be angry.
“I sit there, and I tell you my biggest secret, I tell you how everyone thought I was insane my whole life and you just forget to tell me that the boy in the next room did it?!”
Harry started squeezing me harder.
“We are vampires Jade, what the hell do you expect. Your parents were just a piece of meat jut like the rest of you”
“DON’T TALK ABOUT THEM LIKE THAT!” I screamed back spitting in his face
Harry laughed the gold in his eyes growing “And you are too!” he said. “I have been trying so hard not to bite you and you haven’t even noticed!”
His eyes started turning red around the pupil and I knew what was coming.
“If you love me,” I say wincing from the pain on my shoulders. “Then you wont bite me”
“On the contrary love. You are mine and regardless of how much I love you I am going to bite you,” he said
With one swift movement Harry sunk his fangs into my neck. I wanted to scream but I couldn’t. I tensed up every muscle in my body and let out little whimpers, gasps. Harry let my feet touch the ground but put his hand behind my neck so that he could keep going. I could feel the blood leaving my veins. My legs started to give out and fell to the ground.
Harry pulled back and just looked at me.
What hurt even more then the two holes in my neck was that Harry was even hungry he just did it out of spite. To show me who was boss, that he could do whatever he wanted with me.
I tried to get up so that I could make a stand but just ended up falling again. I tried to say something but nothing came out. The other boys walked into the room. They all looked at me in shock, Niall’s eyes turned red and he took a step closer.
I looked up at Harry, His eyes were green again and he looked completely shocked.
The last thing I saw was Louis and Zayn lead Niall out of the room and Harry drop to his knees before everything went black.
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