Chloe isn't your average happy teen you would see walking down the streets of sydney, Australia. She's broke, lonley, and depressed. Chloe thinks life couldn't get any worse for her.
But what happens when a certain vampire named Luke Hemmings kidnap...
A/N: here's a pic if me to let u know I'm not dead! /0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0/0
•{Chloe's POV}•
I woke up at 6 the next morning with a very nauseating feeling in my stomach making me rush to the toilet. I made it just in time and spewed my guts into the toilet.
My throught burns and my head is pounding. Just when I thought it was over I felt the need to throw up again so I lent over the toilet letting out the contents of my stomach. I felt Luke pull my hair back into a makeshift ponytail. Whispering soothing words into my ear.
"Shhhhhhh, it's okay" "relax" he kept repeating. I finally finished and he wiped a cloth over my face gently getting the sweat off my face. He helped me stand up and walked me over to the sink and held me up while I brushed my teeth.
He carried me over to the bed and sat me on the bed and helped me get under the covers. He kissed my forehead whispering a small "I love you". That's all I heard before I passed out cold.
(Luke's POV)
I knew why she threw up. The process has begun. I know, your probably like 'what process'. Well there's a process you have to go through when you find your mate to have a full connection. Step 1: obviously, find your mate, 2: get your mate pregnant, 3: turn them.
Just one more step to go. God, please don't let her hate me when I tell her. I would never be able to live with myself if she hated me. To pass time I decided to call The guys over and chat for a bit.
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"So I have something you guys should know" I said lowly. They gave me looks as to say 'move on' so I continued. "Well, second step accomplished" is all I needed to say for them to understand what I was getting at. "Luke that's awesome", "your gonna be a dad", "awwww, congrats luke" was all thrown at me at ounce. "Thank you gu-".
We were interrupted by this loud thump and a muffled scream come from upstairs. We sped into my room to find Chloe no where to be found and the window wide open.
I instantly start panicking. I start looking for a note, a sign, something to help me find out who took her. After 2-3 minutes of looking around I spotted a note taped onto the windowsill.
Dear Luke, I have your precious pregnant little friend with me. If you ever want to see her again meet me at the old worn down ware house on kings dr. At 11:45 p.m. DONT BE LATE OR YOULL REGRET IT.
P.s: good luck ~Ben
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Haha. I'm evil!
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