A/N: please play song on the side. also picture of her outfit to the side>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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I stood outside of club blue in a large line being brushed up againsted my strangers and creepers but i didn't mine tonight was the night that i would get my revenge, Strayer would pay for what she had done to me.
the line moved quickly and soon i was inside the listening to Paramore, the bouncer never even asked for the fake id i was carrying he just lifted the rope and let me in mumbling something about me being too sexy to stand outside.
Making my way to the bar i shifted my eyes so that i could search the crowd for whom i was there for, she wasn't hard to fine with her pale almost white hair and huge eyes.
i made my way over to her " Strayer" i called out.
her eyes locked with mine and they became wide as i closed the space between us.
" Hello Vicktoria, i'm guessing you came to kill me" she smiled.
" You guessed right, so shall we get this over with"
" Not yet, i would at least like to dance and talk abit"
" what ever its your last breath"
" So, how was it?" she asked grinding her body into mine.
" how was what?"
" your first feed, feeling the power surge through you"
" Better than sex"
" Considering what you've had in the past i should hope so"
" Don't talk about them like that"
" Don't tell me your still in love with them?"
" And so what if i am?"
" Sorry to break it to you toots but they don't love you, they killed your bestfriend, they've already replaced you"
" Replaced me?"
" Yeah with a blond, Erica i think her name is"
My blood boiled, but i didn't let it show
" How'd they kill her?"
" Wait you don't know? it was sad really they bled her out and set her body on fire"
I could feel my anger getting the best of me, i was about to shift
" where are they?"
she took a marker out of her bra they live at this adress now.
she wroke the adress on my arm and put the marker away.
" how long was i in that grave?"
" 4 weeks, so a month"
" how long before the replaced me?"
" a few day's i think"
" thanks you've been a big help"
before she could respond i dragged my claws across her neck but fo good measure i sank a dagger into her belly button dragging it upwards. " Pay backs a bitch"
I dragged her body to the empty bathroom and set it on fire.
Her words danced around in my head, " thet killed your bestfriend"
trigging my human flash backs
" can i see Sara?"
" only if you behave"
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" where's Sara?"
" stop worrying about her, she didn't worry about you"
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" what you writing?"
"a letter to Sara"
" Forget about her"
i was in a rage i slammed my hand into the bathroom mirror shattering the glass.
" TIME TO GO HOME TO MY MASTERS!!"
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