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11. Love isn't every thing Ya' know?

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             II  Faye's P.O.V II

                         I sat on the couch, flipping through a magazine. It was so F'ing boring here with Stefan, Tyler, Caroline and Jeremy. All Caroline and Tyler did was have 24 hour make-out sessions most of time and no one wants to hear that so... yeah. Well, the least I could do was tease Stefan. >;D. Oh, this'll be fun. Real fun. I felt hot breath on my neck. 

                "You're standing behind me aren't you, Stefan?" I asked. I could feel a smirk grow on his face. 

                "Maybe. Maybe not." He said. I rolled my eyes and stood up. I walked into the kitchen and poured a glass of "wine". I gently set it down on the counter and then walked over to where the sugar was. I grabbed the sugar and turned around. Stefan was there in front of me. I looked him up and down. I tried pushing him out the way but he wouldn't budge. 

              "C'mon, Stefan. Be a good little bloodsucker and move." I said, trying to go around him. He smirked. 

              "Nah. I think I'll just stay here." He said. He knew he was annoying me. I exhaled slowly, calming my nerves. 

             "Look, Stefan, I don't need your bullshit right now, okay? I have better things to deal with. Now, if you don't move away from me within two seconds, your life will be over in less than a second. Meaning, you'll be dead before you even blink. So, I suggest you move your ass out of the way." I threatened. He knew I wasn't kidding. He quickly moved out of the way and ran upstairs. I could hear Tyler cracking up. I smiled and sprinkled a bit of sugar into my "wine"-well, not even a bit, it was more like the whole thing. I stirred it and then plumped myself onto the couch.  

                    Just when I was about to take a sip of my "wine", the door burst open. There stood someone I hadn't seen in a long time. Josh Underhill. He was my kind-of-ex-boyfriend. I hated him. I covered my face with the magazine I was reading earlier, hoping he wouldn't see me.  

                      "Does anyone know where Faye Pierce is?" He asked, looking around. 

                      "Yeah, she's right over--" Tyler half-way answered before I cut him off. 

                      "TYLER SHUT UP!!!" I shouted. I hadn't realized I had just blew my cover. Josh smiled and then walked over to me. A look of confusion formed on my face. He was leaning in towards me. Before I knew it, the vampire in me exploded and I struck. 

                      "FAYE, NO!!" Stefan shouted.

                              The blood. It tasted so good. So sweet. Feeling slightly turned on by the taste, I continued to feed on this tasty morsel. I heard him scream but I didn't care. I held him tighter, trying to get more blood out of him. Josh was getting pale. Before I knew it, I was slammed against the wall. I hissed, blood dripping from my mouth. Stefan hit the wall, making me jump. 

                "Get off of me, Stefan!" I shouted. I hissed again. 

               "Not until you promise not to do that again." Stefan said. His facial expression was serious. I rolled my eyes. 

               "Sure. Whatever. Now, get off of me." I said, pushing him off of me. I wiped the blood off of my mouth and walked upstairs. I plumped myself on my bed, jammed Fireflight-Core Of My Addiction on my Ipod and then fell asleep.

                      Salvatores. I swear, they're nerve-racking. But, why was I in love with one then?

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