Chapter 3

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Silver's POV

My stomach tightened, and my mouth wanted to hiss. I controlled my urged though. I'm not gonna out him to everyone. But I am going to kill him, eventually. The world would be such a better place without blood sucking fuck faces. All vampires are douches, by the way. Don't buy the bullshit in twilight. They're all cunts who think they're better than everyone else. Worse than witches. Now, here's some facts. They can hurt us, but can't kill us. We can't necessarily kill them either. We can just make them sleep for a very long time. Or forever if we please. 

In the time that I was plotting how exactly to kill him, or, put him to sleep, Jayy was staring at me. He rolled his eyes while smirking, and walked towards a nice green couch sat in a corner. I thought about how weird that was. I felt like my thoughts were being read, but, vampires usually can't do that, depending on how strong they are. I turned my attention back to Dahvie, who was talking to one of the girls about how nice her hair was. It was beautiful, but if I'm gonna be honest, my hair was better. Although I need to re-dye it, my hair was more vibrant.

You shouldn't be so cocky all the time. It's not a good look on you. My head snapped towards Jayy. What the fuck. Only very fucking powerful vampires can do that. Oh and um, trying to put me to sleep won't work. You're not nearly as strong as I am. Might as well eat my heart out, baby. I looked at him in disgust. Don't call me that, I thought. I heard him chuckle.

I wanted to punch him. He told me not to be cocky, but here he is thinking he's so much better than me. And everyone to be completely honest. I mean, just because you're hot doesn't make you fucking perfect.

But I am perfect. As a witch, you should know that all vampires are perfect. But please do enlighten me on this. Why do you smell so good? Usually a vampire is disgusted by a witches smell. Because I'm not a full blooded witch. I'm half human, and with that being said, you should know that I can physically touch you and fry your ass from the inside out if I wanted to, I thought. I mean, technically I could. But he'd just heal within a matter of three days. But you see Mist, you wouldn't do that. You look at me and you start dripping. I went to go protest but he left my head. I mean, I couldn't really protest, I'd just be lying, but it's wrong of me.

Vampires and witches are supposed to be sworn enemies and to be sexually involved with one is a crime that could get me killed. I wouldn't want to be sexually involved with one, but something about him is so luring. I crave something about him but I can't pick it out quite yet.

I was devoted to find out right then and there, but I couldn't. My glare was still on Jayy, and by the small parting of his lips, I could tell he was smirking. Someone was poking my shoulder, over and over, and I finally turned around to meet the person. It was Moon. The hot girl. The one like me.

"I like your outfit."  She said. I nodded and said thank you. I didn't really know how to respond. She's not a witch, but I'm drawn to her. She's unique and I like that.

"You have very pretty eyes." I responded with a compliment because how else should I have responded? Jayy walked towards the both of us and my entire body shut down. I was scared. For the first time in years I was scared of a vampire. He's too powerful for me to handle on my own.

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