James Gonzalez

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(Picture is James)

James' POV

"Excuse you Mr. Gonzalez, would you please concentrate on this class or excuse yourself to the principle's office" Growls the teacher, "Happily miss, just letting you know, you're a bitch and hand out too much homework" I smirk, standing up and tipping the desk over causing it to violently slam in the the ground. She gasps as I slap her butt, prancing out of the room, I hear laughter coming from the students causing me to smirk again, "Causing trouble again James?" huffs the principle Mrs. Smith, "Maybe" I chuckle, "James, I know you have family problems, but you need to keep that at home" she sighs, "Don't you dare talk about my family" I hiss, I shove her out of the way, walking out the school doors.

"James come back right now" she calls sternly, I ignore her calls, running down the path, by this time I had no idea where I was, everything seemed dark, even in the day time, the place reeked of alcohol, drugs and smoke, I cough in disgust.

  "King Vivian.. We must go now" says a timid voice "one more victim Lewis.. One more" hisses another voice, I look down the alley to see two teen boys, the one that must have been Lewis nods as they both turn around I catch a glimpse of the other boy, his eyes glowed blood red, his teeth.. he had bared fangs, like a snakes. He also had coal black hair, he was absolutely beautiful though he scared me, humans aren't supposed to have red eyes.. or fangs, he tilts his head up and sniffs the air, I freeze, closing my eyes tightly, my fingers slip in between the broken cement holding  the bricks together. "I can smell you peasant" he growls, I hear his footsteps coming towards me, my breath hitches as he nears, closer and closer, I feel a cold hand grip my wrist, yanking me in to the darkness of the alley, he places my body against the wall. He pulls the material of my jacket down, exposing the bare skin of my neck and shoulder, he runs his finger along the bruises and scars causing me to whimper in pain. He places his face in the crook of my neck, I know new I was his victim, no more of my abusive dad, no more daily beatings, no more self harm, no more hating myself, it was all going to end, "I see you have gone through enough" he whispers, placing his hand on my shoulder, his breath hitting my neck, the last thing I saw was darkness.

Vivian's POV

"He has bruises and cuts all over his body Lewis.. I couldn't do that to him.. I couldn't end his life while he was unhappy" I sigh, "I understand Vivian" he nods, I pull the quilt over the boys body, I look at his face for a while, studying it. He had alluring chocolate brown eyes, they looked soothing, he also had silky brown hair, I felt like running my hands through it, his lips were a strawberry pink, they were soft and plump, his cheeks were perfectly formed, he was perfect.

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A/N Better? I tried.. -Luke

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