I was sitting at the kitchen table thinking about how much I a true friend I am to Yasmaine.
When I was turned, I don't know what came over me.
I was completely myself, but somehow turning changed who I was. I had more control over my body. I was very smooth with talking, I never tripped or stumbled like I always did.
"What's up?" Liam asked, taking me out of my thoughts.
"The sky."
Liam smiled and sat down next to me.
"No seriously, you haven't been acting yourself lately. Is it because of Yasmaine?" Liam asked placing his hand on top of mine.
"Fine it is. I just can't get over it. the second I'm turned, I go after my best friend."
"It's ok, now that she's turned, you two can finally get some time with each other." Liam said with an innocent smile.
"That's just it. she doesn't want to spend time with me. Just yesterday she told me to leave until she was turned."
"She didn't mean any of that." Liam said calmly.
"How the hell do you know? last time I checked, this place is just as fucked up as our lives."
"Calm down Aly-"
"No! I'm tired of being the 'nice girl.' it's about time I get angry. every fucking time something bad happens, everyone expects me to be happy. Well how can I be happy when everything I know and love is falling to ashes."
"What about me?" Liam asked taking his hand away from mine.
"You know I love you, but right now I need my friend back."
I stood up and walked out of the house.
I didn't say where I was going because, to be honest, I had no idea where I was going.
I walked through the snow and stopped at a fresh water stream.
I looked around, I smelled something familiar.
Yasmaine.
And Harry.
And Dominic?
Yasmaine doesn't take to well to Dominic from what I heard from Griffin.
So why is he here?
The clouds grew darker. there was a storm coming. I could smell it.
I saw a bolt of lightening hit the ground from a distance away.
I went towards the light, hoping there wasn't any damage to the beautiful scenery.
I reached an open field and saw Harry standing over someone.
Yasmaine?
I hid behind a tree and watched as Dominic argued with Harry.
I heard a twig snap behind me and I turned around to see Heath.
He pushed me hard against a tree. my head made a 'thump' and I fell to the ground.
Everything began fading away. the last thing I saw was Heath standing over me with and evil smirk on his face.
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I woke up in a dark room with dim lighting. I was chained to a chair with my arms behind my back.
I thought I could break the chains, so I tugged on them.
I felt all of my energy being drained from my body and I stopped.
"They're made is silver, it weakens you." I heard a voice say directly in front of me.
"Yaz?"
"Yup, silver weakens you, gold weakens me." Yasmaine said sighing.
"Any idea why we're here?"
"Nope, but all I know is I'm killing Heath." Yasmaine said hissing.
She was across from me chained to a wall. it looked like someone was crucifying her.
It scared me how her eyes changer colour so frequently. they stopped changing when they were gold with a red rim.
"Calm down."
"No." Yasmaine spat. I've never seen her this angry before. I guess changing does a lot to a person.
I heard voices just behind the door.
Yasmaine must've heard them too because her eyes turned bright red.
The door creeped open and Heath stepped in holding a small switchblade.
"Well, well, well, look at what we have here." Heath smirked.
I didn't really give a fuck about Heath, I knew Yasmaine would fill the anger.
Her eyes turned brighter and brighter until they were glowing bright red.
"I will end you." Yasmaine whispered.
Heath looked at her and raised his eyebrows, "oh will you now? I would love to see you try." Heath smirked and touched the end of the switchblade.
Heath turned his head to look at me. I hissed and tried to break free.
Didn't work.
Heath just smiled.
"Aren't you feisty. I bet you'd be a lot more fun in bed." Heath let out a deep chuckle and touched my thigh.
I hissed, showing off my fangs.
His hand kept moving up.
I panicked and looked over to Yasmaine.
She was furious.
I heard the chains holding her down start to jingle.
I heard a snap and within a second, Yasmaine was on top on Heath beating him with her fists.
"Don't you dare touch her!" Yasmaine shouted while beating the crap out of Heath.
Heath covered his head with his hands as Yasmaine kept wailing on him.
I looked away when black blood was coming from Heath's mouth and nose.
I heard a shriek and turned my head back over to see Yasmaine on the floor holding her stomach and Heath standing over her just staring.
"Little bitch." Heath spat and grabbed Yasmaine by her hair, making her squirm.
"I should fuck you right now shouldn't I?" Heath smiled and threw her back down.
Was he all about sex?
Yasmaine hit the wall, her hands still grabbing at her abdomen.
What's wrong with her?
Then I noticed.
The switchblade had been thrown across the room. it had black blood all over it.
He stabbed her.
The tears were flowing down my face as I watched Yasmaine weakly stand to her feet. she had a small limp and her arm was around her stomach. blood was everywhere.
She used her other hand to wipe the blood from her mouth and her eyes flashed from gold to red over and over again. she was stronger than any of us could imagine. she spoke.
"I. Will. End. You."
