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Natalie's POV
   It's been 4 hours since I came here. My wrist still hurts cause..well it's broken. He wrapped it up tho. Where he got the bandage is a mystery.
    I've been trying to leave but he would block the way.
   He's so bipolar... One minute he's nice and the next he's a stupid jerk. I don't even know his name yet.
   "Wh-what's your name?", I ask quietly not bothering to look up from the ground I'm sitting on.
   "Liam", he says.
   I nod and we went to an awkward silence.
   Okay that's it.
    "Why didn't you kill me?", I say while I stood up.
   "Your... Different", he says.
   We make eye contact and stare at each other which feels like hours.
   His head suddenly whips to the side.
   "What?", I ask looking the same way.
   "Nothing... Just my meal", he says with a smirk as he disappears.
   Finally. Time to leave.
   I book it towards the exit. As I'm about to make it out, my leg gets a sharp pain and I fall to the ground.
   I look at it to see nothing. Wtf. I look to see Liam standing there with his mouth bloody.
   "Oh I forgot to say that I have the power to make people in pain", he says.
   "Why do you even want me here?", I ask while trying to stand.
   He walks over and picks me up bridal style.
   "I have to figure stuff out about you... I'm supposed to like all blood", he says with his face emotionless.
   I nod. This is going to be a long night.

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   It's almost 6 in the morning and I have yet to sleep. Liam has been watching me like a hawk so it's kinda getting a little creepy.
   "What?", I ask.
   "Why do they bully you?", he asks me.
   I glare and ignore him.
   "Are you ignoring me?", he questions with his voice a low growl.
   My eyes widen and I shake my head repeatedly.
   "N-no", I whimper.
   "Good, now.. Why are they bullying you?", he asks.
   "I don't know cause I'm ugly probably", I say with my shoulder slouching.
   I felt his hand on my thigh and I jump. My eyes meet his and we just sit there.
   "Your beautiful", he tells me.
   I blush and look down.
   "Your the first to tell me that", I admit sheepishly.
   "I understand if you want to leave... I only wanted to find out why I couldn't kill you".
   "Wait.. I thought you said it was because I had terrible blood?", I ask him, my eyes narrowing a little.
   "About that... Even if you had good blood, I still wouldn't kill you", he answers while rubbing the back of his neck.
   "Why?", I question.
   "Cause there's something about you that's telling me not to", he says and with that stands up.
   I stand with him and we begin walking towards the exit. The sun was now above the horizon creating a beautiful sunrise.
   "Goodbye", he whispers and stares at me.
   There was some emotion swimming around his golden eyes. It's like it was telling me not to go.
   "What if I don't want to go yet? Can't I stay with you for the weekend?", I practically beg.
   He thinks a minutes before nodding. Yes!
   "Why would you want to stay with a murderer?", he asks.
   "Your not a murderer... You have to kill people, and I'm not going back till school starts", I say.
   "Ok but until then, let's go to my house", he says with a smirk.
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