Destroy [On Hold Indefinitely]

Chapter 3

Jay stood outside of dorm room 87 on floor three for what could have been all night. He just wasn't in the mood for Amalia. And right now, if the argument meant that they'd break up, honestly, he couldn't care less. Cause then I'd be free for Sienna, he thought and then realised what he'd just said in his head and mentally kicked himself.

He lifted up his hand and knocked, hard, knowing it would possibly wake up all three girls inside of the dorm including Amalia.

In what seemed three seconds, the door was slung open, and sure enough, Amalia stood there, looking peeved. She hadn't even bothered getting changed, she was still dressed in the same dress she had been at the party. "Where have you been?! It's almost 1am, I've been waiting for you! And what is that on your neck? Have you been in a fight?!" She didn't even make an effort in being quiet.

"Can we go somewhere more private? Like the lounge room?" He mumbled, secretly irritated that she'd actually noticed his injuries.

"Ugh. Fine. Go ahead, lead the way." She rolled her eyes; she was definitely the moodiest person you would meet when she was tired. Amalia reached inside the dorm for something and pulled out a black coat and slung it over her shoulders. "What are you waiting for?! Go."

Jay bit his tongue to stop himself from shouting at her and twisted on his heel and walked over to the stairs. They were quiet the whole way, and when he finally got down to the ground floor, he walked past all of the classrooms, knowing Amalia was following closely behind and into the lounge room. Amalia closed it behind her when she stepped in.

It wasn't that big, it was about double the size of an avarage classroom and comfortable chairs spaced out all around the room. There was a big window which looked so fragile, Jay was sure if he leant on it even the slightest, it'd shatter into tiny little pieces. The window was shadowed by huge purple curtains though, and it did block out most light, but there was a lampshade in the right corner of the room, projecting some light for them to see each other and things around them.

Jay walked over to the white light switch and switched it on, and it was a whole lot brighter now. He turned around to meet his doom, and he seriously had to stop himself from screaming like a girl when he noticed Amalia was stood inches away from him.

He expected her to scream in his face, but she did the complete opposite to angry. Amalia lifted up her hand and her fingertips ever so gently touched his neck and he grimaced. "Ugh.." He groaned and she dropped her hand slowly.

"Are you okay?" Her soft breath sweeped over his neck ever so softly, and he had to admit, her charm was so effective on anybody but himself. "You look horrible." She stated, worry written all over her facial features.

Jay rolled his eyes. Thanks, Amalia, he thought. "You should see the other guy." He tried to joke, and a lobsided signature smirk appeared on his face.

"Shut up, what happened?" She asked.

"I just had a fight. Some dude in the halls mentioned something about my parents, so I kicked their head in." Okay, so he was lying. But he was a good liar, so that was a positive thing.

His parents were dead. Or atleast his dad was. He had no idea were his mother was, so he always told everyone that they were both dead, and that they died together in a car crash. Which was also a lie, because his dad was brutually murdered by a black masked vampire. Jay was only four when it happened, but he remembered it like it was yesterday.

His dad had ordered him to hide under the bed, and so he obeyed. But then, only minutes later, the baracaded door was kicked down with so much strength that the door fell off of its hinges, and Jay was forced to throw a hand over his mouth to stop himself from screaming.