The bloody romance...

Sight

Ignacio p.ov.

     Ndmkdkdnsnksmdndk! That's how this girl is making me feel. Yes, indescribable. Ransom. I smell her blood left on her skin. Cutting herself  for good grief  who does that!? It's making me crazy!
I walked down the roadside.  Stupid...just stupid. Why am I keep smelling sweet blood ? Fresh. I took a deep sniff. freeeesh. I sighed a good feeling sigh. I followed  the scent. It lead me to a house. My stomach  turned. My so called heart beat against my flesh within my chest, vigorously. Why ? What's  this coming  to? Who is living  here ? I had to find out. The sweet blood is tempting. I climbed  up a tree. There was a widow. I tried looking inside. There was a curtain. White. Slightly  see through. I sharpen my glare.

A young girl came through a door. Tears were streaming down. Weeping was heard. Gasp for air from the hysterical crying. There. The arm of destruction. A line of fresh bold blood slipping out of the soft skin. Being wiped and wrapped away. The girl turned and wiped her eyes. Slowly took her hood off revealing her entire face. Oh my god.
Her! I knew that sweet blood belonged to her. I was eager for it. Sweet/fresh blood. I licked my lips. My eyes went golden. I leaned more forward. I felt her eyes look through the window. I growled low. My vangs were already out. Her eyes went intense. I saw her movement come towards the window. She was opening the curtain slowly, in a frighten manner. My heart sunk. My stomach twisted. I jumped up and turned into my animal form. A stupid bat. I transformed back when I sat in another tree. I climbed down and shut my eyes. My inner vamp. went away. This girl is going to make my life so much harder. Until she kills herself. But I don't want that at all! I want the better, stops cutting for good. Ugh.

I made my way down the road again. I couldn't stop thinking about her. That sweet smell of her blood. It worries me. Other vampires might get to her. But, my most worry is that she'll get to herself first. Im so curious in her and I shouldn't. Why does she hurt herself ? She must've gone through something horrible and it makes me flip out, when I shouldn't, I don't know her well enough. She's off limits too. It makes me go insane. I crave. I crave for her sweet sweet blood. I went home and sat upside down just thinking about her. It's now always thinking about that damn girl.
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*A week later*

"Iggy! Get your ass down here" I shot my face up from the water and stared deeply at the person who called me Iggy. I growled low. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
"Don't call me Iggy again or I'll kill you." He rolled his eyes and waited for me to come out of the pool. He gave me my towel and I stared down at him.
"You know you love that nickname since kids."
"No. I told you I always hated it." He thought for a moment and laughed.
"Oh yeah. But I love it, Iggy." I shot him a dead look and he panicked. I smiled.
"Last warning." I said and walked inside my house. He followed.
"So, what are we doing tonight ? Gaming ? Dancing ? Oh! We should go bowl!"
"No. I don't want any of those. I don't wanna go out anyways. " he groaned.
"Yes you are or I'll kidnap you and you'll be out that way." I shook my head. He thinks he can lay a finger on me, how cute.
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"No...No...No! Damn it stop giving those looks."
"Please! It's boring here!"
"Then go flap your wings outside."
"Flap with me then!" I shook my head and laid down.
"Ignacio! Please I want to go out and have fun you party pooper!" I sighed and closed my eyes. I felt warmth next to me.
"Please ?"
"No." I said with my eyes closed. It was silent. Finally.
"Please?" Ughhhh! I got up.
"Fine! But only for an hour for you can shut the hell up!" I grab my jacket and we left the house. Stupid b(r)at!