MY VAMPIRE KIDNAPPER

Chapter sixteen

Authors note: YAY!!!! Your welcome! That's right another chapter. I know I'm so awesome.

But really I am just trying to make up for all the time that I didn't write .

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I had just finished explaining to Carly what I want to do.

"So will you help?" I ask.

"No." she says.

"Please Car-" she cuts me off.

"No," she repeats, "I'm not letting you become one of them."

"So you'd rather I be sold then a vampire?" I ask sadly.

"If you get to stay human, yes."

I storm off angrily. How could she do this to me? I hate her for this and I will never forgive her.

I storm into Ian's room and sit on the bed.

"She sai-" he cuts me off.

"I know, I was listening." He says.

Tears start to stream down my face. My hands ball into fists and I cry so hard I can barely breath.

"How could she do this too me?" I cry out.

"Geneva?" Ian asks.

"Ya?"

"I could um," he stops, "no, forget it."

"No, tell me." I demand angrily.

"I could- I could compel her." He says, looking down at his feet.

"Do it." I say angrily.

"No Geneva-" I cut him off.

"Do it!" I yell.

"I-"

"Do you not want this?" I ask, "are you actually considering making the choice between letting me be sold or compelling some stupid 13 year old!"

"I'll do it." He says standing up.

And then he's gone. Gone to compel her. Gone to get me a life as a vampire. I love him.

Then he's back. Back with Carly.

"What are you going to do?" He asks her.

"Give Geneva my blood when she wakes up." She says in a trance.

He looks over at me and smiles and I smile back.

"Ok," he claps his hands, "lets do this."

I smile at him and then look to Carly. Will she ever forgive me for this. No. I need to stop thinking like this. I want this.

"Geneva, are you ok?" Ian asks me.

"Ya, just thinking." I say.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Ya."

"Ok."

He bites into his wrist and it starts to bleed.  He holds it out for me and I drink. It tastes cold and almost like copper it instantly makes me think of penny's and how I used to collect them. I wonder how many I have at home. No. This is my home now. I'm going to stay here forever. I love Ian.

He pulls his wrist away. I open my eyes and look him in the eyes.

"This is going to hurt you," he says as he place his hands on the sides of my head, a tear running down his face, "but it will be quick."

"You will wake up." He whispers to himself.

"I will." I say.

He's taking so long. Is he convincing himself not to do this?

"I love you." He says and his hands come off of my head.

I look at him.

"What are yo-" he cuts me off.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

His lips crash against mine. As he's kissing me he begins to cry.

I pull my lips from his and hold him in a hug.

"It will be ok," I say, "I'll wake up."

He pulls away from the hug.

"Ya, but what if you don't?"

"Don't say that, I will," I start, "and you now why, because we love each other."

"I can't." He says.

"Then I will."I say.

"No."

He spins me around so that he won't see my face. He holds his hands on my head and then.

He snaps.

I feel a sharp pain and then.

Nothing.