Bloody Gorgeous

Chapter 2

"Who's that?" Brooke asked a girl sitting at our lunch table. I looked at who she was pointing to. It was the guy who just bumped into me last period. "That's Harry Styles. He started coming here about a week ago I think." She replied. I leaned in closer to Brooke. "I think I saw him at the Bonfire." I whispered. "You what??" She said alarmed. "He wasn't at the actual party. But I saw him there after.. After what happened." I struggled to say the last part.

Me and Brooke stayed after school to catch up in our school work at the library that day. "Are you sure you don't need a ride home? It's getting late." Brooke asked. "I think I'll just walk home. See you tomorrow." I said. "Bye."

It was pitch black outside and no one was out. I clutched my phone in my hand tightly. My parents would kill me if they knew I was walking home alone. After what happened I wasn't aloud out by myself past dark. The police said it was an animal attack but I couldn't think of an animal that was strong enough and fast enough to kill all of those people. I thought of the dark silhouette that snatched Clara away. And the blood all over those girls cloths. Could it be a person that did this? Or something else..

I felt someone grab my arm and I turned around to see my ex boyfriend, Jake. We dated for a few months during freshman year. When he started to drink he got abusive. I ended it and he didn't take it well. "Well I haven't seen you in a while." He said. He was so close I could feel the alcohol in his breath. "Get off of me your drunk." I said trying to pull away. He tightened his grip around my wrist and I dropped my phone. "You're hurting me." I said. He just smirked. I hit him with my free hand which was a HUGE mistake. He slapped me and I fell to the ground. I hit my head hard on the sidewalk and I felt blood dripping down my forehead. A dark figure grabbed Jake from behind and punched him hard. It took a moment for Jake to recover the blow and when he tried to run away the dark figure grabbed both of Jakes shoulders and bit into his neck, blood dripping to the ground. Jakes body fell limp to the ground and I could see the dark figure more clearly. It was Harry Styles. His green eyes were darker then usual and he had blood across his face. I saw him stepping towards me but I blacked out.

I woke up in the back seat of a car. Everything that had just happened rushed back into my memory and I tried getting out of the car, panicking. It was locked. I looked out of the car window and saw Harry sitting against the drivers door with his eyes closed. I froze in fear. He had just killed Jake. But it wasn't just that. He had bit into his neck and sucked his blood like a vampire. A vampire...

I slowly sat back in my seat and closed my eyes. A vampire had just killed my ex boyfriend right in front of me. I laughed at how ridiculous it sounded. The car door jerked opened and I crawled to the other side of the back seat. Harry was standing there with a worried look on his face. "Get the hell away from me." I said shaking. "I'm not going to hurt you Alyssa." He said calmly. "You killed Jake." I said. "He was hurting you." Harry's eyes looked sad and worried. "What.. what are you." I asked. He rolled his eyes. "You know what I am." I shook my head. This can't be happening. "You're a monster." I said in a low voice. "I would never hurt you." He said again. "Alyssa- He started to say. Then I remembered him at the bonfire. "You were there.. You killed Clara! You killed all those people!" I screamed "No I didn't, that wasn't me!" He said. "I'm not the only one who's.." He trailed off. There's more of his kind? More vampires? "Why did you save me." I asked looking into his eyes. "I couldn't just let him hurt you." Harry replied. His dark green eyes locked onto mine and for a moment I thought he knew what I was thinking. "I won't tell anyone about you being what you are if that's what you're thinking." I said looking away from him.

Harry drove me back to my house in silence. When I got out of the car he waited until I was inside before driving away. I was exhausted from all of this. I lay awake in bed thinking about a certain boy with green eyes. A certain boy who killed someone. Who's a monster. Who I couldn't stop thinking about.