Stalked...By a Vampire!?

Unreal

I spent the whole night thinking about Jagger. How could he do that? It was completely impossible. I touched my lips remembering the feeling of his on them. My cheeks heat up every time I think about it. All the emotions in that one little kiss...

It was like he needed to kiss me. And what her said. But I've waited for so long. What the heck did he mean by that? We just met. He didn't even know my name!

Wait...how did he know where I lived? I tensed at that. He knew where I lived! How in hell did he know that! He's stalking me! He's a freaking stalker!

A knock came and tore me out of my panic attack. Well, almost panic attack. I walked to the door, raising to my tip toes to look through the peep hole. Jagger was standing there. Hands behind his back looking out into the park. His eyes seemed lost. I opened the door slightly.

"Hi Jagger..." I manged to whisper. His head turned and a giant smile replaced his sad little frown. "What are you doing here?"

"Violet, I've been looking everywhere for you" he whispered back. I opened the door so I could see all of him. Was he serious? I've been called a lot of names, but Violet was never one of them. He had to be insane.

"First off, my name isn't Violet" I said. In more confidence than I thought I had. "It's Aquamarine. And secondly, why are you really here?"

"I'm here for you" his hand cupped my cheek. it felt cold, but...it felt right. He lightly brushed his fingers across the check. A loving smile on his face. "I knew you'd be back."

"Come back" I asked, my eyebrows scrunching together in confusion. His thumb lightly stroking my cheek. "Look, I don't know what you're doing here-"

"Shh" he said, quietly, his eyes sad. "It's okay, I'm taking you home Violet." I took a step back, silently praying my parents would be home.

"This is my home..." I said, my voice squeaking as i did whenever I was nervous, taking even more steps backwards. Jagger was now in my house, still coming closer to me. His eyes so intense. Never once leaving mine, always staring directly into my eyes. As if he wanted bore his eyes into my soul.

"Violet stop playing games" he sounded...mad? Annoyed? Both? "This isn't you're home and you know it." His tone softened, "please, come back to me."

"What are you doing here" I heard someone hiss. Moving my head around Jagger to see Josh standing there. Pissed. Very pissed. Jagger turned around and muttered under his breath. "What. The. Hell. Is. Going. On" he said, taking a pausing to emphasize his annoyance.

"Taking Violet home" he stated calmly. He looked over at me, silently begging me to go.

"Her name's not Violet" Josh hissed, not this again. Another fight and then..oh god if Jagger beat him until he was unconscious again who knows what would happen. "And it looks like she doesn't want to go, that's called kidnapping buddy."

Jagger glared at him, "i'm taking Violet home and you can't stop me." Before Josh could say another word, Jagger grabbed me and the rush of wind engulfed us.  I hung onto Jagger for dear life, even though he could be the one who was taking it away from me.

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Author's note

So I know I haven't uploaded in some time and that this chapter is really short, but I wanted to know if you guys actually wanted me to continue this or not. So comment if you want me to!