Anthony's PoV
(This is the day after Casey ate that guy.)
When it was morning I woke up energized. More than ever in fact. My mother was downstairs watching the news, so I sat next to her and watched as well. A news reporter was on a sidewalk with police cars surrounding them. There were police tape on poles sticking out of the ground to form a rectangle shape around what appeared to be a body.
The news reporter said, "Just last night 17 year old Alex Harland was killed by what appears to be an animal. The young boys parent say that he was just going for a walk. This is such a horrific wound behind me that I have been informed that we cannot show it on live television. Im sure the police will get to the bottom of this horrible death. Good morning to you all and I hope his parents recover."
Casey's PoV
(Earlier that morning)
Dad was watching the news all this morning. He kept rewinding the TV and watching whatever it is that he was watching again and again.
(Now)
The dishes in the kitchen were being thrown across the living room at me. Yes, *cue emotional sigh* at me. My father was so angry that I killed Alex, he was screaming profanities and things like, "You stupid bitch, you just had to go and eat huh. Why couldn't you have left him alone? You know, you could have come home."
What a dad you are. One of the dishes came flying towards me, and as fast as I could I flung myself across the room. But it was too late the china had cut a gash in my calf muscle. My lower leg was being covered in the blue liquid. (A/N Vampires may not bleed but this is fan fiction and I can write whatever I want.) I had to get to Anthony's house. Fast.
Anthony's PoV
What! Someone died. I mean, it may sound like a little ordeal to you but to me, a death is horrific especially this kind. The last time I saw a wound like that was when there were things living in our peace- full town. Gross, horrible, disgusting, blood thirsty, vampires.
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Blood Love and Werewolves
Teen FictionOkay so Im writing this story for my friend Britiany. She's a really good friend so one day at school I asked her to pick out a story idea because I was blank. I would tell you what she wrote down but that would ruin the whole story so enjoy.