The pause after Remington said because was terrifying. Not in the sense of horror or suspense, it was just anxiety-arousing.
"Because of your parents past," Remington said quietly. "This area is loaded with our kind. Everyone wants you dead," he paused again.
I felt everything in my body become cold.
"Except us."
I looked at him confused, "Why?"
"Your parents saved our lives."
I looked at him in shock. Many questions were running through my brain. Why did my parents save the thing they wanted to destroy?
"One night, my brothers and I were being attacked by other hunters, and your parents just made them stop. I guess we looked human enough. I don't know why," he shrugged.
I looked at the window. I scratched at the back of my neck. I looked back to Remington, "Why does everyone want to kill me? I haven't done anything."
"Revenge is a cruel thing, Y/n."
"What would it take for them not to kill me? What would I have to do?"
Remington paused and thought, he looked out the window as he did so. I looked at him. I saw his dramatic cheekbones and jaw structure, the way his lower lip slightly pouted, how just extremely attractive he was.
No. NO. NO. I can NOT be hitting on HIM. NO.
I saw him smile, his fangs peeked out a bit. "Why're you looking at me like that?" He asked with a grin.
"N-nothing," I blushed. SHIT.
"Is there something you like seeing?" Remington raised an eyebrow, the grin still tugging at his lips.
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Novela JuvenilFor almost as long as I can remember my parents were vampire hunters. Them being able to kill them with a swift stab in the heart or holy water, whatever they felt like. My entire life I've been trained to kill these things, survive, and hunt them. ...
