Chapter Three

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-Amelia-

I wake up with a sharp pain in my neck. Damn, vampires. I swear, they're real, but fucking A.J. doesn't believe me. I was gonna get dressed and ready for school until my phone goes off.

From: AyeJayyy

To: Aims

AMELIA. OHMYFUCKINGGOD. COMEOVERIMMEDIATELY.

"Aw shit, A.J. What the fuck did you do  now?" I say to myself and slip on my shoes. I fix my hair so it looks half way decent. I pick up my car keys, grab my phone, and I'm out the door.

"Hey hottie." An unfimiliar voice says right behind me. I jump and look behind me. "Get away from me you..you freak! Who the hell are you?!" I shout at him. He ignores my question and grabs my wrist, fangs as teeth in his mouth and his eyes yellowish. This must be some sick joke.

"Help! Please!" I wimper. No one listens. "Shut up!" He hisses. Tears stream down my face.

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He pushes me into the room and leaves. He totally forgot I had a phone, so I text A.J.

To: AyeJayyy

From: Aims

A.J.! Please, help me. Some guy with fangs and yellowish eyes kidnapped me. Please...help...

I immediately hide my phone when he enters the room. "I'm Edward Collin. Your Amelia Jackson. Don't question me, only I ask the questions. Got it?" I nod my head slowly. "How old are you?" He asked and sits next to me. I tense up and he waits for an answer. I really shouldn't answer him, but I don't wanna die.

"Seventeen." I say quietly.

"Is your friend A.J. Harp?" He asks, hope fills his eyes.

"Yea." I say.

"How long have you two been friends?" He asked.

"Since sixth grade." I say.

"Do you believe in Vampires?" His eyes darken at the question.

"...Yes." I hesitate to answer.

A satisfied smile fills his pale face and he leaves. I might die, but I hope I won't die alone.

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~Ashley~

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