Chapter 2

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Hey readers.this would be kinda how I pictured Vincent. in this chapter you get to see his point of view. enjoy!

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VINCENT'S POV

Maybe I should go back. I feel bad for just walking into and leaving her. Why do I feel bad? She's a human! But I can't get that smile out of my head. Maybe I'm just thirsty.

I walked down the street until I smelled something more delicious than anything I ever tasted. BLOOD.

I followed the scent and ended up in an alley where a kid, maybe no more than 15, was getting the living hell beat out of him by some older kids. The poor kid had a black eye and a bloody nose.

"Get the hell away from him!" I growled at the boys and they ran away like the pussys they were. I walked to the boy on the ground and he looked terrified at me.

"Th-thank y-you."

"How bad are you hurt?" I asked. I looked at the blood and quickly looked away. No I can't not now. Not to him. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself.

"Just my nose and my arm, it hurts."

I helped him to his feet. The blood from his nose sprinkled on my shirt as he jerked up.

' I can't take it anymore!' I screamed in my head .

I felt my eyes getting hotter and my fangs come out. The boy's eyes widened with fear and he tried to get away but I was too strong for him. He looked like he was crying, but I wasn't paying attention. I pulled him closer to me.

" I'm sorry."

That was all I could say before I pierced his neck with my fangs.I heard him yelp so I used my powers to make him sleep. When I finish with him he will wake up and not remember a thing. Probably will think that he was knocked out. I continued to drink making sure I didn't take too much. That's when I heard a snap of a twig.

I let go of the boy and turned around. I saw a familiar face hiding behind some trash cans. LIA!

I started walking towards her, unsure of what I would do when I reached her. She got up from her hiding spot and looked at me with terror filled in her dark eyes. She started running away so I flittered to her.(flittering is running beyond human possibility) I put my hand over her mouth just as she was about to scream. I turned her towards me and used my powers to make her sleep.

I caught her unconscious body just before she hit the ground. What do I do? Why did she follow me? My thoughts were interrupted by a soft moan. The boy was waking up. I quickly went through her bag and found her student ID. Once I figured out where she lived I picked her up bridal-style and I flittered to her house.

I stood behind her home, making sure no one saw me. I don't even know what I'm going to do. She saw me. Will she tell others? I climbed up the side of the house and started checking the windows to see if they were locked. I finally found an unlocked one and brought Lia inside.

I found her room and laid her on her grey and black bed. I looked around the room. On her dresser was a picture of her as a child with a woman who looked just like her. I figured it was her mother. There was paper snowflakes that dangled from the ceiling. The walls had a dark red, black and grey color palette. It looked too grown up for a silly human like Lia.

I looked towards Lia lying on her bed. Her hair spread upon her pillow. I walked over the pulled the blanket over her. I hope she doesn't try to tell anyone, or else I would have to take care of it. I would hate to have to hurt her.

'What the hell am I thinking?!'

I took off her shoes and climbed back out the window. I started walking away from her house. I stopped and looked back for a while. Please dont tell.

LIA'S POV

I woke the next morning screaming. my father came running to my room.

"Delia what's wrong!" My father came in with his blond hair all ruffled wearing a robe. His light blue yes filled with fear.

"Oh it's- it's just a bad dream." I said breathlessly.

"Oh well then I'm glad you're ok. One day you're gonna give me a heart attack. Now get ready for school."

I gave him a half hearted smile while he left to get dressed for work. Why was I screaming?

As I got up and started making my bed my head started hurting badly. As I winced in pain I started remembering the events that happened yesterday. But it was all fuzzy. I remember seeing Vincent, then what? How did I get home? Was that all a dream?

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