Torn Between Two Worlds

Heather's POV

It has been decided that I will no longer publish Dylan's POV. Hope you enjoy reading!
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My parents dropped me at school earlier than the usual time. They had to attend a pack meeting.

Stella is ignoring everyone, either out of pure jealousy or because she has issues that she can't handle.

The fact that Damian knew Dylan still worried me. Then it hit me. I know nothing about Dylan, whatsoever.

I waited for him outside his dorm room. Sure, I looked awkward sitting alone on a bench with smiles on my face. I could smell him coming in from the entrance doors.

I hopped up from my seat joyfully. I refrained myself from waving my hands in the air like an obsessed lunatic.

Dylan smiled at me when he saw me standing outside his room.

"Heather Lang-something how nice of you to wait for me." He said as he leaned in to give me a side hug. Of course, he only gave me a side hug was because I only wrapped my one arm around him.

"Sorry, I don't like hugs." I said.

"Sorry for giving you the hug."

"Listen, could we talk during lunch, at the garden?" I asked him as I frowned, still a slight smile was visible.

"You mean the death garden? Yes." He smiled and walked away.

I watched him go into his room before I walked away. As I turned around I noticed a familiar face watching me from behind a wall.

"June!" I called out when I realised that it was a member from my pack.

She looked at me in shock and quickly walked away. That was odd. First Damian now June. I'm sure Damian must have asked her to spy on me.

At lunch, I hurried to the garden and sat on the dead, colour faded grass, waiting for Dylan.

He walked in with a wide smile on his face and a tray of foods.

"So, you waste money to buy lunch even though you don't eat food." I said. My eyes focused on the tray of food.

"People have to see me eat. I can't be at school for four months without eating." He sat down beside me.

"I know nothing about you. So this is my opportunity to find out everything I can before the bell rings." I looked into his eyes and realised it was red again.

"Okay then."

"Why do your eyes change from hazel to red?" I asked staring into his eyes. Dylan closed his eyes and looked away.

"When I'm hungry, for blood, my eyes turn red. Or when something has to do with blood." He explained. I gently turned his head to face me by pressing on his cheek.

"How did you get turned?" I asked as I let go of his chin.

"Oh, well. It happened when I was walking home one night, and um, and then." He stuttered, I interrupted him.

"Stop. Let's start with how vampires become vampires?" I asked instead.

"So, when a vampire bites a human, I think it's either at the witching hour or demon hour, then they take you to a grave yard and I can't remember anything." Dylan explained.

I smiled at Dylan's perplexed face. He looked at me and smirked. I realised we were meant for eachother. Even though he has no idea how he got turned into a vampire.

"Next question. How old are you?" I smiled at him. I'm sure I was probably dating a century old vampire.

"Seventeen."

I stared at him with a vibrant face. He could be so funny. Those were rare times that I appreciated.

"No, I'm actually seventeen. I only got turned four months ago." He laughed.

I stared at him for a long time. Surely, he couldn't really be seventeen. I would have known.

"Yes! I remember. You came to school one day and you were very distant and cold and pale. Ooh and I remember that when I handed you a page and I felt your hand I had this peculiar feeling for like a week. Then I found out it was the mark of a vampire." My voice squealed in between.

I got excited when I remembered my first vampire mark. For a moment I forgot that Dylan was a human.

"I almost forgot I was ever human." He said. I felt a blossom when he said what I thought.

"So, can you actually read my mind?" I asked.

"No. A vampire can actually see someone's memory when they suck your blood, but you end up dying."

"Wow, that's depressing. One more question." I said with a evil smile. He thought he could keep secrets from me. Secrets don't stay suppressed forever.

"What are you and Damian up to?" I asked making Dylan gasp. He had a grave look in his eyes.

"What do you mean?" He asked with a nervous chuckle.

"Dylan, I'm not stupid. How does he know you? How did you know him when he came in the classroom?" I got up and put my hands on my hips. Dylan got up too.

"Nothing, we just got caught up in trouble. I'm a vampire, he's a werewolf."

"You mean a hybrid? I put all the obvious pieces together. I get that feeling when he's around me and I only get that feeling around vampires, but he was my alpha." I looked up to his tall height and smiled.

I paused for a while and heard a faint heartbeat. The sound came from behind a tree.

"Tell Damian his plan is working. She finally noticed."  I heard a whisper say. I looked at Dylan and rolled my eyes to ths direction of the tree. Dylan smiled because he heard it too.

Before I could even blink, Dylan stood at the tree keeping June at her neck.

"What plan?" He asked. I already knew he was probably involved with the plan.

"Drop the act, Dylan." I pouted at him.

"Heather, he told me he didn't need me. Damian told me to leave you alone. So whatever plan this is, is a bad plan." Dylan explained. June stood still and stared at me, teary eyed.

Something was happening around me and I didn't know what it was, but it got on my nerves. Especially since Dylan could have been using me.

Too much secrets and no one wants to tell me anything. Now, I'm certain my relationship with Dylan was most certainly going to be poisonous.