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I dived out of the grip of Jeff, the wide grin that was cut into his face got a whole lot bigger, he drove his knife into my leg leaving me yelping in pain, I noticed his eyes. His eyes were so different, they were completely blacked out. As I squirmed and rolled around in pain, he edged towards the gaping slash in my thigh. His eyes began to return to their normal colour, his face transformed into a look of great regret and sadness, the blood lust was over for now. Worried, he quickly said "Im sorry, I love you", and slowly started to clean up my wound using his shirt. I didn't want to forgive him, but his soft touch left me speechless, his body made me lust for him more and more. It was then I knew he was the one I truly was in love with.