Love & War: Falling For A Vampire

Love & War: Falling For A Vampire

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What'll happen when life throws a girl (Selena) the thing she fears the most and she finds herself falling! --------------------- "Hey sunshine" someone says from beside me and I turned to see Christopher and I immediately flinched at his touch and moved away He and a girl- Jennifer- that his hand was wrapped around, looked at me like I was a crazy person "Three feet Reviere" I warned and he scoffed at my words but chose to ignore it "See you're still wearing the jacket I gave you, Ay" he asked and I gaped at him. This was his jacket, the memories of yesterday all of a sudden, came back to me and internally grimaced "you can keep it, it looks better on you" he said thus snapping me back to reality "see you later hot stuff" he ruffled my hair and like that he was walking away with the girl wrapping her hands around him I looked down at my wrist and it was bruised. So it was true, I had spent last night with a vampire.
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"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me. If I turn around. If I take one second to look into his eyes. I don't think I'll be able to resist throwing myself in his arms. "I'm shattered, Mason. Like a dusty vase that's been ignored for too long." "You know the best thing about broken vases, Mel? You just need three things to make them whole." I decide to go along with his speech. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust?" I muse. "Tape, glue, and someone willing to fix it. And I'm right here, Mel."

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