Bite Me

"No, I'm not going to be your bitch anymore!" I cried, throwing my ring down to the ground. Frankie looked completely heartbroken, but it was an act. It was all an act.

"Carrie, please." he begged.

"No. Fuck you and your promise ring." I growled, and slammed his door after him. I could barely see where I was going through the tears, but when I reached out, I knew I was in the woods. I could feel bark, and I quickly wiped my tears so I could see where I was going. But as soon as the tears were gone, I saw yellow eyes. Before I even had the chance to scream, everything went black.

Carrie Stout has never been a good girl. With a single, drinking mom, we know Carrie wasn't raised as great as she could've been. But she was practically saved when she met her best friend who was a complete goody two shoes. Though she also had multiple tattoos and piercings. Carrie was almost out of that hellhole her parents called home. But then her boyfriend, Frankie Branston, cheated on her for the third time. Even after giving her a promise ring. Carrie stormed out of his apartment and into the woods without realizing it. There, she's bitten. Or so she thinks.

Three days later, Carrie wakes up to meet Noah Drastone. He's sweet, and kind, and surprise, he has the most dazzling red eyes. Noah leaves her be after talking with her for a few minutes... okay hours. They really hit it off, okay? When Noah leaves, Carrie is left with a wonderful feeling. She dances in front of her mirror, and finds she has no reflection anymore. What's really going on in that house? And why is she in the middle of it?

This was a previously advertised story and I looked at my old account and realized that a lot of people had actually liked it. So, I decided to actually start the story here. And I'm not sure whether I should put the story as fanfic or fantasy so if you want, just change it. :)