• II


    When I said I didn't understand, I wasn't talking about my race, I was talking about how I don't understand anything about love, except how its supposed to feel like (or how I've heard its supposed to feel like):

    Like your heart is beating a mile a minute, you begin to sweat for no reason, and you do stupid things to humiliate yourself, without knowing it.

    Own my way home (flying mind you), I was pondering these thoughts and others. Why didn't I die? Why can't I find a Vampire boyfriend?

    I got home in about ten minutes, and I don't live in a mansion, I live in an old, weathered shack, with a creek next to it. As long as its a shelter, I'm okay.

    I landed and saw movement inside the shack. Like someone was in there, but not supposed to, so they ran and hid. I could tell it was a Vampire, because Vamps have super-speed (oops, I forgot). My eyes went from light blue to reddish green.

    I sneaked to the window, and looked inside.

    Then I saw two copper eyes, staring at me.

    My arm went through the window, as I reached for the throat.

    I succeeded, and asked him what he was doing here, and let go of my grip slightly to let him talk.

    He gasped for air "This...is..."

    "This is what?" I repeated through clenched teeth.

    "My shed!" He shouted.

    I immediately let go of my grip as he fell to his knees. "I'm sorry!" I repeated about ten times, putting my hands over my mouth.

    It took him a few seconds to catch his breath.

    "No," he got up from his knees, with a raspy voice. He cleared his throat, and rubbed it. "I should've put a sign or something," he was falling for my looks. He was a sucker.

    He read my mind. "And," he added "I don't want to get strangled again,"

    "No, I thought you were part of...a..." I didn't dare continue. If I told him, he would give away my position, and I was sure to be a goner.

    "Of a what?" He asked me. His eyes went from a deep copper to a light green.

    He was one of me.

    ***

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