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POV:Riley

Halfway to the house and the ruckus grew louder. I heard the smashing of glass, the pew pew of video games, and the angry growls of the newborns that for almost a year now, had become my life. I sped up to the door and nearly smashed it down.

"Shut up!" I screamed. Everyone was instantly quiet. "What does it take to get a little peace around here?" pairs and pairs of brilliant red eyes were focused on me. "Get in to groups. Go hunt. Get out." I walked to the top of the stairs to get to my room and found some kid standing there that I couldn't even remember changing. "Get away from there!" I shouted, and with a loud screech, I tore his arm off. The newborns looked wide eyed at me as I tossed the arm out the window. The glass shattered and immediately everyone evacuated the house to go hunt, and retrieve the body part. I opened the door to my room. Those damn newborns! I thought. Someone had removed the wooden patches that covered the holes and cracks in the floor and walls. I walked over to the dark brown desk in the corner and opened its drawer. I smiled to myself as I pulled out a brown leather journal. I fumbled with its pages until I found the one I was looking for. I removed the picture from the journal and studied it. Her beautiful marble body, bare, firey red curls tumbling around her shoulders. The memory from when I had found this picture was so clear in my mind. I put the photograph and the journal back in its right place and listened to make sure that everyone had left. They had. I pushed open the window and jumped out, hitting the ground with a muted thud. I began to sprint as quickly as I could. Soon enough I was at the Canadian border. As I sniffed the air, I picked up on the smell of three hikers. Probably men, for I could not identify any female scents. Sure enough, as I approached closer and the hikers came into view, I found that they were all male. I climbed the nearest tree and waited five minutes until the hikers just passed me. I leaped down from my perch and came up slowly from behind. Carefully, I grabbed them all by the throat. I dragged them up on to a big tree and with a gasp they all gurgled to a stop. I didn't even pay attention to the screaming. I picked up the first one and tore into his skin with my teeth. I drank deeply, and the blood soothed my throat, but before I could even enjoy who I was drinking, he ran dry. I went through the other two quickly. Enough. I thought. I have things to take care of. So I sprinted once more to the house which took no time at all. When I came to the front of the house I noticed all the damage I had done to the window. Whatever I said to myself I'll get Kevin or one of them to board it up. By the time I reached the top of the stairs to get to my room, my thoughts were still on the window. Until I opened the door.

"Riley," said a familiar high pitched voice. "I've been waiting," she remarked with a playful frown "For far too long." She got up out of the wooden chair and walked towards me. I came to meet her.

"Victoria." I said her name softly.

"Be quiet my child." I scilenced myself. Victoria put her hands on my shoulders and looked up at me. She took one finger, and with one swift movement tore the front of my shirt. I shrugged out of what was left of my shirt, when I reached to touch her though, she locked my wrists with her fingers.

"Let me." She said sternly and unbuttoned her top. It fell to the floor. I wrapped my arms around her and undid the buckle of her bra. That fell to the floor too. In a sudden blur, there were tears of fabric and strips of black and blue jeans on the floor. I went and sat down in the wooden chair. She came up behind me and growled playfully, then spun around to face me. I opened my mouth to speak but Victoria- swiftly and gracefully-stradled me and but her lips to mine. I stood up and she stayed glued to me. I sat back on the chair. Victoria leaned in further and the top part of the chair broke off and we fell with it. I looked up at her, red curls bouncing. Just as I thought she was going to lean in again, she grabbed something from next to me on the floor. Then she bent lower as if she was going to kiss me…

POV: Victoria

I leaned into Riley's neck. He kept pushing higher which made it even more difficult. When I was finally able to bend down I put my lips to his neck. With a sharp screech I teared his skin and he screamed in pain.

"Victoria! Don't do this! Please!" he cried out louder this time. I only smiled and told him.

"Riley. You know better," I paused "Then to fall in love with an older woman." I grabbed the lighter that lay next to us on the bedroom floor.

"Victoria!" he screamed again. I caressed his face mockingly and whispered to him.

"Too late now. Sorry!" and with that I put the lighter to his neck, and climbed off of him. I sighed deeply. I spotted a brown finished dresser across the room. "Well, well Riley. Lets see what you have for me." I sped to the desk and opened the drawer. In the drawer lay a brown leather journal. Hmm I though with a smile. In the journal was pages and pages about the newborns. It seemed as if that was the only purpose of this journal until I got to the end of it. On the fifth to last page was a picture. Of me. Naked. "Stupid disgusting little man child!" I hissed aloud. Along with the picture was a small entry that read:

Just imagine what I will do with you! You just wait!

So repulsive. Just a boy! I hissed! Better go find James, he must be waiting! I thought and quickly gathered my things. Just a pair of Riley's pants and my lighter. I jumped out the already opened window and sprinted to my cottage were James sat smiling.

"I've been waiting." James said I kissed him whispering.

"Riley stole that picture you took of me." James unzipped my pants then unzipped his.

"Oh really? Bastard. I thought that was our little secret." I moved closer to James and whispered darkly.

"It was," I whispered and climbed on top of him. "I guess he just got a liitle bit….jealous." I bent my head down to kiss James, I wrapped my arms around him and felt satisfied for once.