Ok, I sujest this series to all of you so go check them out. Vampire Kisses is awesome and it's one of my favourite books! Every time I go to read a new Vampire Kisses FanFic they are still the same ones that have been there forever and most have under five thousand words, which is no fun to read over and over again, so I made this one! Hope you enjoy it!

RPOV:

Fuck! I hate him so much, he has just taken it to far this time. Trevor has been a real fucking prick today. It started out like normal days the usual shit he pulls on me, but then towards the end of the day, he just . . . arrggg

~~FLASHBACK~~

I walked with Becky to the grand stands to watch Matt play his game. I really didn't want to go because Trevor would be there, but this was for Becky not for him. I still don't know why she hasn't left me to go hang out with all the popular kids instead of hanging out with me, I mean it does give her alot of hell but she still hangs out with me. We sat down as boys started their practice. We were about the only people there watching the guys practice for their big game that I won't be going. Matt looked over and saw us, we waved back and then lowered our hands to watch again. Trevor looked over at Matt, then to us to see who he was waving to. He saw me and then gave a smug smirk and started to flex. Arrggg, what a dick. I turned away from him and started to talk to Becky. Why was i even here! I could go right now and not have to put up with Trevor's shit, but nooo, I have to be a good friend and not loner my best friend.

I looked back at the game to see Trevor walking up the ailse of the grand stands right towards us. I stood up and walked to the middle of the ailse waiting for the prick to reach me. He stood over me by a good three feet so I had to look up to him. Dick.

"Hey Monster Girl, you been enjoying the view?" He asked with a smirk spred on his face.

"Fuck up Soccer Snob, I'm not here for you-"

"Your right, your here to watch me" He said as his smirk got even bigger. I wanted to smack that smirk of his face, but I didn't.

"Look, go back to you little pixie game so you can run around like the gay fag you are" I said and smirked at my comment. Monster Girl: 1, Soccer Snob: 0. That seemed to faulter his smirk, but he soon recovered and seemed to smirk even wider if that was even possible . . . it was starting to creep me out.

"You know you like it, you love to watch me ran around, don't you" He said. FUCK NO. I knew this was only the begining.

"You must be fucking insane to think that I would enjoy you, running around like a trapped guinea pig in a cage" HA!

"I know I'd love to watch you run around like that" He said as he stepped closer to me. I stepped back. He raised his hand up to my face and caressed my cheek. I pulled away from his grip and stepped back again.

"Fuck off Soccer Snob, don't promise yourself things you can't get" I said. He stepped closer and went to step back again when I hit the back off the wall, he stepped closer to me and then put both his arms on either side of me to trap me.

"I could get you any day babe" He said as he pressed his body up against mine. I paniced. He flipped his hair to one side of his face so I could look into his cruel, green menacing eyes that were trying to 'seduce' me. Trevor had said plenty of times that he wanted me but I just ignored it because well, he's a jackass.

"Trevor you a fucking dick you know that?" I said with my hands on his chest pushing him as far away from me as I could get him. This didn't stop him from bringing his head down closer to mine though.

"Do you like the feel of my body under my hands Raven?" He whispered in my ear. I roughly pulled my hands away from his body but as soon as I did I knew he had trick me. His body entrapped mine and he brang his lips to mine. I went wide eyed and gasped. He took this to his advantage and slipped his tounge in my mouth. I pushed him away. All I could think of was; He did not fucking do that! What a sick fucking bastard!

"TREVOR! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!" I yelled in rage. Trevor backed me up against the wall again and pinned my arms to my sides. He licked and sucked my neck as he worked his way back to my lips. He stopped and lent his forehead against mine as he breathed heavily.

"Raven, I will make you mine, even if it kills me" He said with a satisfied smirk as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him. I froze. He's not fucking serious, is he? He better fucking not be! I quckly unwrapped myself from his grip and ran toward my car.

~~END-FLASHBACK~~

And that's why I'm here now. What a fucking prick! I'm going to have nightmares for months . . . sigh. I decided to try and calm my thoughts with some music. I grabbed my black iPod and flicked through the songs until I found the one I was looking here it is. The band was called 'Escape The Fate' and the song was 'There's No Sympathy For The Dead' . . . I found it very appropriate. I listened to the words and started to sing along with them. I heard the door open and I sat up from my lying position on my bed.

"Raven your friend here to see you" My mother said as she smiled. As she moved away and I saw the last person I wanted to see now, Becky. Oh my god! She's going to ask me so many questions . . . what am I going to say? My mother shut the door and Becky didn't say anything until she was sure that my mother was gone.

"Raven, what was that at the football field, with Trevor?" Becky asked.

"Becky, did you see the way he harrased me?"

"I didn't see anything but the kissing" Becky said with a smile on her face.

"Oh come on. Seriously? Arrggg! Becky you know how much I hate him, why the fuck would I let him kiss me?" I said.

"It was a bit curious" Becky said

"Thank you" I replied, reliefed that my best friend believed me.

"So . . . was it good?" She asked.

"BECKY!" I repiled

"Sorry, just wondering"

About two hours later Becky left. It was about six now and it was almost completely dark. Tonight I wouldn't be going over to Alexander's because he had something important to do so I decided I was going to go to the cemetry in about an hour or two.

I had eaten dinner and was riding to the cemetery now. I stopped at the entrance and dropped my bike out the front of the entrace and then entered. I walked around the graveyard for a while until I found the tombstone I was looking for. This one had been my favourite since I was little. It was alot bigger than me and it looked like it had been there for centuries, which was correct. The bottom had a pedestal like bottom and ontop of the large pedestal was Death himself, who looked like he was reaching out for something he couldn't quite get, but he looked perfectly relaxed with his cloaked covering his bowing head and flowing around his feet The only thing that was strainging was his finger, and in the other hand was he staff which looked as brilliant as eve. This tombstone no longer had the persons name on it, it had disappeared long before I even knew about this tombstone which made it even more eerier.

I sat down with my back leaning on the side of Death's cloak. We had become good 'friends' over the years. I'm pretty sure that we could be classed as 'best friends' if you wanted to call us that. He would sit there, looking over me watching me write in my diary, while I sat there. We may not have spoke aloud, or at all but our silence was enough to know that we got along enough. I know this may sound creepy but he was basically my only comfort when I was younger. I would come here everyday and cry my eyes out while no one, not even my parents knew about it. I had learnt to grow stronger over the years and instead of crying I learnt to yell and get angry . . . or write in my diary.

Tonight I wrote in my diary for about twenty minutes before I got up, said goodbye to Death

and placed the single red rose on the pedestal like tombstone. I explored the graveyard finding new arrangements of flowers and more vandilism done to the gravestones.

I soon left but when I walked to the exit of the graveyard I found that my bike had disappearded. I looked around frantically for my bike. I couldn't get home without that bike. I lived about two hours away without my bike which made the trip seem three times faster. There were only two reasonable explinations. One, someone had stolen it, which I highly doubt, so actually there was only one reasonable explination . . . Trevor Mitchel. I looked around for any sign of him but there was none. I yelled out in frustration and kicked the poor cemetery wall. I started to walk and then I did something I hadn't done in a very long time. I started to cry. I cried out the tears from today, from yesterday and from my childhood. I walked and cried until I couldn't keep my balance anymore and fell on my ass on the side of the road.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU TREVOR!" I yelled out as I let even more tears run down my face. I sat there wondering if I should even continue life, I always did carry a knife or blade with me at all times just incase. I was about to grab the blade when I saw Becky's car drive past. The car stopped and the window started to wind down.

"Raven what the hec- OH MY GOD, RAVEN" Becky jumped out of the car and crouched down beside me.

"What the hell happened to you?" Beck asked rubbing my back.

"Some bastard stole my bike and then, I was going to kill myself and . . . arrggg don't worry about it" I said. Becky looked at me worried but decided to let it side since her best friend was crying.

"Come on, let's get you home now" Becky said as she helped me up and over to the car. I got in the passengers seat and waited until we got home. We had close to no convosation and as I hoped out of the car she said goodbye and then she was gone. I slammed the door open and headed up to my room. I looked at my hello batty clock and it read '12:03'. I stripped down to my undies and bra and then hopped in bed. I really couldn't be bothered to do anything else.

Today had been a really bad fucking day and I swear, if Trevor fucking pisses me off tomorrow he's gunna have the fucking ugliest face ever. Wait, he stole my bike, he's so dead.

~~THE-NEXT-DAY~~

I got out of the shower and put on some black skinny jeans, a blue cookie monster T-shirt, a black waistcoat, black and purple mid rise converse and a couple of acsessories, purple nail polish and then just a thick layer of black eyeliner around my eyes and some black mascara. I also put in some pink, purple and blue hair extensions to match my outfit. (outfit on profile).

Becky and I pulled up to school and as usual we got funny stares. Becky would shy all up and start to walk faster, while I on the other hand would be normal, who gives a fly fuck? I know a popular girl hanging out with an emo, what isn't there to stare about, but they know that we have been best friends since third grade, get over it. But most of the stares are of hate because I'm enemies with the main boy. Ohhh.I had twenty minutes to kill before class would start. That's when I saw the Soccer Snob. He was sitting around wth his other soccer freaks.

I walked up to him where he was laying on the table in a relaxed pose. As his friends saw me they started to move away from Trevor to avoid my rage that was set clearly on my face. Trevor saw me and smirked.

"Hey babe, come to-" He stopped him mid sentence

"Shut up you fucking cunt!" I yelled.

"Wow, monster girls angry, rawr" He said smugly as he got up from the table and stood infront of me, "It turns me on". Then I slapped him. As soon as I did everyone went silent and went elsewhere incase the emo girl came and back handed them. I could see the redness of where my hand slapped him appearing on his cheek.

'You fucking cunt, don't talk to me like that! You stole my bike last night and I want it back" I said. The anger was evident on my face and now the bright red hand print stood out on Trevor's face like a fucking lightbulb.

"You not getting it back now monster girl" He said.

"Do you know how much fucking pain you cause me last night! If it weren't for Becky I probably would have ended up killing myself last night you fucking prick!" The tears were streaming freely down my face and the smirk that had found it's way back on his face

disappeared with each word I said, "Yeah that's right, I'd probably would have been lying in the gutter of the graveyard waiting for someone to see me yo-" Trevor put his hand over my mouth to prevent me from speaking.

"Shhh, it's ok" He tried to pull me into a hug but I pulled away.

"DON'T PLAY THAT FUCKING SHIT ON ME!" I screamed. I started to run towards Becky's car when I felt Trevors hand grab my wrist, I didn't need to look back to know that much.

"Look, I'm sorry I was just having some fun" He said.

"FUN! YOU CALL KILLING ME FUN?" I said then I laughed insanely, "You are a fucking sick bastard, you know that Trevor?"

"Only for you" He said and then he pulled me to him and then he kissed me. His arms went around my waist trying to get a reaction out of me but I just stood there frozen until I realized that I had stop him. I tried to push him away but only succeded in getting his lips off mine for a few seconds before they managed to find there way to mine again. I felt him grab my ass and gasped in shock. He took his advance to slide his tounge into my mouth. It was then that Becky had come to the rescue and slapped Trevor on the cheek that wasn't totally red and swollen. Sometime I thinks she's to nice for her own good. Becky took my hand and we both walked away from Trevor . . . I think this is the start of a really fucked up week . . .

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