Bite me
Chapter one
I do not own any of the characters as they are from OUAT. This is gonna be around the storyline of the vampire diaries but very different. I am no good at updating so if i do manage to update it might not be amazing. I never really write fics so i hope this is okay so far. So send me a review on your opinion. if this does okay i will carry on.
13th September 2011
Dear Diary,
My name is Emma Swan… I am just an ordinary girl. Well I thought I was until today. I just started my senior year at high school it was kind of tough starting back at school as I just lost two people that are close to me. But then I had my first class of the semester (it was English my favourite subject) and something just felt weird. I looked over to the corner of the classroom and see someone I have never seen before. I always thought I have this special superpower where I can tell someone is lying or someone that is special. She seemed different… too different. She had such beautiful hair. That sounds a bit creepy. Her hair is about shoulder length, a mix between black and dark brown. It was hard to tell with the lighting if it was brown or black. But it looked so soft. I was just standing there staring at her. I think everyone noticed… but she did not.
The only seat left in the room was the one next to her. I was pretty nervous to sit next to someone that gorgeous. I walked over to her and when I looked straight at her I noticed a scar on her lip. I asked if it was okay to sit next to her. Then she looked up with a glare and nodded. She seemed angry or maybe shocked. But I was more focused on her eyes now, her remarkable brown eyes. God she is stunning. I sat next to her and all I could smell was apples. Fresh apples. I hate apples… but today I love them. She smelt amazing. Why was no one else feeling attracted to her? She is just insatiable. Class had started and I just kept staring at her. Then she said, "If you keep your mouth open like that you will catch flies. By the way we are on page 50 in the book". I quickly then got my head down into the work we were doing.
Who does poems on their first day back? I tired not to look at her for the rest of the class, which somehow worked. As the bell went me and the brunette (I don't know her name yet) walked out of class together and she followed me to my locker. Pushed me against my locker and crashed her soft lips onto mine. We kept kissing for what seemed like hours but she broke it apart. She was breathing heaving. Then I could feel her breathe on my neck, I could keep something going on in my core. I told her my name and she was about to say hers. But just before she was about to I was still holding my books and managed to get a stupid paper cut. Then I looked up after realising it and she was gone.I just thought maybe she has a phobia of blood. But she is definitely different. I never saw her for the rest of the day.
As soon as I got home there was a blank diary in my bag. It's the one I am writing in now. It had a note in it saying "write in the journal when you need to. It helps when you are grieving or need to let your emotions out. I could tell you were holding back emotions today. I did not mean to run away today I just get a bit queasy at blood. You are beautiful Emma and you are special. Sorry about the kiss too just felt right even though we just met. I felt connected. I guess I will see you tomorrow at school. I think we have history and also biology together. So I will see you tomorrow then. You have ravishing hair and eyes. Blonde hair and green eyes are perfect together. I would like to get to know you. Hope you get everything you want written down that needs to be. I have one of my own. Yours truly R M." hopefully I will find out her name tomorrow. But like I said she is different. I know nothing about her but she does something to me to make me attracted to her. Any way today was the first day I felt happy after the tragedy with my parents.
But I will see how the future holds out for me.
The blonde placed her pen down and just breathed. As she let out the big sign she closed her diary and touched her lips. She was remembering how the dark haired girls lips felt on hers. Emma wanted it again. She wanted her too much. The green eyed seventeen year old closed her eyes and her lips curled into a satisfying smile. She slowly got off her bed and placed the diary in her drawer at her dressing table. She headed back to her bed and settled into it. She sighed again and then turned off her lamp that was placed next her bed on a little table. Emma placed her head down on her pillow and slowly drifted into a deep sleep.
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The older brunette starts pacing around her rustic living room. She lived in an enormous family house that was built in the 1800's. She places her head in her hands and sits down on a considerably large sofa. The brown eyed girl picks up her mobile phone and clicks on the name Kathryn. It starts ringing as the girl bites her nail enough nor to break it.
"Hey Reggie how is Storybrooke treating you!" Kathryn says on the electronic device.
"You know calling me Reggie makes me want to break your neck. And do not think about calling me Gina either." The brunette shouts down the phone.
"Sorry Regina, so what have you called me for. It has been five months."
"You remember Emily right? Of course you do. You set us up. Yeah… Erm I met this girl Emma at school and she reminds me of her. Both Blonde hair but this one is different. She has green eyes instead of blue. I kissed her because she reminded me of her. Well I think that's why I kissed her. But then she cut her finger and nearly bit her. So I ran and I do not know what to do." Regina nervously explained to the blonde on the other end of the phone.
"It is up to you Regina last time I tried to help you wanted to rip my heart out so I am not getting involved. Just don't get in bed with her straight away. Get to know her. Take her out. If it is gonna get serious don't hold back on telling her what you are."
"Thank you Kathryn"
"I got to go text me how it goes. Bye Gina!" Kathryn chuckled to the brunette.
The phone line cuts just when Regina was about to say her goodbyes. The brunette walks up the ancient wooden staircase and heads to the furthest room from the top of the stairs. She opens her bedroom door. As she walks in she slams it shut and lets out a massive sign and a tear falls onto her cheeks. She wiped away her what was left of the tear and headed for the small fridge in her closest. As she opens it, the smell of blood in a hospital blood bag attracts her. As she takes one she takes a glass from above the fridge and pours the contents into it. The dark eyed girl walks over to the king sized bed and takes a sip of the human blood. She places the glass onto the bedside table and opens the drawer. She picks up her diary and a pen out of it. Regina takes off the lid to the pen and opens the book. As soon as it opens to the next new page and lets the ink flow onto the paper writing down her thoughts.
13th September 2011
Dear diary,
Today has been eventful, nearly lost control today for the first time in a while. It's a girl. A girl named Emma. She is blonde too. Stunning in every way. She reminds me of her too much, I cannot handle it. She even smells of cinnamon too. She cut her finger today, the blood just smelt too good. I nearly bit this innocent girl. Right after I kissed her I was thinking about biting her. This is not like me; I stopped biting humans a long time again. This is not the way to start again. To a girl that reminds me of Emily whom I killed and I was in love with. I want to get to know Emma though. She seems different to Emily. But also reminds me of her too which is pretty scary because I met her in Storybrooke too.
But Emma seems special, well she must be if I made out with her on her locker just after meeting her. Her lips even tasted of cinnamon too. They were so soft and perfect too, I want her. I want to see more of her. I want to taste her in every waypossible. How can someone that's dead like me like someone alive and perfect. In class today when she sat next to me I just listened to her breathing. I have never heard breathing sound beautiful. Her green eyes just sparkle in the light, I want to stare at them forever.
I have to tell her what I am though. But I know I am not ready to. I am scared she is going to want to kill me or refuse to see me. Maybe I won't tell her just yet. I will just get to know her first. Then see how things lead out. If they don't work out I will just flee Maine and head to Canada maybe. Her skin is so soft too, but all I could think about is her luscious lips and the vein on her neck. I want her so badly. But I don't want to hurt her, not like what I did to Emily.
I do wish that SHE didn't turn me into this monster. I don't like hurting people. I don't like fleeing out of everywhere because I either killed someone or I don't age. I just want to live in a home where I can stay forever with someone I can be with and love forever.
I want to be human again.
I want to feel love again.
I want happiness.