(Valentine's P.O.V)

It had been on his mind for a long time now, that human boy that haunted his every dream. He could still hear his hear that plea of help, the sweet blood that made his mouth water every single time he thought about it, the warmth of the boy in his arms, that warmth a vampire can never have. But these constant thoughts were killing him, sometimes he would crave that human's blood so badly.

So he came up with a plan to end it all. As he walk through the hallways of the great mansion looking for his older brother Jagger he entered a room in which his brother was sitting on a chair in front of the fireplace. The curtains were open on the window showing a fierce rainy night and flashes of lightening dancing across the sky. The boy approach his brother silently.

" Brother, can I talk to you." He asked.

" Then what is it, Valentine?" He asked with a strong voice that over powered Valentine's.

" I need a favour." His voice seemed small. Then he walked over and sat down in front of Jagger on the red carpet.

" What?" He answered. As Valentine looked into the blue & green eyes of his brother and he spoke a little louder.

" I need to go to America to that little town we visited sixteen years ago."

" What for?" He sounded a bit impatient.

" I have business to take care of there." His brother's intense gaze made him look down. Clearly he was afraid of his brother.

" Valentine, cut the crap and spit it out."

" I need to break the bond to a person I got imprinted too." He said. As he looked at Jagger he noticed a smirk crept across his face.

" To who? I hope a pretty girl."

" No, a boy." He said as he watched that smirk go away on Jagger's face. " It was accidental. That hunter shot me and I hid in his room. Then I drank his blood and got imprinted."

" Valentine, that's a stupid thing to go and get imprinted to someone. Especially when to break that bond your gonna break both of your hearts and it's gonna cause a lot of pain."

" I know, I know. It just happened, I didn't mean for it to happen. Just please let fix this. Kay I know what to do, I've read it in the ancient books." He pleaded.

Jagger rubbed his temples. " Fine, go pack your things! Your going in two days, I'll be there in a week to pick you up and fly you back."

Getting up, Valentine quickly ran to his room to start packing. With only one thought in mind


( Billy's P.O.V)

(The Next Day)

" It's so freaking hot!" I yelled as I threw my arms up. The sun blared down on me and Henry my best friend as we sat on the bleachers.

" Maybe if you didn't always wear black then maybe you wouldn't be so freaking hot(1)right now!" Henry yelled as he pushed his glasses up his nose.

" But it's my favourite colour!" I looked down at my Bring Me the Horizon T-shirt, black studded cargoes and combat boots. I was goth, something I wanted to be after my older sister left to Romania with her husband Alexander. Time to time she sends a letter or little trinkets. But when I became goth I never knew how lonely it was! I was the only goth in a school filled with popular snobs, Henry was my only friend and he's a geek. Although even though I was goth I still smart, always got straight A's and never was bad. I guess I never had it in me to be a rebel.

" Billy! Earth to Billy, you there?" Henry said as he waves his hand in my face.

" Uh Yeah I am now and get your hand out of my face!" I said then I pushed his hand away.

" The bell just rang. Let's head to class."

" Yeah okay." I said as we both ran towards class.


Slowly as Henry and I make our way through the crowded hallways, I get a slight head ache from all the noise. Henry stops and goes to his locker which is five lockers away from mine. I look towards my locker and see my arch nemesis, Brent. Who's locker stood next to mine. He was the quarter back of the football team and every girl's dream guy. Perfect in so many ways but cruel and mean on the inside. We were so different, I had black hair(2), he had sandy blonde hair, I had brown eyes that were thick with eyeliner, he had blue eyes, I had beige skin, he had tanned skin. We were different on so many levels and we hated each other for that too.

I still remember the first time I had met him, it was in Kindergarten, where he wanted to take my cookies. He was a spoiled brat who got whatever he wanted, whenever, whereever. But I guess I was the first to say "No" to him and that drove him crazy.

" Give'em here, kid." The blonde kid demanded as he held his hand out.

Sitting down playing with toy cars I looked up at him. " What?" I asked.

" The cookies, give them here or I'll teacher on you!" He threatened.

I looked at him like he were crazy or something because they were my cookies. " No." I said.

Sadly He didn't take no for answer. " Stupid kid." Then he quickly tried to swipe them away but I grabbed them. We were tugging the plastic bag back and forth, fighting over a bag of cookies.

" They are mine!" I screamed.

" I want them." He screamed. Then he tugged really hard, breaking the bag and sending seven cookies everywhere. Both of us fell to the floor on our butts, but it was the Blonde kid who began crying.

" Teacher! He pushed me!" Cried the boy as he pointed to me.

I shook my head. " Wait, no. I didn't do anything. He's lying."

As the teacher came running up to the boy. " Young man, you are in trouble. I am gonna have to call your parents." She said as she glared at me. " Don't cry, Brent." She patted his head and he looked at me then stuck out his tongue. What a brat.


My eye twitched at the thought of that unfortunate day and I tried to shake away the thought. To think he always tried to make my life hell. Like the time in forth grade where he hung me by my underwear on the coat racks or in seventh grade where he gave me a twirlie and the sad thing about it, he got away with all of it.

" Well if it isn't the emo nerd!" Laughed Brent as he swept his blonde hair aside. I snapped out of my trance and sighed

" Yeah, Emo Nerd." Said a football player.

" Just ignore them, just ignore them, just ignore them." I tell myself and just open up my locker then grab my text books.

" Nerd." Brent says then he knocked my books out of my arms.

Quickly I scrambled on the floor to gather my books. I couldn't stand this guy, bullying me for years, never ending name calling and constantly making rumours about me. God I wanted to punch him. But I knew better than to sink to their level.

" Come on, let's go to class." Henry said as he grabbed my arm and helped me up.

" Kay." I answered and walked away as if nothing ever happened.


Valentine hurried around in his room, looking for various items to take with him on his trip to Dullsville. In a way he was nervous but eager to meet this human boy. He felt ridiculous because of this. As he hurried to one corner for his favourite black sweater and the other for his skateboard. Then a knock at the door startled him.

" Come in."

Slowly the door opened and a pale girl in fluffy pink dress bounced in.

" Valentine!~" She sang with her arms behind her back.

" Hey Luna. What is it you need?" He asked in stoic voice.

She then pulled out a skateboard. " I bought you a new skateboard since your old one is getting...well old."

" Since your going away, we are gonna miss your birthday. So Luna and I bought this for you." Jagger said, he smiled and was leaning against the door frame.

I smiled. " Thank you so much."

" Your welcome." Said Jagger.

" Your welcome~" Then without notice, Luna hugged Valentine making him almost fall to the ground.

" I love you guys." Thought Valentine. These small moments Valentine cherished only because he loved his siblings a lot, even though they excluded him most times. " I'll meet you in Dullsville, Human."


1. Not Implying that way!

2. Thanks Q u e e n V a m p. Now Billy has black hair and brown eyes. All though if this isn't how he looks like then tell me so i could change it.

Anyways sorry for the wait. I had a lot of things that needed to be done. I feel kinda bad because of how simple it is at the end.

Btw Did you ever notice how Brent resembles Trevor? Weird huh?

Read and Review please.

Yours Truly,

Heartless.