Emmett's Pov
Emmett's Pov
The angel had stayed. The pain had dimmed, but my throat still burned. The man called Carlisle spoke to me. "What's your name?"
"Emmett Mcarty"
"Ok, Emmett, this is complicated you're not dead, you're a vampire"
"Vampires don't exist"
"Yes they do"
"WTF!"
"I know, that's what I thought" interrupted my angel.
"That's AMAZING!" I continued. She made a face at me like she was repulsed by my acceptance. Then I realised, "blood?" I asked.
"We give you the choice, you can stay with us and drink animals or you can go on your own and drink humans?" another woman said.