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Disclaimer: I do NOT own twilight, or any of Stephanie Meyers character or ideas x( I only own the idea of my story. …as long as it will stay that way, sometimes I need a lot of help from my friends when I'm writing. Raaaawr. Enjoy xD (sorry for spelling Vladimir wrong last chapter)

Pain! I couldn't feel anything but pain, it felt like my blood was on fire. God it was painful. Then… it stopped. I was so relived, I took a deep breath, I could almost smell everything in the room. I opened my eyes, I had never been able to see anything so clear before. It was a small room; with a bed, a closet and a nightstand, and of course, a door. The door opened, a man came in.

"Hello dear. How do you feel?" Now I recognized him, he had been sitting next to me in the pain, talking to me.

"better." I said, and then an extreme hunger came over me, I growled.

"food's this way" he said as if he had read my thoughts. I followed him, a young man (about my age) stared at us, I growled at him. Then I caught this delicious smell. I ran towards the smell. It was a male hiker, yum, I jumped the last 50 meters over to him and bit him, the blood was delicious. I heard a sound. I dropped my food to see what it was, Stefan was standing behind me.

Was he trying to steal my food? No, he stopped and watched me.

"He's mine" I growled. Just in case.

"yes of course he is" Stefan said struggling. He was hungry. I picked my half eaten food up and finished it.

Yuck. Had I just killed a man, and drunk his blood? Ew. I stared at Stefan, he nodded as if he read my thoughts. I closed my eyes to calm down. The I noticed it, in the dark I saw like a red glowing tread, I reached out for it with my thoughts, another tread showed up, a yellow one, I realized it was my tread I lead my tread to the red one and held them together.

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I looked at her, she was so beautiful, why was she so upset? Why did the thought of blood discus her? Why was I drinking blood? Witch right had I to kill people? What was this? Why was I arguing with myself? I had been drinking blood all my second life.

"it's how I survive" I didn't mean to say it out loud, I just did. What was happening to me? Why couldn't I think straight? Why did I doubt on everything I thought?

Then I realized it…

Oh, another short chapter, I suck at this. Arg. So… what did Stefan realize? I bet most of you have realized it to, but I can at least hope some of you didn't. Arg, I'm a pirate xP

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