Chapter three. Sorry about the wait. I have two other stories im writing as well. Im happy though. I found out sat. that I'm going to the midnight premier for twilight with my best friend!! XDDD. This story is almost over. It was for school and I told you guys it was going to be short. If you guys (My readers) would like it, I'll write a sequel. You gotta review though. Thanx.

Bells

He pulled away, to soon for me, and looked in my eyes.

"Maybe if you're distracted by something else, the hold would weaken." He paused and the look on his face was almost pleading. "'

"Would you like to be that something?" I asked trying to color my tone with amusement to no avail.

"You are amazing. You can read minds too!" he said a giant smile ran across his face.

"No I can't read minds. You just made it overly obvious." I said through a laugh. He smiled but his smile was asking for something else.

"I would be glad to help you, priestess." He replied while he bowed his head and gave the respectful vampyre salute. My face was heating up. I have never been respected like this before.

"Thank you." As I replied, I put his hand under his head and lifted it up so I could see his face. "You can't imagine how much that means to me." His eyes were filled with the affection that was coursing through my body.

He put his arms on either side of my and put his hands on the stage. The scent hit me and I was across the room in a second. My own speed startled me but the look on his face was appalled and scared. "Your hand." I whispered. Something had cut his hand. He looked confused but when he brought his hand into the light, sorrow painted his face. "I'm sorry." The tears and I started for the door. The outside air was clean and it helped to clear my senses. I didn't hear the door open and his footsteps were silent. "Erik, I can smell the blood from your hand. If you get too close, I won't be able to control myself. I'm a monster." I confessed, turning around. I opened my mouth to tell him how sorry I was, but as my mouth moved, no sound came out. I spun and ran

I ran with the same speed that I had before in the REC hall. I was by the dorm in a matter of seconds. It usually took me a couple minutes to get here. I was walking towards the door and then the thought of my friends ambushing me came to my mind. I wouldn't of been able to handle it. I turned, looking for alternatives when I saw my poor old bug glisten in the moonlight. Without much thought, I got into the car and turned the key. I rolled down the window and put my hand out into the relaxingly cool night air. Something sharp caught my hand and a insignificant pain radiated through my palm. My hand was bleeding but the smell didn't bother me at all. I forgot about it and grabbed my cellphone. I called Heath and it only had to ring once. I told him to meet me at the starbucks in five minutes.

When I got to the starbucks, I parked in the most hidden spot. I got out of the car and sat at the table under the tree so the spot light on the side of the building wouldn't hit me. when a fledgling leaves the house of night, we are supposed to cover our Marks. I left in such a rush that my unique Mark brilliantly contrasted against my skin like usual. I heard Heath coming up the sidewalk.

"Heath, I'm over here." I said standing up. His head whipped around toward the sound of my voice and a grin stretched across his face. A lump dropped in my stomach. He shouldn't be this happy to see me.

"Hey bebe, whats the rush?" his fafce was confused.

""I'm sorry. I was mad and wanted to see you." I lied. I was here to tell him I wasn't going to be seeing him anymore.

"It's ok. I was thinking of you anyways. Let's sit down." He sat by the trees trunk. I sat beside him and he put his hand on my thiegh. "Why were you mad?"

"Because I'm a monster. I almost sucked blood from a fledgling!"

"Calm down Zoey. Come here." He tugged me closer to him. I fell onto his warm chest. We sat there for a while and I did calm down. "See. Now that's better." He lifted my chin and kissed me. He was tender at first but got harder and more passionate. He started to get too hard. I tried to pull away but he wouldn't let me go. He was pulling me closer. I kept pushing but it only gave him room to start undoing my shirt buttons. The anger I had just settled was rising with a bigger force. I was about to snap when I jumped out of his grasp by instinct. I had forgotten about my vampire strength.

"Get your hands off me!!!" I screamed. I saw something glisten in the light and it was in his hand. It was a razor blade. The anger inside me was turning into rage. My instincts took over and it felt like I was just a spectator. I had lost control.