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She slept peacefully that night. Her small body curled up on my bed. Her breathing soft. Her aura calm. I laid beside her for awhile. I just watched her. Watched her in fascination. I knew that this human was something more then a meal. I knew that she held me in her hands. She doesn't even realize it. Just the soft look in her eyes. Her electrifying personality. It was complete bliss.

I watched her stir repeatedly, before fluttering her eyes open. I was leaned against my wall, by the bedroom door as she started to take in her surroundings. She slowly sat up, but I heard her wince in pain. I wanted to swiftly be there in a matter of milliseconds, but I simply walked over to my bed and took a seat next to her.

She looked disoriented as she looked at me with wide eyes. She placed her feet on the floor and crossed her arms over her chest, while looking down away from me.

"What happened last night?"

I wasn't surprised that she didn't remember, frankly, I found it more appropriate that she didn't exactly know. I intended to keep her in the dark. But when she locked her crystal blue eyes to mine, all thoughts of isolation towards her vanished.

"You were attacked by K.C."

She furrowed her eyebrows and shifted her eyes to no where in particular, as if trying to remember what happened.

"I saw you and brought you back here, you have some minor injuries." I gestured to her cheek.

She subconsciously placed her hand to her cheek. She ran her hand over the scratch a few times before turning back to me.

"Where's K.C.?"

"Don't worry about him right now." I could feel my blood starting to boil by the mention of his name.

Clare looked away again and I wondered if it was because she saw my eyes last night. She better have not caught a good glimpse of them, for she would know there was something different about me. I already suspected she knew there was something out of the ordinary with me, what with the my personality and how I am towards supernatural topics. I wonder if she found out how she would react. I had an eerie feeling that she would be okay with it, but I can't risk it.

"I'm just trying to figure out what happened. I feel like my mind has been blocked," she muttered quietly.

I moved closer to her and placed a hand-making sure its not the scarred one-over hers. She looked back at me as I stared intently at her.

"Don't worry about it. You're fine. That's all that matters." I stated.

She sighed but nodded quickly.

Adam was on his way in here and he smelt like human blood. I growled internally and excused myself to go out of the room. Once Adam entered, I pushed his body up against the wall. I kept one hand on his chest as I eyed him carefully. There was no trace of blood or ripped clothing. He looked just like a regular kid.

"What are you doing here?" I pulled my hand away.

"You told me I could stay here for awhile." He fixed the hat on his head.

"Key word, 'awhile'. I thought you left since I didn't see you when I came back." I raised an eyebrow.

"I smelt you and a human coming so I took off and went to find someone to eat." He sniffed the air. "But by the looks of it, that human is still here."

I ignored his comment. "You went out all night just to find one person?"

He shifted uncomfortably at my gaze that pinned him in place. "Okay so maybe I was a little hungry…"

I rolled my eyes. "Idiot."

I felt Clare eyes burning a hole through my back. I turned around and saw her standing at my bedroom door, leaning against the archway. Probably still weak. She walked over to us. I watched her every move. Her eyes were on mine before she flickered them to Adam's. She stopped in front of me and smiled in Adam's direction.

"Hello, I'm Clare."

Adam walked over so he could be beside me. "Adam, it's nice to meet you."

I knew that Adam was still recent and probably couldn't control his thirst that well. My theory was proven right when I saw him eyeing Clare predatory. I knew he didn't intentionally mean it, because he just ate, but I needed to get Clare out of here, before I kill him.

I grabbed Clare by the waist and gave Adam a warning look. "I'm going to take Clare home. See you later." I gritted out of my teeth.

Adam seemed to snap back in reality and nodded rapidly, going to the bathroom. I led Clare out of the apartment and we walked out on the street.

On the walk to her place, Clare looked distant and very lost. She was quiet most of the time but would ask a few questions here or there about last night. I would simply avoid them by changing the subject or hide as much detail as possible. I didn't know exactly how much she remembered, but I knew she wasn't telling me something.

When we reached her house, we stayed in front of the door for a few minutes. Clare looked at me cautiously before a small smile spread across her face.

"Thank you, for helping me last night."

"No problem."

I suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline and wanted to kiss her. I swooped down and captured her lips with mine while my hands grabbed her hips. She gasped, having my tongue slip into her mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. I could never get used to kissing Clare Edwards, because every time her lips were on mine, they were more mesmerizing then the last kiss we shared.

Clare broke away, she gasped for air and released her arms from my neck. I smirked as I left down her driveway, leaving her flustered.

When I knew I was away a good distance, I ran to the one thing I was determine to finish. I smelt his scent from the Dot and followed to were he was now. It lead me to a small apartment complex. I went upstairs and found his door. I listened to see if anyone was in there. I heard one soft breathing with light snoring.

It was only him.

I broke the handle and entered the apartment. I went into his room and saw his sleeping body. I paced back and forth slowly as I watched him and thought how I was going to end him. I didn't want to drink his blood because the thought of it disgusts me. I could always finished what I did last night. Too peaceful for him.

I was looking down on him when I plunged my hand into his chest, causing him to violently gasp and cringe in agony. I moved my hand around a bit and smiled as the boy before me twisted in sheer pain. When I found his heart , I yanked it out. I looked at the organ before throwing it on the ground. I looked at his lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling, me feeling content to finally erasing this prick from the human race.

I washed my hands in his bathroom before leaving his apartment.