So this it the last part of the lake house chapter, which has been quiet eventful i must say. anyway I hope you like this chapter. Please, pretty please leave a review or pm me telling me what you thought of it. :D

I laid out my life story to Jackson, well some of it, just my life in Atlanta before we came here. Jacskon nodded and stayed quiet as he took in all the information. I told him how Rebekah and I fled there after the attack on our house in France. It was by Rebekah's brother, Kyle and the French police. I told Jackson that he opened fire on our place and blew the house to peices. Someone of something had provoked him into trying to kill us so he had used wooden bullets and burnt the house down. We had come to America looking for peace, a clean slate for a new begining. I started about how I had met Tyler at school. We had met like how Stiles and I had met, he was my guide for the school and most of our classes were the same. We started our bond when he invited me to come sit with his group at lunch and in our classes together we always sat together, getting up to mischef and talked about shit that really didn't matter. I was having fun, and one day he had told me, during one of our constant laughter sessions in class,

"You know, you're pretty cute when you laugh"

I blushed and looked down at the ground thinking 'he thinks I'm cute!'. Tyler had just smiled and hugged me. I happily returned the hug. One day he asked me out and I had said yes excitedly, not knowing that it would be one of the worst mistakes ever. Our relationship started off slow and almost ended after I had found out he cheated on me. All he said was,

"We're moving too slow, I have needs and your not satisfying them"

It was so blunt and I was so heartbroken and this was where I made another mistake. I forgave him. Without him I felt alone, I hated that feeling, so I went back to him saying that we can speed things up. Tyler smiled, kissed me and took me up to his room. We were making out, and he had stripped me down, taking of his clothes at the same time. He was getting straight to the point, no foreplay just sex. He rammed his dick into me, with only a little bit of spit as lube and no stretching. It really hurt. After he had finish he climbed off me and laid down beside me. I went to lay down on his chest and cuddle to make it fell more special but Tyler just pushed me away.

"I don't do cuddles after sex. Seems to clingy"

That shattered me. I got up and out of the bed, grabbed my things and left. Our sex was like that from then on, but I still stuck around. I thought I loved him and love can make you do crazy things. We were together, just, but our relationship was pushed to the extremities quite often. I kept making the mistake of forgiving him. I told him about what had happened to Rebekah and I at some point, he said he wouldn't tell anybody about it but that was just another lie. One day someone was making fun of Rebekah for something in her past that she wasn't proud of. She seemed fine until we got home that day and she broke down. She had cried like I have never seen before. I had spent the entire night holding her close, telling her how sorry I was. Rebekah had finally cried herself to sleep.

"I'm so sorry"

I whipered into the top of her head as a tear fell down my cheek. It was my fault. The next day, Rebekah didn't come to school. The person who was making fun of Rebekah, was sitting in my seat for chemistry, flirting with my boyfriend, and I lost it. I walked over to her, grabbed her by the throat and threw her across the room. She slammed into the wall, I could hear bones breaking. But I wasn't done. I lifted up the desk from ground and threw it at her. She was crushed by it and there was blood dripping from her stomach. My Bloodlust kicked in and my eyes turned red. I looked over at Tyler, he looked shocked, and scared. I smiled. I ran at vampire speed over to the door and locked it so no one could leave. I spent the next ten minutes compelling everyone to forget. But Tyler didn't. He was immune. Like Lydia.

"What are you?"

"So what did you tell him?" Jackson asked looking scared and worried.

"I trust you Jackson, so this is why I'm telling you this" I said and breathed in, Jackson looks of worry increased "I'm a vampire"

Jackson looked shocked. He didn't say anything for a while and I began to panic.

"Jackson please" I pleaded "Say something"

"Prove it" It was all Jackson said but it was something atleast. I nodded and told him to follow. I could hear his heart racing. I took Jackson around the house and out to the cars. I walked over to mine.

"You wanted me to prove it right? Well here, watch" I said a I grabbed the bumper. I lifted it up like it was a feather and held it a few feet off the ground for a few seconds then put it back down. Jackson's mouth dropped.

"Woah" Jackson said quietly but I could still hear him. "Show me something else"

I decided show him one of the negatives. Bloodlust, and how dangerous it can be. I took him back to our room and grabbed three of the blood bags I had been hiding from him. I gave them to him, Jackson looked confused but took them anyway. I took him out to the forest behind the Lake house.

"Wait here, when you see my eyes glow red, chuck one of the blood bags at me. Once I've finished that one throw another and then again for the third. After three bags I can break my hold on Bloodlust." I said being informative

"What are you doing?" Jackson asked with the worried look of before returning.

"I'm showing you something bad about being a vampire" I said subtly and walked over to one of the big trees and hid behind it. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to Bloodlust. It hurt a bit, giving myself over but you get over it quickly. Now all I could focus on was the heart beat coming from behind me. I turned around, gripped onto the tree and completely uprooted, staring Jackson in the eye, I breathed in. Jackson scent was intoxicating, and relaxing in a way, it reminded me of comfort. Jackson looked like he had just shat his pants. I stalked over to him and a blood bag came hurdling towards me. I caught and ripped into it, draining it of its contents. Another one came and I did the same, and again the the third but I still couldn't break free of Bloodlust. I could hear Jackson's heart beat pick up rapidly. He turned to run but I stopped him and tackled him to the ground. Being on top of him triggered something in me, strengthening me against the Bloodlust, strong enough to talk.

"Don't be afraid" I said sadisticly. "Kiss me"

Jackson responed immediately, doing as he was told. Jackson's lips on mine. It was one of the best feelings. I took in a deep breathe through my nose and shook off the Bloodlust. Jackson broke the kiss and saw that I was myself again. He let out a huf and just laid there beneath me. Wiping off the blood from his mouth, I climbed off him and did the same to myself. I turned around so my back was to Jackson. I started to cry. I had almost killed him, if I didn't tell him to kiss me he would be dead right now. Jackson came up from behind and hugged me. I gripped his arm and the tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Its okay" Jackson said and kissed the top of my head. I shook my head, cause it wasn't.

"N-no, it's n-not Jackson, I c-could have killed y-you. I almost lost c-control and ripped your t-throat out!" I tried to yell out but choked on it instead and sat there still crying in Jackson's arms.

"But you didn't" Jackson said in a calm voice and what he said next sounded like his life depended on it "Thank you, and thank you for trusting me. I wont tell anyone, I promise"

I promise. That one sentence meant the world to me. I knew I was safe with Jackson. I looked up and smiled at him then wnet back to hugging him, burying my face into his chest. Jackson just held onto me, I could have stayed like that for the rest of my life.