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P.S Evil Side of Jared=William. They share the same body! Dont forget that even though there's a name change!

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Fourth Floor Hallway

Her eyes closed and her breath hitched at hearing those words escape his lips. Was it true?

She looked up at him and knew from his eyes that he believed it to be true. That she was his soul.

Without thinking she pressed her lips to his.

She had taken him by surprise, but he unexpectedly kissed her back, parting her lips with his to taste her. Those same soft lips that had caused her unbelievable torture from another user, moved rhythmically with hers, bringing forth a passion that had been hidden deep within an unknown part of her.

It felt right to be kissing him, as if this was where she was destined to be, in his arms. The feeling was strange, dazing, but absolutely perfect. She felt like she had never been whole until this very moment in her life.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, attempting to bring him closer into her.

His hands pulled against her lower back, pulling her flush against something very hard. His kiss deepened, his lips now hungrily moving against her mouth. She responded with her own passion, thrusting her tongue inside his mouth. He tasted so good. As their tongue tangoed within their mouths he moved them against the wall, pressing her back into it. His hands began to run up and down her length, gently fondling all he could touch.

She pulled back with a groan and threw her head back as he ran kisses down her neck, all the while pulling one of her legs up around his waist.

Her breathing was increasing, her heartbeat racing. What was he doing to her? She had never wanted anyone more in her life then she wanted him. She gasped when he licked a sensitive part on her neck, but as suddenly as this started, she suddenly wanted it to stop. Something started to feel strange and this wasn't a good strange. He felt different. His muscled tensed, his kissing violent.

She removed her leg from around his waist quickly and stood trying to push him away from her. This wasn't right... he suddenly didn't feel right. He resisted her, continuing his onslaught on her neck.

"No," she whispered, pushing against his chest in anger. "No!"

She gasped in pain when she felt his teeth plunge into her neck. The pain was overpowering, and she felt herself start to tingle with the energy rising in her chest once more, this time out of fear.

Knocking him away with her super human strength, she glared down at him, gripping her neck tightly. Blood was trailing right down her neck and staining her shirt. If she didn't keep pressure to it she was sure she would pass out.

He grinned up at her with burning red eyes, "Hey Mouse."

"William, what the hell are you doing out?" she hissed. No wonder she had suddenly been opposed to their physical intimacy; William had emerged. And he had completely ruined her moment with the real Jared.

"You didn't miss me at all?" he asked, holding his heart in feigned pain. "I'm offended!"

"Shut up," she snapped, moving herself even further away from him on the wall.

He grinned devilishly and stood in one swift motion. "What's wrong love? Did I ruin a perfectly good make out opportunity? It seems like everyone's getting some action around here except for me! Don't I deserve a little attention?"

"You deserve to live out the rest of your immortal days in hell."

"Well, you see," he began, stepping predatorily towards her, "I'm already there."

She felt her back collide with the corner of the wall and realized he had backed her into a dead end. Shit she thought.

He suddenly grinned, revealing two very pointed and very sharp eyeteeth. "No really, I've been to hell, and it's actually not as bad as you would think. Jared didn't have such a fun time, but I enjoyed it thoroughly. All those lost tortured souls, just suffering their punishment for eternity." He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, as if to savor an old memory.

"You disgust me," she whispered dangerously.

He laughed, a manic laugh that didn't have any feeling behind it whatsoever, throwing his head back at her outrageous comment. "I disgust you? That's rich Mouse, considering you were just molesting me against a wall! Do you always kiss people that you hate?"

Her eyes burned with murderous hatred. If there wasn't another person living inside of that body, she would kill him, she had no doubt. "I don't have anything to say to you, William," she said, turning away from him.

He snarled. She was going to turn her back on him like he was beneath her? He grabbed her arm painfully and spun her to face him. "You may have nothing to say, but I cant say the same, Mouse. We have unfinished business to discuss," he growled, dragging her towards his bedroom, the blood chamber.

She struggled uselessly against his grasp, but he threw open the door and shoved her inside in a matter of seconds, locking the door behind him and tucking the key into his pants pocket.

She stood defiantly in the center of the room, refusing to acknowledge his stare by looking at the floor. She had hoped to never enter this room again, but her hopes meant little in this place.

"If you remember the promise you made to me, Serena, you said you would not only train with those stupid newborns, but you would also tell me everything. All of your little secrets, all the things that you wanted to keep from the mind readers."

"All my secrets? What secrets? Nothing's ever been a secret. I haven't hidden anything from you that you couldn't have found out on your own, which is exactly what you seem to have already done!"

"Maybe I just want to hear you say it?"

"To what point and purpose? To make me feel more guilt then I already do about every single mistake I've ever made in my entire life?"

He was suddenly right in front of her, inches from her face, a terrible glare across his face. "To figure out what's the truth. To figure out this little story in which you are the star, Gabriella Smith."

She remained mutinously quiet as she stared back into those burning red eyes.

"I can always rip out that poor excuse for a girl's throat!" he threatened, referring to Rarity, the girl he had almost killed to get her to agree to his stupid demands in the first place.

"Don't you dare drag her back into this!" she hissed, stepping even closer to him in her anger. "I'll answer your questions, but they wont be anything you haven't heard before."

"I want to know why you just glowed like the sun, Serena. I want to know if you felt the way he did, I want to know what it was that passed between you as soon as the two of you touched, and I want to know every single experience with the power you've ever had, even the ones I've already been a witness to."

"You saw all of that?" she had been momentarily taken off guard due to the fact that William was aware of everything that Jared did within their shared body. Was Jared then aware of everything that William did as well? She regained her composure quickly, ignoring his last demand.

"I experienced everything he did in that moment, enough to make me sick! What is it with soulful beings?" he muttered the last part in disgust, stepping away from her to wonder about the room.

She kept her eyes on the clean spot floor, not wishing to see the torturous devices lining the walls, or the remaining flesh covering other pieces of the floor.

"Serena," he sing songed dangerously, "you're not answering my questions."

"You haven't asked me any questions," she snapped. "Just declared 'wants'."

He was suddenly behind her, pulling her back into him, making her gasp in surprise. His arms circled around her stomach in a vice grip, and he leaned in close to her ear to whisper, "Why did you glow? You weren't threatened or in danger of anything, so why were you lighting up the hallway like the 4th of July?"

"I…I don't know," Serena managed to stutter out.

"What were you feeling at the time?"

"Happiness, lo…" she stopped and there was an awkward pause between them.

"Say it," he hissed in her ear, gripping even closer into him.

"Love."

"For Jared?" he sneered.

"Yes," she whispered back, beginning to feel the fear that rose in her throat every time he was like this with her.

He then pushed her away from him, snorting in derision. "Love!" he shouted out. "You love a man you've only seen, what, two times? You hadn't even formally met until just now!"

She turned to face him quickly, her face contorted in anger. "You asked me what I felt and I told you! There's no need to voice your harsh judgments! I am aware that I've only spoken to him twice, the first time I barely remember," she whispered this last part, but he still heard her.

"Then tell me, Mouse, what is it about him that makes you quiver in your panties?"

She gave him the worst glare she could muster, wishing that her powers allowed her to kill with just a look. "I don't know what it is about him that makes me care for him, but when I touched him, I knew. We are going to be together, no matter what you or anyone else says to try and ruin it."

"Strong words Serena. But I doubt you've really thought things all the way through. A strong physical attraction isn't love, just lust. And I know that's all he feels for you. He may not be able to see it, but once he's had you, he'll get over you and move on."

Serena frowned, trying to hide the hurt in her eyes. "No he won't. We both felt something. We connected on a level that you will never be able to comprehend. I'm not just a piece of meat to him, like I am to you."

He turned to face her again, a sadistic grin on his face. "Which reminds me of another promise you made to me, Mouse."

She took a step away from him, fearing what was going through this vampire's head. "Which would be?"

"When Nikolas had Mel, when he was torturing her, you promised me something," he started mockingly, taking taunting steps towards her once again, an evil glint in his eyes that made her eyes widened in realization. "For Mel's safety you promised me that I could do whatever I wanted with you after I helped poor, troubled Mel. Well, it's been days and you haven't given me anything that I've wanted. Its time to repay a debt, Serena."


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