It's been two days. Fourty-eight hours. Two-thousand, eight-hundred and eighty minutes. One-hundred, seventy-two thousand and eight-hundred seconds. I haven't had a clear head for two days. The young man was following me. I don't know what happened. One minute there's just the rush of freedom and then I'm haunted, once again, by humanity.

It wasn't anything spectacular really – just a simple touch. There wasn't a large flash of significance; there wasn't a choir of angels singing 'hallelujah' – nothing like you'd imagine it. I can still see his face, as clear as day and the confusion reeking off of his skin. He didn't understand my departure or my obliviousness to who he was; it was slightly entertaining.

I didn't want this fascination with the boy. I didn't want to be looking for him. I can still feel the call of his blood – deliciously calling for me. His smell was intoxicating; he wasn't coated with the chemicals the majority of the human race was covered in. No, he smelled just like him. It was fascinating.

The coven have been absent, supposedly something is going down with the council – some sort of retribution. I'm supposed to be there, leading them but, I couldn't leave LA. There was something about the boy that I had to get to know. He was under my skin and I wasn't sure if I wanted to rip him apart or let him live.

My hands flexed just thinking of tilting his neck, trailing a hand along his jugular – draining him dry. I could make it painful, retribution for the fickle fascination, or, I could make it pleasurable. I could have him begging for more; praying to hold on just alittle bit longer. I could have him pleading at my knees, praying for just a touch – retribution was a fickle thing.

There are moments in our lives that affect us more than anything else. These are the moments that no matter what, through the rough times and through the best of times, stay with us – down to our hearts and souls. They refuse to release their hold. They define who we are, what we are and what we stand for. They define who we have come to be and what we shall remain.

These moments are like the very air we breathe. They grow within us and build as the days' flow on and the years pass us by. They don't need to be framed or pictured in albums. They don't need a thousand people to be remembered by and they don't require any attention to be maintained.

These moments are our deepest and fondest memories. They stay with us and never escape. They cradle our dreams with soft embraces and gently kiss away our fears of what tomorrow will bring. They are what we all share, but never realise. They are what we all have experience but in our own unique way.

The first kiss.

The first love.

The first embrace.

The first time you realized just how powerful love can be.

It's funny how something so fragile can be so strong. Love can bend and break with ease, but it can always grow and become stronger than any force imaginable. It can weather all the storms 

and shelter us form the cold bitterness of the world. It can lift us up to touch the horizon and it can let us down to touch the deepest ocean. We can drown in its glory and bask in its light.

You never realise just how empty it feels without it in your life. You suddenly see how dull the sky is, how lifeless the flowers are and how bitter the days can be. It's ironic how without it, we are incomplete, but we are left without it for so long. Perhaps you really don't know what you've got until it's gone.

-Unknown

Screams – murderous, blood-curling screams. Girls, thousands of girls, jam-packed into a limited arena. It was heaven and hell mixed in one. The pumpin of blood, the dark lights; it was the perfect cover for a hunt. The only problem was that there were too many and too much movement. The place was too crowded; too many people would see the damage. Too many people would see them as they actually were.

"You said it would this would be interesting Lillian...I have yet to be fascinated," he grumbled, his eyes flashing a quick golden. He hadn't fed yet and being surrounded by so many willing humans – it truly was hard. He had to fight the instinct to immediately attack and devour. Savage and mutilate.

"I said it would be fascinating for me Lance...not you," she retorted, guiding him through the pulsating crowd. She needed to get as close to the stage as possible – she needed to be sure. She had been looking, trying to salvage what was left of her thoughts. He invaded her mind and yet, he had no clue. He had no idea that he was all she ever thought about since their meeting. Time moves so much slower for her kind.

"And yet here I am," he muttered, gazing around the arena. There were so many people that could so easily be taken but he was on strict rules tonight. There was to be no feeding, their leader had instructed so – it was just to clear Lillys' mind. Everyone had noticed the girls' distracted state.

"Because you love me," she whispered, nipping his ear gently. She slid her hand along his arm, flushing her body against his. She knew just how he'd react at her closeness and she grinned as he gripped her hips tightly – pulling her even closer. They weren't together, no, they were just friends. The line between friendship and lovers only blurred between them.

"Tease," he stated, pushing her gently away. He knew she'd never take their flirtations further than just a kiss and he hated that. She had him wrapped around her finger and he hated her for it. He hated that he couldn't define what they were.

"You'll enjoy it," she winked, turning to face the stage. They were right at the end of the catwalk, his arms encircling her waist. She comfortably leaned back into his embrace as the lights dim. She smiled as the screams grew quiet, just a low hum filling the humans' souls. It was peaceful. She closed her eyes gently as the music picked up and the screams erupted again. The night would definitely be long.



He didn't know why he was so nervous – it was just like any other show they did. The crowd was always different but reacted the same. Girlish screams filled his ears as he followed his brothers under the stage – quickly plugging in his connection to the band.

"You okay bro?" his little brother asked, jumping on the spot. They always did it to get their blood pumping – to boost up their performance.

"'Tis fine fro'bro," he nodded, biting his lip. Trepidation was running through his veins and he was nervous – really nervous for the first time. He didn't know what was waiting him in the crowd but it was making him nervous. It was pumping through his veins; invading his senses.

"You nervous?" his older brother questioned, raising an eyebrow at the younger boy. Usually his younger brother was jumping around, but at the moment, he was stock-still. Confusion and nervousness was present in his younger brothers' eyes.

"Just alittle," he replied honestly, gripping the steel bars behind him tightly. They were supposed to be lifted up off of the stage on the contraption but he wasn't sure if his legs would keep him up. He didn't know what was wrong with him.

"Just relax Joe...it's just another night," his younger brother shrugged, gripping his guitar tightly. He didn't want to make it obvious, but he was just as nervous as Joe. It was always the same each night – one brother would be the nervous out of all of them. It was their job to calm them down.

"I dunno what it is 'bout tonight Nick...something's gonna happen. I can feel it," Joe murmured softly, gazing down at his feet. He couldn't explain the feeling about tonight but he knew everything would change. It was pumping through his veins – the knowledge of change.

"It's gonna be fine Joe, nothing's irregular about tonight," his older brother stated, squeezing Joes' shoulder gently. They were about to start the concert and he didn't want Joe to start freaking out.

"We'll see Kevin, we'll see," Joe sighed, running a hand through his hair. He felt the floor below him slowly begin to move and his grip on the rail tightened. He couldn't help the fear creep through his veins but he tried to shake it off. It wouldn't do him any good if he was off kilter for the night.

Feed...The instinct was pumping through her veins. There were too many people. There were too many human bodies rubbing up against her arms – accidentally brushing flesh against flesh. She could hear it; she could almost taste it. It crawled along her skin and sunk into her flesh. Her body was humming with the feel of humanity.

"You need to calm down," Lance murmured into her ear, placing a hand on her lower-back to guide her. The concert was over and he had to admit, he did enjoy it. It was obvious that the middle-man had some sort of infatuation with Lillian – it was all in the eyes. They were both glued to each other.

"I'm fine," she snapped, stepping ahead of him. They were in-line to 'meet and greet' with the band. They just had to make it past security and temptation.



"Lillian," he growled, his eyes flashing a bright yellow quickly. He was annoyed that she wouldn't listen – he could see what she was about to do. She hadn't fed in-so-long that she couldn't control her urges well-enough. If she wasn't careful, everyone would find out exactly what she was.

"Lance..." she mocked, bowing her head in regret. She knew he was right but she couldn't give-in. She was strong-enough to control her urges; she needed to just get a glimpse of him. If she saw him once, he'd be out of her mind.

"Can I help you?"

"We're here for the band...backstage," Lance stated, pointing towards the two lanyard tags that both he and Lilly wore. His hand grazed her back and kept her steady as he saw her sway slightly.

"I'm not a child Lancaster...I can walk alone," she snapped, turning away from his offered hand. She didn't need anyones help – she could control her urges. She had been alive for 600-hundred years; surely she could control herself.

"Then stop acting as such Lillian," he growled, his eyes flashing a golden yellow. She wasn't the only one that hadn't fed in a long time; he was just as hungry. He didn't even know why she had decided to go to a place so full of humanity yet so far out of reach. They weren't apart of the real world – she didn't seem to understand that.

"Careful Lance...gotta watch that eye change," she smirked, shrugging off his retort. She knew he was just as she was – they couldn't really deny it for much longer. She'd only catch a glimpse and then they'd be gone. She only needed a touch and she'd forget – hopefully.

"Get it over with Lilly – I wanna get out of here," he nodded stiffly, ignoring her playful attitude. He didn't have time for it nor did he want to act on it. He could feel something in the air and he didn't like it. His senses were tingling and he knew something was about to happen – he just didn't know what.

"Right," she stated, knowing better than to mess with him when he was in that mood. She knew he felt something but he wouldn't share with her until she needed to know. Her eyes scanned the room – they weren't there yet. The boys' obviously needed time to cool-down after the show and she knew that the fans were sympathetic to that. "There not her..."

'I can't believe we're about to meet them!'

'I know...the concert was so cool!'

'Did you see Joe staring at that one girl in the middle?'

'Yeah, she is so lucky...he couldn't take his eyes off of her!'

'Oh my god! That's her Jen...'

'What? Where? Do you reckon they're like...together?'

'I don't think so...I mean, she didn't even look like she knew the words to their songs...wouldn't a girlfriend know that stuff?'

'She's looking this way...do you think she can hear us?'



'I don't think so...this rooms' packed and we're on opposite sides...'

'Then why's she starin'?'

She smirked as she turned away – her enhanced hearing coming in value at times. The girls were just gossiping amongst themselves but she giggled as someone else noticed the infatuation between them. So she wasn't the only one that noticed it – neither was Lance. She'd have to do something about it and quick – the coven couldn't find out about her little...dilemma. It wouldn't be accepted in her world.

"Here they come," Lance whispered into her ear, a chuckle to his tone. He had obviously heard what the two girls' were saying and his eyes were glued to the brunette. Sending her a wink, he turned his attention back to Lilly – her form slightly rigid. She was never nervous when it came to meeting people it was only a factor when her heart got involved. She didn't think she still had one but she did; it just mattered only when she used it.

"His eyes continuously flicker...he's looking for something," she observed, leaning back on one leg and observing the three boys. They were brothers – that much was clear but she could see the differences. Their auras were strikingly different. The eldest she presumed, was more blue and white, relating to a calmness and knowledge. The youngest was pure white; it was almost blinding her. She didn't know of someone that could be of such a pure nature yet he was standing before her. Joes' though, Joes' was all red and white – emotional.

"I'd say he found it," he smirked, watching as the boys' eyes widened as he saw Lillian. Stepping back, he pushed the girl forth, holding back the rest of the people in the line. He knew that Lilly only needed one more meeting and then the infatuation would be gone or else she'd make it be gone. The coven wouldn't accept the thing between them and he knew that Lilly didn't want to upset the coven – not in her position.

"Hey! Nice to meet you, I'm Kevin," the eldest extended his hand, smiling at the pretty blonde. He knew this was the girl that Joe seemed to be staring at throughout the entire concert and he tried his best to be subtle. The girl seemed normal enough – she wasn't screaming or ripping their hair out.

"Lillian," she smiled, shaking his offered hand. Her eyes were glued to Joes' as they widened in realization – he had just learnt her name.

"Nick," the youngest waved shyly, ruffling his curls. He could see something happening between Joe and the girl and he didn't know what to do. The other guy was holding back the fans and he was finally able to breathe for abit. He nodded to the man in thanks – getting a wink back.

"Are you going to introduce yourself J-"

"We've met Kev...she ran into me," Joe murmured, smiling towards the blonde. He never thought he'd see her again and then she turned up at one concert. He was thrilled and nervous all at the same time. There was something about her that he couldn't get out of his skin.

"Sorry 'bout that...it was just a game I was playing..." she blushed slightly, sending a look over her shoulder. She was taking too long and she could feel the hunger rising. She needed to leave soon or else she'd reveal herself.



"You run haywire through the streets just for the fun of it?" he asked incredulously, cocking an eyebrow at the girl. She wasn't what he expected of her at all – she was completely different. She stood out from the crowd around them; whether it was her clothes or just her, he didn't know.

"No...I get him..." she stated, jerking her head towards the well-built blonde blocking the others off for them. Her grin only widened as she saw the brothers peer around her, wondering what the two were up too. "...all riled up just for the fun of it."

"That got you running through the streets because..." Nick prodded, taking a liking towards the girl. She was completely different from the other screaming fans around them that he didn't really know how to take her. There was just something about her.

"That's a secret I'll never tell," she taunted lightly, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. Her skin was beginning to crawl with want for the people around her – she needed to get out. She could feel Lances' eyes on her and she knew he knew. They needed to get out and feed; they wouldn't do any good to anyone if they stayed there.

"Lillian, time to go," Lance stated, gripping her elbow tightly. He didn't mean to take his hunger out on her but he was losing control. They needed to get out of the crowded place before they both lost control.

"Right," she nodded, turning on her heel. She forgot all about the boys' behind her as she felt her eyes shift – she was losing it. Her self-restraint only got her so far before she completely lost control and she was so close to losing it.

"Wait! Just...wait!" Joe shouted, running after her. He saw the way that the man gripped her elbow almost possessively and he ignored the anger that rose in his chest. He barely knew the girl; he wasn't falling for her.

"Yes?" she asked, tilting her head as she turned to look towards him.

"You um...you...here," he said, thrusting a small black object into her hands. He ducked his head as he felt her look at the phone – furrowing her brows. "Could you...could you put your number in?"

Biting her lip, she looked questioningly towards Lance; she didn't know what to do. Her obsession was supposedly over and she knew that it wouldn't do either of them any good if she kept the contact alive but, she couldn't deny him. She couldn't deny him when he was looking at her like that.

She could hear the blood pumping through his veins and she licked her lips enticingly. Stepping closer to the boy, she closed her eyes and sighed softly – relishing in the feel of his aura. She could already hear his screams as she bit into his neck. The quick pop of bone as she swiftly br-

"Lillian...answer the boy," Lance growled into her ear, jolting her from her thoughts. He could see the want brimming beneath her skin and he had to get her out of there. Her eyes were blinking between yellow and their normal blue.



"Here," she murmured, quickly placing her number into the phone. She knew what she was doing would only hurt them both in the end but she didn't care. He was under her skin, crawling within her veins – he was everywhere around her.

"I'll call you," he smiled brilliantly, running back to his brothers. He tried to hide his flaming cheeks from his brothers but he knew they soon them. He'd be questioned about what he just did when they were alone but for now, he could just relish in the feeling. The girl was under his skin and he knew that she wouldn't leave. Atleast now he had a way to contact her.

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