He moved over to the counter and sat up on it. So, I sat down at the table.

"Well, the thing is.. Okay the thing is, is that I don't know how to tell you this." I think this was the first time I had ever really heard him stammer. Except for maybe that last night of summer 3 years ago.

"Just come out with it, Conner." I urged him. Who wouldn't be getting a little impatient?

"The thing is, is that, well, Rayne, I'm a.. I'm a vampire." Wait, did he just say that? I guess some part of me always thought this was possible.

"Were you a vampire 3 years ago?" I asked curious.

"Yes, I've always been one, but for some reason everything didn't kick in until my 16th birthday."

"So, what, are you going to stay 16 now forever?" I asked because to be honest I didn't know much about vampires. Except for the common myth.

"No, I'll stop aging at 18."

"You didn't drive to your house, did you?" I asked cautiously.

"No, I ran. I know that sounds crazy, but one of our.. talents are to run very fast." He eyed me up curiously.

"No, I believe you. But Connor."

"Yes?" He asked cautiously like I was just going to get up and start running around like a crazed lunatic because I just found out that the boy I'm completely in love with is a vampire. Was it not just last night that I told him that I'm a witch? I would think he would run away from me.

"I'm going to make this blunt. One day, maybe when I'm 18, or whenever, will you change me into a vampire also?" I asked looking him straight in the eye.

"Why would you want this for yourself? Maybe you do not comprehend this. Rayne I am a vampire. I don't feed off of humans I feed off of animals, but it still means eternal damnation. I don't think I could ever be responsible for ruining your life like that."

"That's not fair, Conner. This would technically be my decision, and how would it be ruining my life if I would be spending eternity with you?" I asked trying not to sound like a whinny two year old.

"Technically" He said mocking me. "It would be ending your life, but I don't know, Rayne. Let's just be together for a while. Maybe one day I'll show you what it's like to be a vampire and then you can decide whether or not you would still want that."

"I know I would still want that." I said being my normal stubborn self.

"You never know, by tomorrow you may not love me anymore." It was when he said this that I just got up and walked out of the room. I knew I would, well, try to kill him if I stayed in there. Of course, I wouldn't be able to with his whole super natural strength, but that doesn't mean I still wouldn't try. "Rayne, come back in here. We're not done talking."

"If you're going to say idiotic things like that, then I don't think I want to talk to you." I stormed up the steps and into my room. Of course, him being faster than me, well, he was right behind me the whole time.

"Rayne, I'm sorry, but you know it could happen." This infuriated me.

"Get out, Conner, before I completely go nuts."

"Rayne, listen to me. It's not that I don't think you love me because I know you do. I love you just as much as you love me, if not more than. But how do you know that after you learn everything there is to know about me that you'll still love me. I'm a monster, Rayne." How could he say that when I'm a witch? I turned around to face him.

"I know I'll still love you, Conner, because it doesn't matter to me what you are." I turned around before he could see the tear that just betrayed me by falling down my face. But it was no use because he was there, wiping me tear away. "I guess you are really fast." I mumbled under my breath. Then I remembered something. "Conner, did you send me an email?"

"An email? No, I don't think so. At least I don't remember sending you one, but then again I might have a year ago or something." This confused me.

"No, someone sent me an email the first day I was here. And then after I received the email, the person deleted their address so that I couldn't write back." His eyes widened, and he turned away from me and looked as though he was debating something. "It wasn't from you, was it?" I asked, half to myself.

"No, Rayne, I didn't email you. But I think I know who did."

"Who?" I asked, afraid of whom he might say.

"Well, he's the reason my family moved to begin with." He looked at me to see what my reaction was. Well, I didn't really have one. I just squinted my eyes, not realizing this, trying to comprehend the fact that some random guy, who made the boy I love and his family, move out of the country, had emailed me. Great, just my luck. "His name is Ian Marshall. He and his 'clan' hate my family, mainly because of me."

"Wait, why?" Who could hate him, or his family?

"Because of you."

"What? How could I possibly be the reason?" He grinned, my grin.

"Because he knows you love me, and not him." Of course, I blushed. Which made him laugh.

"But I don't even know him."

"He also hates me for that as well. You see, he lived across from your grandmother, and you know how in the last week of that summer, how I shortened the nights on the porch?"

"Yeah." I said cautiously.

"Well, it was because he was watching us. I know that sounds weird so let me explain everything." He took my hand in his and took me to sit on the bed beside him. "He liked you, Rayne. And I know what you're going to say, but somehow he knows almost everything there is to know about you." What is going on? I cannot comprehend this.

"So, you mean to tell me, that some guy likes me, and knows everything about me, when I don't even know him. Conner, who is this guy? And why is he the reason for your family moving?" His eyes darkened with hatred.

"He tried to kill me. Many times. And yes, this was during that summer. He would sit on his porch every night and watch us, and listen to what we would say to each other. During the day, when we would sit outside, he would sit in his room with binoculars. He loved you; Rayne, and he hated me because I talked to you before he did. I didn't even know he had planned on talking to you. He watches you, Rayne. That's why I had said I shouldn't be here because I know he will try to attack my family again." He looked away from me and seemed to stare off at something I couldn't see. "He's watching us now. I can feel him. Do you remember Mia? My sister." He asked, and his eyes saddened.

"Yes, of course I remember her. Why?"

"He killed her." Tears started rolling down my cheeks without my knowing it. Mia was an amazing girl. She was 14 when I had first met her three summers back. I didn't think about her often because I was always thinking of Conner, but that summer, she was the closest thing I had to a sister. I had never had a best friend until her. And, of course, Conner. I had talked to her about everything. Conner had four siblings, Mia, Danni his other sister, who was one year younger than I, Jason, who was Mia's twin brother, and Paige, who was the oldest, she's one year older than Jason and Mia. So now, I guess, it's just Danni, Jason, Paige, and Conner. Danni would be fifteen, now. Jason would be seventeen, and Paige eighteen.

He pulled me against his chest. "Oh, Conner. I'm so sorry."

"I know, me too. I miss her so much, and I'm sure you do as well. You guys were really close that summer. There isn't a day that I don't think of her, and want so bad for that guy to suffer." I looked at him.

"Let's start the suffering, now." I said grinning.

"What do you mean?" He asked cautiously.

"Well, you said he's watching right? Well, hopefully this just kills him." I drew his head in for a kiss. One of the best kisses of ever had. He obviously agreed and opened his mouth to invite me in. We kissed for a long time. When we finally drew back, we realized we had forgotten why we were kissing to begin with. He looked at me, and then pushed me gently down, so that I was lying down on the bed, he lay on top of me and drew me in to another kiss.

okay, i tried to make it longer. sorry it took so long for me to update. hopefully the next chapter won't take me so long. so what did you think? reviews please. tell me everything you thought of while reading this chapter. and advise on how to improve it would be great.