DAMIEN'S POINT OF VEIW-

He saved my life; he let me use his cell phone to talk to Dex; he was, literally, a shoulder to cry on. I was so glad my creator was Sterling but I truly disliked his name. Sterling. It was so weird.

Just then, he entered the room. I grinned and asked, "Your real name is nothing like 'Sterling', is it?", I saw his face was guarded for a moment, but her sighed and grinned back. "No, it's not. I think my name is really attractive. Anyway, you needn't call me Sterling, that's my last name. I mean, fake last name", he shrugged. "Then what do I call you?", I was curious.

He rolled his eyes, "Well my fake name is not really important. I think you should decide what you want to call me", he grinned. My heart stuttered. He obviously heard it and his face clouded over. Why? I didn't get it.

But he had just told me I could give him a name so I was preoccupied by that.

"How about it if I call you….", I began but I stopped quickly. I couldn't find a good enough name to suit his perfection. "What's the first letter of your real name?", I asked hopefully. He answered hesitantly, "I think I'll tell you later okay?", I nodded, disappointed.

"Well, time for classes", he piped and pulled me off the seat. I happily went to classes; we learnt everything that was taught in human school and much more. Related to vampires. It excited me to be learning again. I thoroughly enjoyed the day and then at about half past three, we walked into the yard. It was a break we were given. The day was cold, windy and dark with rain clouds.

We sat down at the yard benches and peered around.

All I saw were humans and their creators, hugging or kissing. It seemed to me that they were all in love. Except for me. I mean us.

We were barely friends. I glanced at him. He was looking as awkward as I was feeling. I just kept looking at him; his perfect face, impossibly good physique and heart of gold. Wow! People weren't that nice anymore. He was the best person I'd ever met. Wait, what was I thinking? About a guy who I barely know? Who actually dislikes me? And yet, here I was, staring at him like an idiot.

I sighed, shaking the feeling off, before getting up and walking off to the library.

The library became my sanctuary for the next few days. It was like the ones on TV in old castles. It was just so huge that it was easy to hide out behind the shelves and to sit in some corner in the reading area. I was here, partly because I loved books, also because I was hiding from Sterling. It became natural to me; after class I would duck my head, ignoring his confused face, run off into the vast library. There I would bury my face in a book when he came in, looking for me. I hardly even spoke to him for nearly five days.

Once Sterling caught my running into the library; he gripped my upper arms and breathed, "What is wrong? Why are you avoiding me? it's been six days, Damien. What did I do?", he was so confused and irritated.

I was getting nervous and flustered, which was exactly what I was trying to avoid. I DID NOT want to like him. I had to get away. I tried to wriggle out of Sterling's grasp but it was hopeless.

"Let go!", I squirmed away, pushing him. Suddenly he caught hold of me and pulled me into his arms. I gasped and stared into his eyes as he used his vampire speed and took me up to my room. Then he grabbed my hand and bit into my wrist. I tried to scream but the pleasure was far too great. I was in bliss, but it was short lived. Sterling's fangs retracted from my skin, my cut sealed up.

He looked at me with pained eyes. Then it hit me.

He drew from me because when a vampire fed, the human's and the vampire's minds connected form the duration of feeding. So now he knew exactly why I was avoiding him; I liked him. And I didn't want to.

"You could have told me, Damien", he said softly. I shook my head and tried to leave but he held my arm, restraining me. "This is normal. I am designed to be attractive to humans. It's part of my predatory characteristics. It's okay, Damien", he said tonelessly. I had had enough, "Look, I have just lost two of the most important people and I have been torn away from the life I loved. And now you're giving me attitude?", I screamed.

I had seen it in his mind, 'I am tired of having girls drool over me and throw themselves at me'. It stung me that Sterling thought I was DROOLING over him.

Now I saw it in his expression that he wouldn't take that back. "Well, see you later, Talon", I snapped and stormed out. I had seen in his mind, his fake name was Talon. I went to my hide out in the library. And I stayed away from him for a week. By this time I was weakening. I had to see Dex and Stephanie. I need them. I missed them so much, that whenever I was a bit alone in the library, I would cry out my sorrows. I had also begun to have terrible nightmares.

Altogether, my life was hell.

Then it happened. I was walking into the library when I saw him, at a table reading a book. I remembered when I sat there with Talon, on the first day. We were having fun. Now Talon sat there alone. He looked up and saw me. he quickly ducked. I sat across the aisle, sneaking glances at him. It was tearing me apart, how he kept looking at me too. Was it killing him as much as it was killing me? I was dying to know. I was actually going insane. Then a Taylor Swift song came to mind, "The story of us". The lyrics ran through my mind.

I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how

I've never heard silence quite this loud

I'm standing alone, in a crowded room and we're not speaking.

And I'm dying to know, is it killing you like it's killing me?

I even saw the video in my mind. I sighed, raised my hand and waved slightly to him. He responded with a quick wave. I got up, the room was spinning, in a blur.

It seemed like we were the only ones when I finally walked towards him. Talon responded with friendliness, he walked towards me, too. We stood faced, awkwardly looking down.

"I am sorry", I whispered. "Me too", he whispered back.

We walked up to the back row of shelves and smiled at each other. The next thing I knew, I was leaning towards him, he was leaning into me as well. Our faces were mere inches apart. We both filled up the gap quickly. All I knew was the feeling of our kiss, how care free I felt when our lips touched, how safe I felt in his arms. I loved Talon. So much.