Chapter 6
"Hello sweetheart, I see you."
I gasped and my head shot up. I turned and saw that he was sitting next to me. I looked and saw that everyone was staring me. I could see the corners of his mouth go up into a grin. I groaned up put my head back down on my arms.
"Mara, pick your head up now!" shouted Mrs. Lawson. I picked my head up and started to take down the necessary notes for today's assignment.
The class seemed to drag on forever. I could feel his eyes burning into me, but I refused to turn and look at him. Finally the bell rang. I grabbed my backpack and bolted out of the door. I went over to my locker to grab my books when I felt a certain presence behind me. I closed my eyes and turned around.
It was him. Why did he follow me?
"What do you want from me? Why do you keep following me?" I hissed. I saw the corners of his mouth turn to a grin. He took a step towards me and I took one back. He kept doing this till I was pressed up against the lockers. His blue eyes seeped into my chocolate brown eyes. They seemed to be reading me, as if he was reading my soul. I was like in this trance and could faintly hear the sound of the bell ringing. He pulled away from me and I was back to the world of reality. I felt him grab my arm. He started to pull towards the boy's bathroom. He pushed open the door open pulling me and him into the bathroom.
I pulled my arm out of his grasp and turned to run to the door, but ended up running into his chest.
"What do you want from me? Why are you following me?" I asked again.
"You saw me the night I killed those people. You know what I am. By law that means I have the right to kill you for that."
"By law?! That's not the law here. And the government knows that you and your kind exist?"
"No not your government, the supernatural government, the ones who make the law saying what we supernaturals can and can't do. So since you saw me and know what I am, then the law says that I either kill you or make you my slave."
I took a step back and put a hand over my heart, hoping to calm it down. I was not going to die or become a slave to some jerk.
"I will not die or become some slave!"
He grinned. "You will because I don't know what it is, but you intrigue me. So you will be leaving here tomorrow night and coming to live with me and my family."
"No I am not leaving just because you say!" I screamed. I saw his eyes get red and suddenly he was right in front of me.
"You will do as I say, don't make me do something that I will regret." I turned from him and I felt something hit me on the side of my head, and then I felt the darkness elope me.
*break*
I woke up to the feel of soft silk caressing my skin. I opened my eyes slowly to look at a ceiling. I got up and saw that I was in a room that had no windows. The room was a dark charcoal gray; the furniture is black except for a desk, wardrobe, and a vanity that was made of a dark wood.
I heard the door open lightly and saw the light pour in blinding me. I saw a tall figure and realized it was Kyle and that I was in his room.
"I'm sorry that I hit you but you were not cooperating, and I knew you would not come with me willingly so this was my only option." He sat down on the bed, he reached for my hand. I could feel the coldness of his skin. I gasped.
"Oh, sorry. I fed in a while." He pulled his hand out of mine and gave me a weak smile.
"Why, why, please just let me go."
"I can't I don't want to let you go, you make me feel human." I felt fresh tears spill down my cheeks.
"No don't cry, please." His hand brushed my cheek lightly, wiping away tears. I jerked away from his touch.
"Don't touch me! You took me away from my friends, family, and my life. Who does that!? I want to go home."
"No don't …."
"Shut up! Just shut up!" I swung back and slapped him. His head jerk back, and I saw him slowly lift his head, showing his red angry eyes and his long deadly fangs. I jumped out of the bed and ran for the door. When I reached the door he was instantly in front of me. I turned around and felt his hand wrap around my waist, and pull me to him.
I could feel the hardness of his muscles under his shirt. I looked at him with a disgusted look, and he turned us around so that I was pressed against him and the door. He bended his head down so that I was looking into his deep red angry eyes. Then he pressed his lips to mine.
What the hell?
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