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So he did. He bit straight into my neck. It was so unexpected. I yelped in pain. He smirked.

"What was that for?!" I shouted, outraged.

"You told me to." He said innocently, but he looked too innocent for it to be true.

"I didn't mean it!"

"Oh well. And about what you said before…"

I cut him off, "What did I say before?"

"About finding us a safe place for the night and a good meal…"

"What about it?" I hissed.

"Well, we don't sleep, so a place for the night isn't necessary, but a good meal…" He trailed off, his pitch eyes dancing

"You want me to go and fetch something, don't you?"

"If you wouldn't mind…" He purred, grinning at me, seductively. What was it with him?! Talk about mood swings!

"Well, James, I would mind. And apparently, I care too much to choose."

"Yes, you do care too much, and no, you can't choose properly. You're too young. Stay here, my little pet, and I'll be back soon."

"Let me find a safe place, James. Somewhere in the woods perhaps?"

"Fine. But stay within the woods; I won't have the patience otherwise."

"Ok," I said, and he turned to go, "Don't hurry back." I muttered.

"I heard that." He smirked.

I grinned back, "You were meant to."

He took off, and I ran in the opposite direction. Safe place, safe place, I thought. Where would a safe place be in Anderby Woods? In the middle, deep in the forest? I didn't know where I was running to, but I found a clearing pretty quickly. I also found that when I stopped there, the voice in my head was silent. Actually, it'd been pretty quiet up there as soon as James left. I just shrugged it off as I lay on the dark, dewy grass. The sky was cloudless, and pure white stars stood out in bold comparison to the black velvet they were set in. A small while later, the voice made itself known again. I guessed James was close enough for my sense to pick up. Five seconds later, as I predicted, James came bounding into the clearing, carrying a woman over his shoulder and dragging a man by his collar, a huge excited grin on his face.

"James," I greeted, a smile on my lips as I stood.

"Victoria," He said, and threw the male over to me. The fragrance the human brought with him... mouthwatering. My eyes closed as I inhaled deeply.

"How can you resist? With them so close?"

"Practice, my dear, practice."

I smiled as I inhaled again, "Thank you, James."

He seemed shocked, "For what?"

"For taking me out to dinner," I purred, then smiled down at the terrified human at my feet. He, also, seemed familiar. He apparently recognized me, too, because he asked, "Victoria?" Oh yes, it was him. I'd recognize that horrible voice anywhere. Now, I could finally be free. I would play with him, taunt him, and play dumb, make his last moments a living hell. I smiled wickedly, enjoying the petrified expression on his ugly, ferret-like face, "Hello, Andrew,"

"Wh-What is g-going on?"

"Why, whatever do you mean?" I played dumb.

"Why that man dragged Amelie and I out here in the middle of these godforsaken woods!"

"Amelie? Good to see you've replaced me so easily, Andrew. Shame you won't be around to enjoy your time with her."

"What do you mean?"

I ignored him; instead, I called James over. He abandoned the shivering girl at his feet, and walked to my side, the smile still etched into his face. I was going to dig the knife in deeper, so to speak. I explained the plan to James at vampire speed, and he played along

"Yes, Victoria?"

"I'd like to introduce you. James, this is Andrew. Andrew, this is my fiancé"

"F-F-Fiancé?"

"Yes. Is there a problem?"

"I hate to interrupt, Vicky, dear, but we really should eat." James said in a silken voice

"Yes, I agree. Go have fun, Darling." I said in a sugary voice, kissing James swiftly on the cheek. That was a downside. I had to kiss him. I pushed it to the back of my mind. James bounded off back to Amelie and wasted no time, sinking his teeth into her neck and draining her without a second's hesitation. Her ear-piercing scream rang throughout the forest, but it soon died off. I leant down and whispered in Andrew's ear, "I'll teach you not to replace me so easily."

I drained him within a minute. If I thought the smell was good, the taste was indescribable. Now I almost regretted saving Kaitlynne and her family. Almost.

For the rest of the night, James and I lay in the clearing. I was thinking of a way to get away from James. He could be charming when he wanted to be, but his mood swings and quick temper rivaled his charisma. He also believed in the philosophy that women should be ruled over by men- a theory which I despised and fought against with every fibre of my being- and that women were just decorations on their arms. But when I thought about it, I wasn't sure whether I actually wanted to get away from him. He was cocky, charming, arrogant, infuriating, playful, energetic, and he was definitely something to look at. But he was danger, too. But then again, what was life without a few risks? Oh dear god. This could not be happening. Oh sweet lord, no. Please, please don't let me be falling in love with him.