Ahh! Ok. It's been a very busy for me. But I managed to sneak on the computer ;). A shout out to TotallyGaga. Your review made my day. So here it is. The third chapter.

Disclaimers- Anything you recognize does not belong to me.

Chapter 3

"Vev, take a shower and go to bed!" Yelled my big sister, the only other person living with me. Gladly I thought, kicking off my high heels and placing them near the door. I quickly glanced out the window before I ran upstairs, ignoring that Ash and Quinn were now yelling at Hawthorne outside.

I took an enduring shower, letting myself forget the stress. I got out when I was finished, dried myself off, and put on my pajamas. I strode towards my room, and dived directly into the bed. I fell asleep in a matter of seconds. But after a while, the peace seemed to have faded.

Darkness. Darkness everywhere. It clouded my vision, and I couldn't see any light. Black thoughts. Bad thoughts. Memories so bad, so… Vev no! The thought that wasn't mine came abruptly, but I ignored it. I walked through the tunnel of black until I started seeing colors. I didn't know what I was doing, so I pondered, trying to get closer and closer into the light.

I suddenly heard that voice again. It was ferocious, but desperate.

Get out! Vev...St-stop. I think your killing me.

I sat up abruptly, my heart beating a faster pace than usual. It was just a dream I told myself, just the memory of hours ago. You can go back to sleep now. But my instinct told me differently.

There was someone…in here. In my bedroom, right this minute. I realized that the presence I started to feel occurred right before the unpleasant recollection. Besides the light that came from outside, the room was dark. I suddenly saw a shadow lurk over me.

I gasped, gathering air for a scream. But it was too late. The stranger clamped a hand over my mouth, and the air was severed. The pallid light revealed his face.

My overwhelming panic that had been building up suddenly evanesced. It turned to pure annoyance and slight relief. I glared at him, assuring that I wasn't going to scream. He let go and looked at me with an amused expression. Despite the circumstances I was in, I once again was awed by his inhuman beauty. The light brown in his hair seemed to illuminate his pale skin and his eyes were the unusual blue with the silver shining right back at me. His mouth was a soft pink, and looked rather endearing at the moment.

"Hawthorne! What the hell? How'd you get in here Why are you here? You nearly gave me a hear-"I was cut off once again by his annoying hand. He looked at me, and ice slid down my spine. His face now had an intimidating expression. It reminded me when we were in the park, right before we kissed.

"Ah, Vev. It's nice to see you again. It was too bad that I didn't get to finish what I wanted to do in the park." He stated simply. But what put me in pure shock was something I thought never existed. Two of his teeth curved elegantly against his mouth. They stopped at an abnormal length, and at a very dangerous sharp looking point. They gleamed white in the moonlight and stood out in the contrast of the darkness that seemed to have enfolded him. He smiled once and darted for my throat.

At the time, I was beginning to get very light-headed. I realized dimly that I was holding my breath for quite some time. But the shock was still coursing through me, making my insides feel if a radio had been dropped in a bathtub with me in it.

He was a vampire. Hawthorne Redfern was a creature that drank blood for a living. He was a person, who was not really a person at all that was only supposed to exist in the books or movies. But while all that was going through my head, something snapped together in me.

That explained from the very beginning why he was so mysterious, so different, and so beautiful. The reason why I thought he was so dangerous and predatory looking, but charming in many other ways. He was the darkness that he was talking about before. It was after all that that I realized he striked like a snake and thrust his two fangs into my throat.

I should've known I thought sadly. Before he reached my pulse that was beating wildly, he muttered, "Don't struggle; it'll only hurt worse."

But I did anyway. I let out a squeal and tried to scream but no sound would come out. I started kicking, writhing in my bed, and hitting at the person who was sucking from my neck. I thought of all the betrayal, hurt, sorrow, and fury I could manage and threw it at him. I wouldn't have been able to explain it out loud, but I somehow knew I could do it mentally. So I did, and I thought it all towards him, making sure to put in there that it was caused all by him.

I saw him recoil and flinch away from me. I hurt him. I saw the glint of absolute regret and pain as he let go of me, and took a step back. Then I saw him stiffen and quickly run to the closet. I was about to ask him what he was doing until I heard a knock at the door.

"Vev? What's wrong? I heard you shriek." came from Lizzy outside my door.

You had a nightmare, came a calm voice, setting off panic in me. Because the voice didn't belong to Lizzy or me. It came from Hawthorn, though he had said nothing out loud. He had spoken mentally. Almost like….like… telepathy.

No. I refused to believe it until it came again, loud and crystal clear. It rang like a loud bell in my mind only.

Just say that Vev. Don't tell her anything. Though I knew I was terrified, I listened. Not only for the safety sake of my sister, but for another crazy part of me that didn't want him to get in trouble.

"Sorry I woke you up. But I had a ni-nightmare. Nothing big."

Lizzy then opened the door to see me. Like her, I had the same big dark gray eyes. But instead of blonde hair tinted with a strawberry color, she had dark auburn hair. Lizzy was pretty and young, twenty, and took care of me when dad had died. She looked over me in one quick second, and shrugged, a smile taking over her features.

"I told you that if you kept returning late every time you came back from that club, you'd be getting weird dreams. Anything interesting happen there tonight- err, yesterday?"

"No everything was pretty much the same. A random guy came up to me, but nothing else. Nothing really exciting. "

"I hope you got him good sis. Well, I hope you have better dreams. Goodnight." With that and a laugh, Lizzy closed the door and walked off. I didn't like lying to her, but I certainly wasn't going to tell her that "random guy" was now in my closet. And it would seem I wouldn't be able to if I tried.

But as soon as I heard her out of range, I went directly back to being terrified. I should've told her. He was going to pounce for my neck again.

He walked out amused though, and did no such thing. "If I remember correctly, it was you who came up to me." Hawthorn started only to cut off. He took a deep breath, and met my gaze directly.

"I'm sorry Evelyn." He said simple as that, only for his eyes to go back staring at the floor.

He did look genuinely sorry and stole a glance at my neck. I looked away, and I wrapped my right hand around the puncture wounds in my neck. I had a feeling that that was why he'd taken me to the park earlier – but he'd never got to do it. And it was the reason why Ash checked my neck. I'd finally worked Hawthorn out after only knowing him for a few hours. He was a vampire. A ruthless, dirty, cocky little…

"You're right," Hawthorn admitted. I glared at him, shying away. "Huh?" I stammered, even though I knew what he meant. Our eyes locked again and he muttered, "I am a vampire."

Even though I already knew this, his confirmation made gave me great relief. This made me verify my sanity.

"I'm sorry. Vev, I had no idea…I don't know why…" he broke off, sitting down cautiously at the end of my bed. "I don't know why I just did that." Hawthorn finished.

I didn't know what to say. Instead, gray dots danced in my vision. I lay my head back on my pillow, quickly lying down as I saw the gray turn to black as I began to feel light-headed again. I felt myself floating. Floating and drifting away, feeling no pain or worries.

The ultimate high. I smiled stupidly, and began to hum and sing softly, just for the hell of it. I heard myself laugh for no apparent reason.

"Vev? Vev!" I heard someone call my name. Hawthorn my mind reminded itself. But I was so peaceful…so I ignored him, getting lost in my own world. I began to get very sleepy.

"Oh God Evelyn!" He was shaking me now. Weird I thought. Didn't that "he" have a name ago? I don't remember. Oh well…I let myself drift again. Someone was cursing now. I suddenly felt pressure on one side of my neck. To stop the bleeding, I suppose. Wait what? What bleeding? I then saw Hawthorn –that's his name! – let go. I couldn't see him for a minute, but then I felt his presence near me again.

Hawthorn crawled up so his head was parallel with my headrest. The bottom of his neck was just by my mouth and automatically I reached up and started kissing him there. And then my lips stumbled across a wound, a cut.

Then I felt blood trickle down my throat. I drank instinctively, with no hesitation. At first, I didn't know what to expect. Part of me remembered what blood tasted like. Copper and bitter, like a penny. But this didn't taste like that.

A list of tastes popped into mind. Vanilla. Cinnamon. Pumpkin. Ginger. Strawberries. Chocolate. Blueberries. Caramel.

And I found I could change the blood to taste however I wanted it. This was far more fun and pleasurable than drifting off to sleep and falling into the clouds. The pink haze and my consciousness were back. As the blood flowed down my throat, I could feel again. The numbness and the light-headedness wore off gradually.

Vev... came Hawthorn's voice. But I was no longer afraid. Even when I had seen the dark side of him. Even when I knew what he was. Hawthorn… Then I realized I could do it too.

I love you I thought. And it was the truth. I'd only known this guy for a few hours and I didn't know anything about him but I loved him. I now knew why I hadn't told Lizzy that he attacked me. Why I took a walk with him, kissed him even though he was scary looking at that point, and why I was even doing this now.

He had started to protest this when I cut him off. Don't Hawthorn. I know you feel the same. He gave up, obviously not going to try to hide his feelings anymore. So I stopped drinking and he lifted his head.

Then he lunged for my throat. I was past the state of shock now. What the hell? Hawthorn! I screamed mentally and out loud. He managed to put that annoying hand back, but I got out one more piercing scream. Well Evelyn. You love me, and I love you. So we're going to finish it. I'm going to turn you into a vampire.

I panicked.

Somehow I got another breath of air and I used it well for a scream that lasted 3 seconds before it was cut off again. Okay Lizzy will walk through the door any minute I told myself. Just wait. But just then I saw another shadow leap through my open window.

I couldn't tell who it was, but all I knew was that it ripped Hawthorn off of me. With that, I let the gray and black dots take over and the darkness consumed me.

I don't know if it was loss of blood or just another wave of shock that made me black out, I never knew. Because when I woke up, I wasn't in my room, and Hawthorn wasn't with me.

Ok! The rest of the guys will be mentioned in the next chapter. Which I'll try to post very soon. School has been very busy, and I need to study for upcoming Quizzes. But I'll try to update by Sunday night. Please review!

-Lamia Vampress