(A/N): Hey Guys! So, I'm in maths now, just finished a test actually... the teacher told us to get on a maths website when we were done, but flash player is required and isn't working, so I took this opportunity to write. Yay!

Leo

I sat in the depths of the Forbidden forest, resisting the ever growing urge to rock back and forth into insanity.

I could hear everything, but I tried to limit it to whatever was in the forest, instead of going anywhere near the beings in the castle.

Every little creak a tree made, the sound of giant spiders skittering after the hoofbeats of dear, and I could hear, and smell, the centaurs that were very territorial or their forest.

I tried to stear clear of them, and the thestrals, seeing as I had a certain kind of respect for them, and I gave the spiders a wide birth, both for Hagrid's sake, and my own.

I smelt a deer, a while away, and without concious thought, slipped into Sensory Alert.

With barely a twitch, I was halfway across the forest, the deer in my grasp, my teeth tearing at it's flesh.

Seconds later I managed to force myself to release it as it weakened, and it stumbled away and I dropped to my knees on the forest floor.

My eyes swam, and I realised that I was crying, and I slowly slipped back out of Sensory Alert.

This was why I had left Elaine, why I was avoiding everyone as of late.

I knew how dangerous I could be, especially now, after my recent run-ins with the different kinds of blood, Brooke's, other humans, my own, another vampires...

I wasn't strong enough to resist any more, so I was lowering the risk of my losing control but lessening the time I spent around humans.

Of course, as they were my friends, an oddly demanding and dependent group of people, they were also very eager to force me to spend time with them. Which could, ultimately, be their downfall.

They were so sure, so certain that I was completely safe, a dog with a muzzle, but I the muzzle I wore was very close to coming loose, and I didn't want them to know, I didn't want them to find out, especially in the way I knew was probably inevitable... the hard way, this time, was me killing or seriously injuring one or more of them, or other people, and I couldn't handle the thought of that.

So, I stayed away.

But they didn't know why- and that made them all too curious.

(A/N): So, what did you think?

Also, it's self-harm awareness day today, (march 1st!) and no one in my entire school other than me is wearing an orange ribbon, or has butterflies on their wrist for the butterfly project, or 'LOVE' on their arms, for the Writing Love on Her Arm project... kind of disappointing really.