Chapter 4

Bella's pov

Most people probably would freak out if they found out that they were destined to be with a vampire. Maybe even be in denial about the whole thing. I mean this whole thing sounds so far-fetched but I can't even think that I am the tiniest bit afraid about this whole situation.

Love is something I never wanted, nor did I believe in yet this happened to me. Maybe it wasn't my parents that made me think love wasn't real but deep down knowing there was only one person who I could truly love and trust. Maybe I didn't want to believe in love until he came into my path.

This whole situation sounds crazy. Like something made up from a fantasy novel.

With how fast things went I probably would have run away if it wasn't for me feeling incapable to be away from him. It hurts when we are apart. It feels like my body is covered in burns when we are apart.

Now here I am next to him in his bed. Completely in love.

"How are you feeling" he asked

"I'm fine now. I just was a little shaken up about the whole situation. I just needed time to process everything. I'm fine now"

"Do you want to ask questions now"

I nodded. Thinking what should I ask first.

"Blood" I guess I should ask the hardest one first

"Yes, most vampires drink human but I do not. The gold eyes symbolize animal blood. We are considered vegetarians. Red eyes are what most vampires have as well" so at least I knew he wasn't going to hurt anyone I knew.

"How did you get this way"

"My father was a vampire hunter as was I. We went out and I was attacked. I'm not sure why he didn't finish me but he didn't. I woke up alone and became the thing I was taught to despise."

I felt so bad for him at that moment. I could hear the hurt in his voice. I leaned over and hugged him.

"I'm okay. It has been a long time"

"You said finish you. What does that exactly mean" I asked continuing our conversation

"Our teeth are coated in venom. For that transformation to happen your heart needs to still be beating"

"So if he fully drained you, you'd just be dead" I asked hoping I was understanding.

He nodded at me.

"Does it hurt"

"It feels like you are being burnt alive. In reality it's only a few days but it feels so much longer than that."

"I think that's all I have" I said and leaned and started kissing him.

"You aren't scared of me" he asks

"No I trust you"

I was falling more in love by the second. Maybe the love I feel will be the death of me or maybe it will bring me to life.

A/N I know I posted twice in a week instead of waiting months to update again. I should be proud of myself. Still don't really know where I'm going with this but I found motivation to write it again.