• Chapter 2
    Derek took my two notebooks out of my arms gently.We were walking toward my neighborhood as I waved politely at the old men and women sitting on the front porch of the nursing home I volunteered at on weekends,they waved back. "Saw you talking to Logan,or should I say passing notes?"He said with a hint of jealousy in his voice.
    "It was nothing,he was just saying hi," I said in a quiet voice.He automatically put his very big muscular arm around my shoulder,comforting me. He
    hated it when I got scared of him.Some people had ideas why,I
    mean,Derek is very big and muscular,about 6ft 3.So it would be normal
    for me,a girl who is 5ft 3 and looks like anyone could break me,to be
    scared of Derek,but that wasn't why.I looked back to Derek he was
    staring at me softly. He had icy blue eyes that could look so scary
    sometimes,but ecstatic the next. He had blue black hair that looked
    like that guy Shane Dawson's hair off of youtube.He had pale skin like
    me,but his was a little lighter.He had high cheekbones with lips that
    looked like they had been sculpted beautifully. I loved Derek. I
    always had loved Derek. "I love you,do you know that?"Derek asked me
    his fingers lightly tracing patterns on my face.It was like he could read my mind. We were standing on my front porch,no one was even acknowledging us in this huge neighborhood. Everyone was too busy with their own lives to notice ours.
    I nodded,"I know,"I said. He kissed me lightly on the lips.
    "Come on.We have classes to gossip about,"he said smiling. I laughed and got my neon green key out of my pocket and unlocked the door.
    "Anyone home?"I yelled loudly as Derek and I walked inside and closed the
    door.No one answered back.My foster dad was a successful lawyer who
    loved to drink,and my foster mom was some sort of CEO of some huge
    company. I had everything I could want,these foster parents were
    perfect.Most of the time.I walked up the stairs to my room with Derek following me."Guess they aren't home,"I said quietly.I opened my bedroom door and kept it open for Derek. I laid down on my back on my bed staring
    at the ceiling,my hands behind my head.
    Derek sat on the edge of the bed,"How were classes?"he asked.
    "They were fine.I hated being seated next to Logan though."I said closing my eyes remebering the note he left on his chair.
    "I bet you do.I saw him take your hand today in Science,"He said with alot of jealousy in his voice. He was mad too I realized.I suddenly felt guilty for liking how Logan held my wrist,and for wanting to kiss him.I opened my eyes and sat up hugging my knees staring at Derek whose eyes looked mad.
    "I-I'm sorry,"I said quietly,it sounded like I was fixing to cry. I wasn't though,my voice always took on that tone when I was scared.Derek sat across from me indian style.His eyes changed when he heard my tone,they looked at me guiltily.
    "I'm sorry,"he said.He hugged me tightly.I hugged him back.I
    had missed him all day.He buried his head in my neck,I knew what he
    was going to do next.He kissed my neck then bit down,he covered my
    mouth so the neighbors wouldn't hear my scream.
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    I woke up probably an hour later I guess.I opened my eyes,and I
    felt like I was full of light and happiness.I felt invincible and
    innocent. The way I always felt after a feeding except this time I was
    even happier,he hadn't fed in a few days I guess. I smiled,and sat up
    to look at him.He was brighter too,he looked healthy. That was good.
    He was leaning against my sky blue wall with his muscular arms folded
    across his chest. He was staring at me hungrily,that was when I
    realized I hadn't healed yet. I was still bleeding. I brought my
    fingers up to the bite and felt the sticky liquid that his kind loved
    so much. I looked at the blood and then smiled. I was never
    intentionally mean to Derek,but I wanted to tease him. I stood up and
    walked toward him slowly but stopped halfway.
    "Come and get me,"I said smiling. He stared at me,or my fingers that had the blood on them at least.He took a step toward me,and I took a step back. We did this till I was up against the wall,I wasn't scared I still felt like I
    could do anything. I brought my fingers up to his lips and rubbed the
    blood onto them.His eyes took on a deeper look of hunger. I smiled
    brightly at him.I knew he wouldn't hurt me.We had been together for
    literally forever. I was immortal in every sense of the word. I was
    made for him,literally. I had been born immortal so he would always
    have a life source to feed off of. We were happy with that though.We
    didn't know I was his life source until I turned 16,by then we had
    been going out and were planning to get married. My mom had found us
    making out under our favorite tree,she had decided she couldn't hide
    what I was born for from us any longer. She told us both,we laughed it
    off at first then we got serious when we realized she was telling the
    truth.That night we had our first feeding.When I woke up I was full of
    happiness and light. Hollywood had vampire bites all wrong. They could
    only die at the hand of a immortal,not a mortal. Crosses,stakes,and
    all the stuff never worked.And after a they fed off you you never felt
    weak,you felt like you were on top of the world. It was an amazing
    feeling that I always looked forward to. Derek and I,since we could
    never die except at the hands of each other,had been traveling the
    world for forever.We were both frozen at age 16.We traveled high
    school to high school. We had been everywhere. We never praticipated
    in school pictures,so when we left they really only had their memories
    of us.Those would fade over time though. We always put ourselves into
    foster care and made sure we went to the same place,just different
    families. We were always careful.No one ever knew anything.I brought
    myself back to the present.Derek was still staring at me hungrily,I
    stood on my tiptoes and leaned toward him.When he was hungry his
    kisses were the best.When we were a breath apart I rubbed the blood
    onto my lips then kissed him.