The burn that never ends

As I was walking home after school, it started again. I never understood this! It was like my throat was on fire! I mean sure I could do everything better, even normal senses, but there is no such thing as vampires! And I would know! I'v never been bitten! I took an apple out of my lunch and bit into it, without realizing it I had sucked the juice out of it. I always thought the juice from the actual apple helped, but it still burned this time! WTF?!?!?! I looked around, and no one was there so I rubbed my throat, that didn't help either!I began coughing and gasping for breath. "I can't breath!" I thought. Dark spots formed over my eyes, but before I passed out, I saw a man running towards me, great probably a classmate, just another thing to make fun of me, or my abusive parents (I'm adopted). I heard and felt nothing anymore, "Maybe I'm dead, not like anyone will miss me..." I felt a shock go through my body, but I didn't move. Then I felt as if I were being jostled around,( I kept my eyes closed) great an ambulance to take me away to coo coo town. Maybe that's why I can't feel, I'm in a straight jacket. But then the jostling stopped and it felt like wind was passing by me at an alarming rate. Great now the ambulance took a dive and I'm falling out. First I heard it, then felt it. I heard waves crashing and thought.."OH SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I plunged into the water before I could take a breath. My throat hurt so bad, I could have cried. I began to feel myself slowly floating away again and just let death take its coarse, maybe I wouldn't feel the burn in my throat anymore.

John's

P.O.V.
I watched as she walked home from school. She was beautiful. Raven black hair down past the waist, and she had with emerald green eyes. A beautiful body and pale complexion. She had plump red lips, that were as red as blood. She grabbed an apple out of her backpack and sucked the juice out of it, I don' think she noticed though. I saw her panicking and looked around. When she saw no one she began to rub her throat. "She doesn't know yet....." I thought. Born vampires are always stronger with everything and don't have to go through the change,one day they just feel their throat burn and their parents give them blood. But I did my research, her parents, the rulers of the underworld are "Dead" and she lives with abusive foster parents. I was broken out of my thoughts when I saw her coughing and gasping for air. She could wait a day till she fed, but she was getting bad. I saw her fall to her knees and ran towards her, catching her as she passed out. I felt the "Soulmate shock as we call it" and I began to run, I know I was jostling her a bit, but I doubt she felt it. I jumped off the nearest cliff and into the water. I pulled her down with me, to the porthole down. I saw bubbles rise from her mouth, and knew if she didn't get down there fast, she would be dead. I staggered down the hall way to the throne room and almost collapsed at there feet when I knelled. I put her in front of them, and they gasped. "She almost died and needs blood, your Majesties." I wheezed, in need of blood myself. "Look at us." The queen said in a soft voice. They saw how much I had strained myself for her, but I would not let love show in my eyes, love is a weakness. I was still looking at her (the queen) when stretchers came in. They tried to get me on one, but I said "I'm fine" and stumbled to my kitchen, getting a drink of what I needed most, blood.

Genevieve's P.O.V.

I groaned when I woke up, why can't I die?!?! Death, you one Mother Fucker! I still felt the burn in my throat. I dare not open my eyes. "Genevieve! Genevieve! Genevieve please wake up!!!" I heard a concerned male voice. "Why can I never die?" I whispered. "You've tried to kill yourself?!!!!" I heard the shock in his voice. I laughed. "Sure! Whatever makes you happy!" I laughed harder close to hysteria. I heard him sigh in relief. I felt someone try to lift me up, but I rolled away and said, well more like growled "Don't touch me." "Do you want to make the burn in your throat go away?!" He sighed exasperated. "How do you know about that?!?!" I almost yelled sitting up with my eyes wide open. I looked around, I wasn't in a hospital, not even close. Maybe a late Victorian era castle. The room I was in was big enough and had everything a very huge apartment would be and have. Where the hell was I?! I looked at my kidnapper, even though I was a teen, 16. He's a teen napper! haha. Damn, I am loosing my mind. I looked at him, my head tilted to one side. He was handsome, he had a very pale complexion, shaggy brown hair, ripped with muscles and beautiful ocean blue eyes. I looked at his neck, there wasn't a pulse, but he still smelled good. What am I saying?! WTF?!?!!!! X 's like 100,000,000,000,000. He must have seen me staring at his neck, still, and put his hand on my face, and lifted my chin up to look in my eyes. I felt that shock pass through me again. I tried to look back down at his neck, but he told me "No Genevieve." I looked over his shoulder and saw something red in a bag that smelled really good. I guess he saw me looking at it, so still holding my face away from his neck, grabbed the bags.

John's P.O.V.

I had sat by her bed all day and night long, when finally my waiting paid off. I heard her groan."Genevieve! Genevieve! Genevieve please wake up!!!" I said. "Why can I never die?" I heard her whispered. "You've tried to kill yourself?!!!!" I said the shock ringing in my voice. She laughed. "Sure! Whatever makes you happy!" She said and laughed harder close to hysteria. I sighed in relief. She hadn't tried to kill herself. I tried to pick her up somewhat to give her blood, but she rolled away and said, well more like growled "Don't touch me." "Do you want to make the burn in your throat go away?!"I sighed exasperated. "How do you know about that?!?!"She almost yelled bolting up eyes wide open. I saw her look around the late Victorian era castle room. The room was in was big enough and had everything a very huge apartment would be and have. I saw her start to panic.She looked at me, head tilted to the side. I saw her look at my neck. I saw her begin to move forward towards my neck without noticing. I put my hand on her face, feeling that shock again and told her "No Genevieve." I saw her look over my shoulder at the blood bags. So still holding her away from my neck,( didn't need that getting ripped out) I grabbed the blood bags and handed them to her.

Blood?!?! This sweet, yummy, deliciousness is blood?!?! WHAT THE HELL??!?!!!!

G.'s P.O.V.

I took the bag and bit a hole in it. I tasted the red liquid, god it was like heaven. Before I knew it all of the bags on heavenly goodness were gone. "Did you enjoy the blood? It was AB+" "What? That sweet red delisious liquid was blood?! What the Fuck!?" I tried to run to the bathroom and try to puke it up, but he grabbed me, and sat on top of me, holding me down. "No. You have to let the blood get into your system, or you DIE." He said empasising the word 'die'. I felt pulses of wonderous electrisity pass through my body, as his skin toched mine. I felt the blood kick in and I felt color return to my checks and the burn in my throat was gone. I had been struggling the whole time and now I stopped. I was defeated. I just drank blood and will have to continue to drink blood to live. "But I'm human." I protested looking in his eyes. "No your not, you are a born vampire, therefore you never knew you were vampire, and you cannot be killed, by anything including your own kind." "What are you?" "I am like you." He got off of me and the pleasent waves stopped. "But my parents are dead..." "No they're not, they're in the throne room." "So they lied to me? They faked their death? Did they know that my foster parents abused me in ways you can't fathom?" I felt my anger rising. "Did they know the torcher that I went throgh at school?! Being pushed and shoved around?! Did they know that I thought of killing myself so many times that I almost tried it?!?! Do they even remeber who I am?! Do they even care? No! because if they did they would have stopped it! Fuck my life!" I said several strings of curse words after that, as I packed my clothes, going to my two best friends house that never left, nor backstabbed me, Sam and Sammy. They lived alone.

J's P.O.V.

I saw her finish the blood, and asked "Did you enjoy the blood? It was AB+" "What? That sweet red delisious liquid was blood?! What the Fuck!?" She tried to run to the bathroom probably going to try to puke it up, but I grabbed her and sat on top of her holding her down, saying "No. You have to let the blood get into your system, or you DIE." I emphasized the word 'die'. I felt pulses of wonderous electrisity pass through my body, as her skin toched mine.I saw the color return to her cheek, and she then said "But I'm human." "No your not, you are a born vampire, therefore you never knew you were vampire, and you cannot be killed, by anything including your own kind." "What are you?" "I am like you." I said as I got off of her and the pleasent waves stopped. "But my parents are dead..." "No they're not, they're in the throne room." "So they lied to me? They faked their death? Did they know that my foster parents abused me in ways you can't fathom?" I saw her getting furious. "Did they know the torcher that I went throgh at school?! Being pushed and shoved around?! Did they know that I thought of killing myself so many times that I almost tried it?!?! Do they even remeber who I am?! Do they even care? No! because if they did they would have stopped it! Fuck my life!" She said several strings of curse words after that, and was packing clothes. "Where are you going?!" I asked now angry. "To my friends house. I don't want to even see them." "Then I have to come." I said. "Why?!" "Because your new, and you could snap and kill your friends." "Oh. Well fine, hurry up and pack!" She snapped.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 07.02.2012

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To my father who has always loved me, my mother who is my best friend,but still a mom, to Lauren Robison, who was my first real friend who loved me, even if I am a chatterbox.... To Jasmine Paddock whom has helped me through hard times and is my very best friend, whom I love dearly.... I will always love you all.....ALSO to all you who read this