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High School

Emery remembered the shock that had jolted him awake, why had he known to come here? He kept stroking her hair, in silence for a moment. "There was... This... I don't know like a shock, like an electric current, it woke me up and the first thing I thought was that something was wrong, and I didn't even think about it, I just came here." He changes and strokes her shoulder instead of her hair, now rocking back and forth only slightly. Why had he come? It wasn't normal what had just happened, it had never happened before and he couldn't explain it. He didn't care if his parents found his room empty. He wasn't leaving Leela like this.
 
Leela looks at Emery and smiles, then digs her nose into the crook of his shoulder. "Thank you." She says, the sound muffled. She wrapped her arms around him and sighs. She felt a million times better, and she knew he might have to leave soon, so she needed this. "Won't your parents be angry?" She asks, not wanting him to have to be tortured again.
 
"I don't even care if they get angry." He trails his fingers softly from the top of her head down to her neck. "I'll talk to them. I'm sure I can make them see the light or something.. Maybe." He knows that it's pretty much a lost cause, he'd never be able to convince his father or mother to let him see Leela, but he knew of one way that he could make them understand. But would it work? "But even if they do get angry, I don't care. I don't."
 
Leela sits up and looks at him. "I do." She says simply before softly touching the wound on his neck. "It looks so painful." She says, and then smiles slightly. Pain was a terrible thing, but physical pain was no where near as bad as heart break, she knew that if she could never see Emery again that would be how she felt, but also if he got tortured again she would feel that way as well. Either way she would be heartbroken.
 
"It doesn't hurt so bad anymore," he lies, it hurt a lot, but he wanted Leela to stop worrying. It would take at least a full week for him to heal properly, and it would hurt while it healed. He's silent for a moment, listening to her heartbeat and resting his head on hers, before he finally speaks. "This is so wrong, but I don't even care. It's like everything I'd been told about wolves and vampires is just crumbling and I'm so lost, I don't know what to do. It's like I'm in a labyrinth of wrong decisions and it's dark and I don't know anything." He goes quiet for another moment and licks his lips before continuing. "But then it's like, I'm in the labyrinth and I'm scared but then I see you and I'm okay again. We're just getting lost together and it's getting darker but I don't care." He couldn't put it into words properly. "You're like a light."
 
At his words she pictures the two of them together in a dark place, running from something, but they were smiling and laughing. They were together, so they were happy. She liked that, it seemed pleasant. Leela takes his hand in hers and looks at the bruises and gashes on his wrist, he was obviously chained to the wall. "That sounds.. Wonderful." She says gently rubbing her fingers on his wrists.
 
He smiles slightly and closes his eyes, he could still hear her beating heart. "I don't want to alarm you but I'm starving." After spending three days without food, draining two bottles was useless, it had simply got him enough strength to get to Leela, and he hadn't even thought about drinking until now. She was his main priority. He doesn't want to move from the hug, and he doesn't, he just needs her to know that right now he was dangerous. He moved his hand to her neck before he moved it back to its original position, his arms wrapped around her still.
 
Leela bites her lip, then smiles. "Follow me." She says, and stands up. She walks out of her back door and into her back yard. There was a small shed back there, so she walks to it. She opens the door to show two freezers, and there were kills hanging from hooks. She never liked to come back here, it was where her dad put all of his kills. She looks down to show cages where her dad kept live bait. She sighs and leans down in front of a cage containing a rabbit.
 
Emery looks at the rabbit and then back at Leela, and then steps back from them. "I... Don't want... I need..." He knew that a rabbit wouldn't sustain him long after three days of starvation. What he needed was human, even if it wasn't in large quantities, human blood was more nutritious and filling than animal blood.
 
"Emery. Take the rabbit, and I'll go and get you human blood, you just need to stay here because I think you'll lose control." She says, grabbing the rabbit from the cage and handing it to Emery. "I know where I can get some." She adds, then walks out of the shed and runs to her bike. She puts on her helmet and drives towards the hospital without allowing Emery to protest.
 
Emery looks down at the rabbit, and tries to protest but she leaves before he can, he takes a moment, then let's himself go for a moment, biting into the rabbits neck and draining it dry. Rabbits blood was disgusting but he needed it before he killed someone else. He let the blood drip down his shirt, it would stain and he'd never be able to wear it again because its white. He doesn't bother to wipe the blood off his face as he sits down and looks around him at the kills.
 
Leela drives around to the back of the hospital and sees the blood drive bus. She gets off her bike and walks up to it, there was nobody in there. It was to perfect, she looks into the driver's seat and sees a nurse in there snoozing. She climbs into the back of the bus quietly and looks around, there were so many packages and bottles of blood it made her feel wheezy. She grabs two packages of blood and sticks them in a bag that she had on her bike. She then grabs about four bottles of the stuff and sticks them in her pocket before hopping out of the bus and running to her bike.
 
Emery stands up and walks out into the backyard, thankful that it was dark. The second the sun started to come up he'd have to leave, he still didn't have his protection, and burn his skin again. As he waited for Leela to return he let his imagination wander. All he could think about was what she would taste like if he bit her. He hoped she'd get back soon.
 
Leela pulls into her driveway and throws the bag over her shoulder before running to the backyard. "Emery." She says and holds out the bag for him to take. She felt bad stealing blood, but she'd do anything for Emery. "There was a blood drive at the hospital, so I broke into the bus and got some for you." She adds and rakes her hair behind her ear.
 
When she moves her hair he can smell it more, he moved closer to her and took the bag, and opened it, looking in it. He looks back at Leela, his eyes zoning in on her neck, the vein pulsating. He suddenly feels an urge, and moves a little closer to Leela. "I..." He reaches his arm out and tucks the other side of her hair behind her ear, his hand lingering next to her neck. His eyes are still brown, but a little darker than his usual shade, and he smiled slightly. "Do you trust me?" He asks.
 
"Yes." She says, wondering what he was thinking about. She looks into his eyes, a slight uneasy feeling in her stomach. Did he not want the blood she stole for him? What did he want, then? "Emery? What are you- Are you okay?" She asks, changing her sentence in the middle. She gulps and moves a little away from him, only an inch or so.
 
Emery grabs her arm and pulls her closer until their bodies are almost touching. "Don't be scared." He whispers in her ear and leans down until his mouth is close to her neck. He can almost taste her blood, and he can hear it, so loud. He grazes his teeth against her neck before he realises what he's actually doing, and he steps back suddenly. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He turns his back on her and looks inside the bag again.
 
Leela's eyes were closed, her hand on her neck, and she was holding her breath. When Emery speaks her eyes pop open and her body starts to shake. "Just. Just drink that, okay?" She says, it was more of a demand then a question. She pulls the bottles from her pocket and puts them in the bag with the packages.
 
Emery doesn't look at her, he doesn't want to see her if she's afraid or angry, he doesn't want to see her like that if he's the one that caused it. "I'm sorry." He says again, meaning it, he opens one of the packages and drains the blood in it, still turned away from Leela. He drains another one and breaths for a moment before looking at Leela out of the corner of his eye. "I don't know why I did that I didn't mean to scare you.." He says, concerned.
 
Leela smiles at him and wraps her arms around him in a hug. "I'm not scared of you, Emery." She whispers and lets go of the hug. "You don't have to be sorry, I know that you can't control it. I'm fine." She adds and uses the sleeve of her jacket to wipe the blood from his face. "I just want you to feel better."
 
Emery shakes his head, stepping away from her again, still afraid that he would hurt her. "You don't understand, Leela, I wanted to.. I wanted to hurt you and I meant to bite you and I was going to do it and then I realised that you would be scared and... But I still want to. I still want to bite you even if I've had enough to drink. You appeal to me too much.." He looks down at the floor but then he looks back up at her.
 
Leela shakes her head and sticks her hands in her pockets. "Emery, you stopped yourself, which means your gaining at least a little bit of self control. Even if its not much, it's still something." She says and looks up to the night sky. The stars barely visible through the clouds, and she could smell water in the air, it was going to rain soon.
 
He looks around for a moment and then walks towards her, he wanted to make a point to her and he reached out to grab her but then realised that hurting her wouldn't make the point, it would just make him what he feared he would be. He grabbed her arm instead, "Who's to say that next time I'll have self control? I'm going to end up hurting you sooner or later." He was still holding her arm.
 
"Do it, then." She says, her eyes hard. She wasn't afraid, if he were to try and hurt her she would turn wolf automatically. "Hurt me, it's better to get it over with isn't it?" She asks, her voice was hard, if he wasn't going to listen to her then she wasn't going to listen to him, she was going to show just how hard headed she can be.
 
Emery pulls her closer to him, his hands holding her arm harder than his usual gentle touch. He lowers his head to her her neck again, his teeth grazing the skin again and he is about to bite when instead he pulls back for a second before he suddenly presses his lips to hers. He steps back after a second and turns his back on her, as he moves over to a tree and slams his palms against it. He couldn't even hurt her if he tried, so he'd kissed her instead, he was such a stupid fool.
 

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