I Just Want to be Loved *Completed*

When Brittany's mum get's remarried, she got a surprises when she finds out who her new step brothers are. When she starts living with one of them and his friends, and starts 'dating' one of them, she starts to question herself. Was her life to complicated? What's going to happen when her past catches up with her? Will Louis ever tell her his secret? Are one of the boys going to fall for her? What will Liam do when she becomes known as 'Mummy Direction'? And most importantly, will the boys be understanding about her past and help her in the future?

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67. Feeding

I spent the next twoish days at Mason’s house so he could teach me how to act human and how to hide my fangs which came out whenever I needed to feed, and then he drove me over to Meghan’s.

“How long have I been gone?”

“Today is Friday and I killed you Tuesday.”

“Oh, okay, I love how you said it so casually.”

“Well,” he shrugged and then he handed me my phone which I had forgotten all about and it was filled with missed calls, texts, and voicemails. “I put my number in your phone, so feel free to call me at any time.”

“I will.”

“Okay, bye.”

“Bye,” I replied and then I got out of the car and walked into Meghan’s house.

“Brittany!” she screamed when I walked into her room and then she ran and hugged me. I could smell her blood and I could feel my fangs coming out. “Where the fuck have you been!” she yelled in an angry/relieved tone.

“Well, I met this guy an-,” I started but Meghan cut me off.

“You cheated on Louis! What! No! Bad! He’s heartbroken an-.” I cut her off.

“No, I didn’t. Let me finish,” I said and I walked over to her bed and sat down by her. “I met a guy. He said that he could help me. His name is Mason and he’s really nice and you would really like him. He's very old fashion.”

“What did he do to help you?”

“He, umm, he, uh, umm, well, he, um, ummmm, uh.”

“For the love of god, just spit it out!”

“He killed me.”

“What!”

“Yeah.”

“What the fuck are you saying?”

“Are your parents’ home?” I asked quickly and she shook her head.

“No, they went to visit my grandparents and my sister went with them, but I stayed back because I was worried about you because you’ve been gone for three day! Now what were you saying about him killing you?!?”

“He had me drink his blood and-.”

“What!”

“-Then he snapped my neck. I woke up a few hours later on his couch and then he explained everything.”

“Explained what?”

“How I’m a vampire.”

“What!”

“Yeah.”

“You lie!”

“No, I’m being serious,” I said and then I smiled and showed her my fangs that were still out because I could still smell her blood.

“What. The. Fuck.”

“They’re my fangs.”

“You’re being serious about all this?”

“Yes.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

“Holy shit.”

“Yeah, I know, and Mason told me to tell someone I trust all of this and he said that I should ask them if, I, well, if, umm, uh-.”

“Just say it!”

“If I could feed from you.”

“Feed?”

“Yes.”

“From me?”

“Yes.”

“Uh, will it hurt?”

“Mason said it doesn’t hurt that bad.”

“So, you want to feed from me?”

“Well when you say it that way it sounds weird,” I pointed out.

“Okay, so, you want to drink my blood?”

“Yes. It’s either yours, one of the boys, or random people.”

“Are you’re not going to tell any of the boys?”

“I’m not even telling my mother.”

“So, only me?”

“Yes.”

“I feel so special!”

“You are, and that’s why you should totally be my food source.”

“If you don’t call me your food source, I’ll agree to do it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, so, do you want to do it now or something?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, where are you going to bite me?”

“Where do you want me to?”

“My neck. If you’re a vampire, you’re feeding like a stereotypical vampire.”

“You’re taking this very well,” I said as I moved to sit behind her.

“Yeah, well, my best friend is a vampire, so I’m not sure how I’m supposed to react or anything, but I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to take it kind of like someone just told me they’re gay where I just except it. But, you know, I’m kind of freaking out inside.”

“Well, at least you’re honest,” I said as I moved my head to her neck. “I’m going to bite you now.”

“Be gentle.”

As my fangs broke skin and blood entered my mouth, I’m not sure what came over me.  I clamped my jaw on her neck and she winced and wined in pain, but I didn’t seem to care.

I wrapped my arms around her body and held her to me as I kept drinking her blood. She started screaming in pain and trying to get away, but I just put my head over her mouth and muffled her screams.

I wanted to stop, but at the same time, I didn’t. I knew that this was my best friend, but at the same time, I didn’t care.

When I finally gained enough control to pull back, Meghan wasn’t conscious.

“Meghan!” I cried and I felt tears fill my eyes. “Oh my god, I’m sorry.”

The little blood that was left I her was slowly seeping from the missing chunk of her neck. I’d ripped off part of her neck and I’d completely severed her jugular.

I took a blanket from her bed and I held it to her neck, trying to stop the bleeding.

I pulled the phone from my pocket and I called Mason.

“Wh-what do I do!” I cried.

“What happened?”

“I-I think I killed her.”

“Bite your wrist and put it to her mouth.”

I did as he said. “Nothing’s happening!” I cried, tears pouring down my face.

“I am on my way back. Just keep trying. I will be there in a few minutes.”

“O-okay,” I shuddered and hung up the phone.

I sat on Meghan’s bloody bed as I held the blanket to her neck, but it was useless. Blood had stopped coming out and she wasn’t breathing.

Mason walked in her bedroom door a few minutes later and he saw that I was a complete and total wreck.

“It’s okay,” he said and gave me a hug.

“H-how is i-it okay? I-I j-just killed my best f-friend!”

“Do not worry. I will handle it. Just go into a different room and I will deal with everything and I will be back in an hour.

I nodded and I walked out of the room, taking one last look at the dead body of my best friend.

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