Turn Around (The coldest girl in Coldtown competition)

Did you ever feel like you were being watched, like the monster under your bed isn't just a childhood fear. Well you're right.

They hide in the darkness and the shadows, they hunt you till your back is against the wall and there is no where left to run. They feed off your fear, and rejuvenate themselves with your blood. They are the undead.

There is a way to survive, they will not harm you if you know they are their, It's their only law, their only rule. So if you want to stay alive. Turn around.


9. Accusations

For the next two weeks we practised non stop every day, whether it was after school or during the weekend, he never gave me a break and was relentless. I felt exhausted mentally and physically; the practices were almost as relentless as my father.

My new friends noticed, always asking me what was wrong and if I was feeling okay. It wasn't like I could tell them, my father had said that it was important the humans remain blissfully ignorant. Cody always kept a watchful eye on me, I didn't like the way he scrutinized me.

Damien kept his distance but I could feel his gaze on me at all times, even though I couldn't see him the same way I could see Cody his stare unnerved me even more. I felt like the prey being mercilessly stalked by the hunter. Except I wanted to be caught. Little did I know that was exactly what was going to happen.

"So you and Cody," A deep voice that I recognized all to well said, and from pretty damn close behind me if the warm breath on my neck was any indication, "I'm not so sure I like it." His voice filled my ears and heated my blood like the the sweetest aphrodisiac. His words angered me though, who was he to decide who my friends were.

"Yeah well I never asked what you thought of it, besides since when was it a crime to be friends with a guy?" I demanded, turning around so that my eyes could convey my anger. He hadn't talked to me in weeks and suddenly he cared who I was friends with? That was not how it worked, not with me. I didn't fall to my knees ant any guys command.

"Oh don't give me that crap, everyone in this school knows you two are together. Don't play with me Willow, you won't win." He threatened, glowering down at me as he inch forward, causing me to take steps back in order to get away from him. Before I knew it he had me pressed against a corner, his body was so close I could feel the heat radiating off of him.

"I'm not playing any kind of game, Damien. Cody is my friend, my good friend, but a friend none the less. Whatever this school thinks about us, they can shove their opinions where the light doesn't shine." I snapped and shoved past him, okay tried to shove past him. He was like a freaking brick wall, was he on steroids? 

"Don't lie to me Willow, I can see how he stares at you." Accused Damien, narrowing his eyes. 

"You stare at me too, we aren't together!" I half growled half said and then instantly regretting it, and yet I took it that one step further. "Also, I know it was you in the woods a couple weeks ago, I also know your eyes were red." Damien froze at my accusations. His muscles tensed and the way he looked at me... I though he was going to throw a punch or two. 

"You don't know what you're talking about." He said, backing up a step, as though to get away from my words.

"I know exactly what I'm talking about. I don't know what you are but you had better stay away from me. I'm more dangerous than I look." I said. His eyes lightened in what I could only call amusement and he smirked down at me. 

"Is that a threat, little tigress?" Damien enquired. His huge, solid body blocking most of my sight. In a burst of aggression I put my hand on his arm and using a simple spell, burnt him. He yelped and jumped away from me, his eyes were wide in shock and horror. I made my escape and squirmed around him until I was free. As I walked away I turned back to say one last thing.

"No, it's a promise." 

I didn't see him for the rest of the day, but his words plagued my mind. You don't know what you're talking about.... but I did, and I knew I did. 

On the way out of school I heard something, I couldn't quite place it but it sounded like... gurgling. As if someone was chocking. 

"Hello, is anyone there? Do you need help?" I called into the distance, I waited but no answer came. Before I could leave, dismissing it as my imagination, I heard it again. As stupid as it probably was I went to investigate. The sight before me caused a scream to erupt from my lungs.

Damien looked up from the girl's throat, blood coated his lips and his irises were blood red. The first thing I thought was that, I had been right. The second? Run. 

Run I did, towards the back of the school and out of the back gates that sat right next to the old library building. Behind those gates there was an ally way, where it led I had no idea but I didn't care, when footsteps echoed behind me I ran faster, breathed harder and nearly collapsed from being light headed. Yet I knew if I stopped or slowed down... he would get me. 

I ran for what felt like hours but what could only have been a few minutes, my pulse leapt and my breathing was ragged. Fear spurred me on and on until I came to a dead end.

"No!" I screamed, pounding my fists against the wall. In the corner of my eye I saw dried blood on the floor, pools of it. A gasp left my lips.

"Willow." Damien's voice was soft and gentle, I spun around and look him straight in his cold, red eyes. 

"Stay away from me." I warned in a harsh, almost snarl that I hadn't realised I was capable of. 

"Willow, please. Let me explain!" Damien begged, but I couldn't. I knew what I saw. Finally he realised I wasn't going to listen and sighed, defeated. "Then I'm sorry." He said and when I opened my mouth to reply, he moved. Like lightning, I barley saw him before he was right in front of me, and my world was turning black. 

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