Kira POV

It has been almost a week since I've found out that I'm supposedly a vampire. I haven't left my room since, I don't think I'm mentally prepared to face anybody right now. The fact that this school consists of supernatural creatures scares me especially since nobody seems to like me.

I pace around the room trying to figure out my purpose here. Everything I've been told is just shocking, not hard to believe, just shocking. I sigh taking out my phone and sat on my bed, I could just call my parents and get this over with. "Hey mom... The funniest thing happened to me. I'm living amongst blood sucking vampires, werewolves that can easily kill me and witches that easily destroy me with one finger." Pa-lease, there's no way I'm gonna say something like that, well it's not like anyone is gonna believe me. They're gonna think I'm crazy, which I am... but stillz.

Now that I think about it, I don't really remember much from my childhood. I was born in Kingston, Jamaica. I don't remember much about my life back there since I left when I was 8 years old. My mom, Adina was a tailor and my dad, Shawn was a farmer. I had two brothers, both were older than me. My family wasn't rich and all, so my aunt, which is my dad's sister, allowed me to live with her in Lima Heights, Ohio. I haven't spoken to my parents in a while. Actually I can't even remember the last time I've spoken to them.

My whole life is a complete mess right now. According to what the headmaster said, I was adopted. I was too shock to ask any questions at the moment, so I just stood there trying to process everything I was being told. A part of me knew I wasn't completely human growing up, but somethings about the headmasters story doesn't completely add up. Like how tf have I been a vampire for all my life and feed on normal stuff? Aren't I suppose to feed on blood?. I've watched 'The Vampire Diaries' too many times to know that I'm suppose to feed on blood and I've never drank blood in my life. Well I've pricked myself a couple of times and taste my own blood, but that's different.

I have no fangs, my eyes aren't dark and I most definitely doesn't have a crave for blood. So how exactly am I vampire?. Maybe this is just a dream. Yeah I'm definitely dreaming. Wake tf up stupid bitch

There was a loud knock on the door causing me to flinch. All that knocking is good enough to cross me back over into reality because this person is knocking like they wanna destroy my door. If I was dreaming, I'm definitely awake now. I hate when people beat down my door, don't mess with my peace and quiet like that...  I'll beat you tf up.

"Kira, I know you can hear me. Open the door," A deep raspy voice declares. "Nosotros necesitamos hablar!" (We need to talk). Why does it sound like he's ordering me? Not because he's hot and has a sexy Spanish accent and can easily burst down the door and kill me in less than 2 seconds means I have to listen to him.

"Open the door this instant or I swear -

"Or what?"

His eyes grew wide at my sudden self-confidence and I akimbo trying to look all tough and shit. If he wanted to hurt me, he would've done that a long time ago. Oh shit, Or he's just wanting for the perfect time to rip my head off. Oh God

He slams the door and I step back a little realizing that I'm actually dealing with a vampire and not some dickhead from highschool. Yeah, and this is the point where I wish I was actually dreaming.

"Choco... the smartest thing you've ever done was opening that door before I finished that sentence."

How dare he!?!? Well atleast I'm still breathing. That's one thing to be muthafucking grateful for.

I'm glad I opened the door before he finished because God knows the awful things he was probably thinking  about doing to me.

I don't know much about him but the headmaster told me that if I have any questions, I should talk to Christian and uh- I should trust him because apparently we have a lot of things in common. I'm confuse because I do not trust that headmaster and deep down I feel like I can trust the white boy so, uh, I just hope I'm doing the right thing.

This is me acting like I'm not intimidated by him. My eyes travel everywhere in the room but at him. I'm gonna have to talk to him one way or another. Everytime he looks at me it's like his eyes are piercing through my soul. It's cute, but I don't know whether he's trying to read my mind or if he's looking for a brain somewhere in there.

Calming down, he slowly walks over to my bed and made himself comfortable.  "Make yourself comfortable, would ya," I scoffed and sit beside him on the bed. He just rolled his eyes and turned to look at me. Damn he's gorgeous. If men like this exists when I was back in high school, believe me... I'd be pregnant with twins by now.

"I know you probably have a lot of questions right now... And___" he began, but me being the very annoying person that I am didn't even let him finish "Why am I here?" I blurted out. "It's a very long story actually," Christian smiled a bit like he was remembering something. " I have a feeling that the headmaster isn't telling me the entire story and I don't know how... But I think I can trust you as long as you don't feed from me and try to kill me. So i'm hoping that you'll tell me truth and if not i'm leaving here," I said to him.

I doubt he's gonna allow me to leave anytime soon but I can atleast try. I need to know the truth about my past. At this point, I'm desperate.

Ever since I met Christian i've been having these weird feelings about him. We've connected in ways I've never felt before and although I've only met him like 6 days ago, a part of me feels like I've know him all my life. Cringey, ik.

"What makes you think that I'll let you leave?" He scoffed.

'What makes you think that I'll let you leave?' I mock him inside my head. Blah blah blah, I'm trapped here aren't I? Weeeelllll, it's not like I wanna leave anyway.

"A long time ago something happened and I met this girl, Yvonne," he began. "She was the one most the beautiful girl I've ever met. Her dark skin was very appealing and she had the face of an angel". "I'm not really interested in hearing about your first love Christian," I said rolling my eyes.

My main concern is finding out about who I am, not some girl he fell in love with."Puedes dejarme terminar?". (Can you let me finish). His Spanish accent is so sexy. I learnt a little bit of Spanish in highschool, so I just nodded and let him continue. "Yvonne wasn't my first love. She was my first friend. Back in those days, if anyone found out you were supernatural, they would hunt you down and kill you immediately. My dad was basically the devil back then and I didn't wanted to be apart of his lifestyle, well not at that time. He was a ruthless, selfish, cruel vampire that would do anything to get what he wants. Everyone feared him, even I was afraid of him at some point. Little did I know, I wasn't like every other supernatural creatures. Shocking? Ik." His eyes became dark, and I can tell he's uncomfortable. "You don't have to continue, if you don't want to," I said moving a little bit closer to him.

I don't know what this topic means to him, but I have a feeling he doesn't like talking about his father. The hatred is obvious is in his eyes."My dad always told me that my mom died while giving birth to me." He mumbles. "And I believed him, until one night I was doing my usual hunting in the woods since I wasn't comfortable with drinking human blood like my father and older sister. I would drink animal blood and that was enough for me at the time. It was the night of a full moon and I was attacked by a man. He shot me in the leg with a crossbow and began beating the shit out of me with a piece of wood. I couldn't let him kill me, I had no choice but to unleash my demonic side. In a matter of seconds my fangs appeared and I attacked the man and devour into his neck. That was my first time feeding from a live human being and I didn't know how to control myself back then." Shit. I shouldn't even be this close to him.

My throat went dry and all of sudden, it became hard to swallow. "Did you kill him?" I managed to ask. He lay back and raise his eyes to the ceiling. My aunt once told me that people always shield their emotions within their eyes. That's why he doesn't want to look at me, he doesn't want me to see his guiltless face. He did kill him.

"I tried to stop but I couldn't, neither did I want to. I was turning into my dad. I didn't stop until his heart wasn't beating anymore. That's when I knew he was really dead. The worse thing about it was, I didn't felt guilty about what I've done and I was still hungry. I was just ten years old, I wasn't taught how to control my blood thirst because I was never planning on drinking from a human at such a young age." I could see his arms tense up a bit as he continued "Something else happened to me that night. My heart was beating like crazy and I could feel my bones cracked. My fingers turned into claws and lots of hair appeared all over my body. It was so freaking painful, I felt like I was dying so I screamed at the top of my lungs. But that was unlike any normal scream.... I roared."

Wait a minute, Vampires can't roar! Right? No I'm positive, vampires can't roar.

I widen my eyes "Does that mean you're a_____". "Yes Kira. That was my first transformation into a wolf." He said. How's that even possible? Yo, suddenly I'm very curious to find out if he has superpowers.

"I was scared as hell. First I was became a 10 year old murderer, then I became a freaking wolf. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't go back to my father because he would've killed me instantly. I ran through the woods as fast as I could until I was met with something running towards me.... It was another wolf. The wolf suddenly transformed into a woman.. That was the night I met my mother, I don't know how I knew it was her but I did. She stayed with me until the moon died down and I transformed back into a vampire. She gave me this___," he pulled out a pendant from around his neck, "and that was also the last time I saw her," he bit his lip and put the pendant in his pocket. Well atleast he didn't grew horns and wings.

"I'm so sorry," I can feel the tears forcing to escape, there's no way I'm gonna let myself cry infront of him. He smiled and continued "está bien... While I was running through the woods I met Yvonne. I went into a conversation with her and found out she was a witch. To my surprise, she already knew everything about me and my kind. Before she left me that night, she made me promise her one thing," he smiled a bit.. "She told me she knew a spell to bring the man back to life but I have to promise to protect her granddaughter, when she's born." He said. Like he really expects me to believe that Yvonne was just a friend.

Why do I have a weird feeling about this?. " What does that have to do with me?" I asked, my heart was beating extremely fast.

Christian got up and rub his neck before turning back to me, "Yvonne was your grandmother Kira,"...

What tha fuck!!!!!!