My Mom Always Warned Me Never To Kiss A Vampire Prince

Chptr 3

Okay so i havent updated this in a LOOONG time, but i was rereading it and thought, Hey this is actually pretty good!! so im gonna try and keep writing it, even though im currently working on Anything For You(GO CHECK IT OUT!!!!)

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Anne jumped up, shrieking, "WHAT THE HELL?!" a hand clamped over her mouth.

"Shh! Do you want your parents coming up?!" 

She could barely see the intruder through the darkness, but she could tell it was a boy. Anne flailed around and her foot connected with the persons  no-no area. there was a grunt and a thunk and she took the chance to run. Anne ran into the kitchen where her parents were still fighting. she waved her arms around wildly, her eyes wide. "MamaDadtheressomeoneinmyroom!!"

"What? Calm down child!" her mom came over to her side.

Anne caught her breath and began again, "There's some one in my room!!"

Her parents looked at eachother and her dad grabbed the baseball bat under the sink, climbin the stairs quietly. He dissapered into the dark and Anne clutched her mother's arm. "Mama you should get out of the house. Go, now. I'll wait for Daddy." her mom started ti protest, but then ran to the back door, grabbing the phone to call the cops. there was a thud upstairs and a yell. Anne gasped and the confidence she showed her mother wavered. Still, she couldnt just let the stranger kill her father. She grabbed a knife and tiptoed up the stairs, flipping on all the lights as she went.

She checked everyroom except the two at the end of the hallway. Anne took a deep breath and flipped on the lights to her parents bedroom. Nobody there. That just left the bathroom.

The door to the bathroom was closed. Oh, yes, he was deffinately in there. The question was, was her father in there with him? Her hand on the doorknob, knife poised above her head, Anne was ready for anything. Or so she thought. She banged the door open and found both the boy, who she now recognized as the man from the roof earlier that night, and her father. What she found them doing, though, she was not ready for. The boy was latched onto her dad's neck, making slurping sounds, the type of sounds a little kid makes when he's sucked all the juice out of a icee and all that's left is ice.

Anne made a choked sound and gripped the doorway. The boy with the grey eyes looked up. There was blood all around his lips. "Daddy" she whispered. Her legs gave way and Anne plummeted toward the cold lenolium floor, but she never reached it. The boy had dropped her dad in the tub and grabbed her before she could fall. Who was this guy? She blacked out in his arms, staring at her pale father.

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I know, its REALLY short. but its just to get me back into the groove of the story. i promise to update as often as possible :] toodles, readers

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