"Layla," his voice resembled a beatiful tune. A tune that washed away my worries and took me away. "I am a....vampire." He wavered on the last word. I broke out into chuckles and a small grin, tears from laughing at his joke however; He didn't join me. Instead he held a genuine look in his eye and my laughter swiftly ended. "Xavier..." my voice low and fear swallowing me. "Promise that you'll never change me even if I am dying." "I don't think I can promise you that." I have been involved with a mobile bloodsucker. A BRUTE.