I could feel the warmth streaming in through the window. The sun beat down on my naked, cold and sore body. I was on the floor alone and my body was sore all over. Getting up off the ground I picked up all my clothes and put them in my dirty clothes hamper.

Sighing I go into the bathroom to look over my body.

On my back there are small bruises in the shape of a hand in three places. My thighs have bruises in the middle and there's a hand print on my outer thigh. If these bruises are still this big they must have been giants ass bruises. I think to myself. You see I heal about 15 times faster then a normal person and I never have bruises unless there big and they only say about an hour at tops.

Sighing I brush my teeth and look over my face before I freeze. Either that boy likes it freaky or he was just all about that neck biting. There a two small holes in my neck about my pinky length apart. Walking out into the kitchen I pour myself a bowl of Cheerios and sit on the couch. I let the sun warm my already burning body and eat my cereal one cheerio at a time.

I hear my door open and spine around to see Tug standing in the door with a bag from McDonald's. I quickly grab a pillow from the couch and use it to cover my body.

"I thought you left?" I said standing and slowly making my way to my room.

"I did, but that was to get you a breakfast sandwich. I though you might want something besides cheerios." Tug said pointing to my counter top. Okay so I might have a slight addiction to Cheerios. I mean I only have about 8 boxes out but I have 10 more hidden in my cardboard. That was about the only thing I ate when I was at home alone. Besides when I went to the woods and ate a full deer but that's when I'm in wolf mood.

I smile and shuffle to my room with my ass facing the wall. Once I get past his view I sprint to my room I grab underwear and a bra that match and a pair of shorts that make my ass looks super full and a shirt that's fits in all the right places. Looking myself over in the mirror once I walk back out into the kitchen. He has my sand which on a plate with apples sliced on the side. I smile and grab the plate off the counter.

When you first walk into my dorm your in the living room if you go through the door to the left your in the kitchen and if you go to the right you have a hall way that goes to the bathroom and my room. There's a hole in the wall like a window where you can see into the living room from the kitchen.

"What's up with the Cheerios anyway?" He asked sitting down next to me with a black water bottle.

"It was just the first food my mother ever feed me besides milk. What's up with the water bottle. I got glasses in the cardboard." Tug shrugged his shoulders and took a drink. Pulling away his lips where stained a reddish tint.

"What you drinking?"

"Blood."

"Wait what. Your kidding right?"

Tug shock his head taking another drink. "You should know what I am. You should be able to smell me with your wolfish powers." Tug said taping my nose. I wrinkled my nose and leaned close to his shoulder. Taking a deep breath the wonderful smell filled my nostrils.

"You smell really good. Just saying." I leaned away and he smiled.

"Thanks you smell good your self, but you also smell like a wet dog to." I raised my eyebrow at him.

"You smell fabulous and I don't smell like a wet dog."

"Yes you do. You need to get in the shower and scrub the rain off you." I looked him in the eyes.

"Fine if it will make you feel better." I said standing up setting my half eaten sand which on the kitchen counter and headed off towards the bathroom.

After I showered and dried off I applied a layer of deodorant. Smelling myself to make sure I didn't smell like a wet dog I walked back into the living room. Tug was still resting on the couch with his black water bottle resting on his lap.

"You smell better now. Like coconut and green apples." Tug smiles standing up and walking over to me. I stretch my body to its full 5'1 feet tall. Buy even then I hardly reach Tugs shoulders. "I'm 6'6 if you must know." Tug smiles wrapping his arms around my waist. He kisses my shoulder and then my neck. Bushing the bite mark he licks the spot and continues all the way until his lips meet mine.

What are you doing stupid. Stop this right now.

"You must listen to your self sometimes." Tug laughs pulling away.

"What?" I ask with a puzzled look on my face.

"Your brain tells you to do one thing but you always seem to ignore it. Why is that?"

"I don't know. Maybe because what it tells me to do is all ways the right thing g and I like to be bad once in awhile. Wait how did you know what I was thinking?"

"I told you, it's a gift of mine."

"What kind of gift."

"Just, its the way I am."

"Why are you different from me?" I ask pulling away from the magnificent smell of his body. The warmth that floods into my body with out his touch is almost enough to make me cry.

"I'm just different from you."

"How different. You can't be that different from everyone I have ever met."

"Do you really want to know?" Tug asks walking back to the couch.

"Yes!" I state folding my arms across my chest.

"I'm a fucking vampire."