CHARLOTTE
The voices were loud and everything was clear. I could hear every single word coming out of Marcus and his father. The argument happening down there was real and it was all my fault. I could hear my name being dragged into it a couple times but I couldn’t defend my self. I wanted to become a vampire so I couldn’t die. There wasn’t an option. If someone needed to be blamed it was me, not Marcus, never him.
My feelings for him accelerated and I felt a lot than I should have. The attraction was persistent, drawing me towards him. Almost forcing me into love. Love. There was a thin chance that I was in love with Marcus but being sure about it would take some while.
Once I sensed his father leave the house, I went downstairs and appeared in front of Marcus who seemed worried. Fin
