Sebastian’s POV
Suffolk, Virginia 2010
It took all of my self-control not to touch Rose as she laid on her bed. I wasn’t going to force her to do anything with me, it wasn’t fun unless both parties were thoroughly enjoying the rough lovemaking that I could already imagine. I thought about everything that I knew about Rosie, I knew her favourite colour, her boyfriend’s name, her mom’s name but I have no idea about how old she is. For all I knew, she could be underage, and then I’d be fucked. I looked around her room for any hints. Her room was the opposite of what I’ve imagined for a girls room. Her queen bed was a metal rustic cream colour, whilst her bedsheets white with a blue fluffy comforter. She had a dark hardwood floor and many green plants in every corner of the room. Her desk was bare except for a Mac a few Ticonderoga pencils. Books were scattered in the cubbies of her desk. I shook her mouse, praying silently that her computer wasn’t password protected. Damn. It was awfully hard to snoop. Above her desk was Marvel memorabilia with pictures of Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Loki and the original avengers. Moving back to her desk, I saw a little planner sitting on top of some books. Bingo! I flipped through each month until I stopped in September the twenty-sixth. I saw a little note that said: “Now that I’m sixteen I can finally get a job.” Panic set in. Oh please no. This was a recent planner as it said two thousand and ten. I sped out of her bedroom and into my car. I banged my fists against the steering wheel until my car staring honking uncontrollably. I guess this is my fault for trying to be happy, to do more than what my parents predestined for me. They wanted me to marry some vampire from Spain. Rose was the one for me, but she’s a child and I guess that’s god or whoever decided to make this shitty planet a reality taking a piss at my life. I jumped out of my car and looked for prey to devour. I needed to feed and I wanted to kill if I didn't have my Rosie than no one ever will. It was a full moon tonight which meant that I had to be careful with the packs of this area. Werewolf bites hurt like a bitch.
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