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They couldn't be, the man made it very clear how he felt about vampires. I was at a loss. I sat in my room alone, depressed, and scared for the rest of the day.
     

Taken
     
    I watched from my bay window as the sun rose over the trees, its light sent a glossy gold shine around the room. I hadn’t really moved from this spot all night. I sat obsessively watching the surroundings for any movement.
    When the sun was high enough in the sky, I heard noises coming from the kitchen; I changed out of my casual jeans and white tank top from yesterday and into a pretty yellow knee length summer dress. I didn't think it was possible, but somehow it made my skin look even whiter.
    Today, I planned to focus on pushing yesterday's events out of my head. I tried hard not to watch over my shoulder or glance nervously out the window. It was easier to do during the day; everything seems so much scarier at night. Forgetting all about yesterday was easier today because it was, after all, my birthday.
    “Happy Birthday!” Camilla screamed, bursting through my door.
    I didn't spoil her surprise by revealing that I heard her before she even opened the door. She wrapped her arms around me tightly and squeezed.
    “There’s nothing like a birthday bear hug.” Aunt Jen chuckled, entering moments after.
    The hug was a little awkward; there was no doubt Camilla could feel how cold my skin was, I sure felt her warmth. Venom flooded my mouth and my throat burned. In this moment, my craving for blood was as strong as a dope fiend's yearning intensity for that next hit. My craving consumed my mind; a vast psychic parasite devouring any thought of anything but the steely sweet relief of another's life force. I was due for my morning blood and my body was constantly reminding me, but I didn’t want to rush the moment. Who knew if I was going to get another?
     
    Camilla released me from her embrace and handed me a little red box tied tightly shut with a pretty rose colored bow.
    “Open it!” she urged.
    I pulled the ribbon open slowly and pulled off the lid.
    “Oh my god…”
    It was a beautiful gold necklace with a big red heart-shaped pendant. I tried to say something about it but I couldn't. It was so beautiful. I looked up from the gift to Camilla's face; her facial expression told me she was satisfied with my reaction.
    “Thank you so much,” I managed to squeeze out after several long seconds.
    “You are more than welcome. After everything that has happened in the past year, you deserve something nice. It's a ruby for Ruby!”
    Her melodious laugh echoed through my room. At times like this, I was so lucky that I had a best friend like her and just as lucky she was a part of my family.
    “There's something else,” she said.
    “Oh no, Cam, please, this is more than enough.”
    “This one is from Camilla and me,” Aunt Jen exclaimed, pulling a red dress from a long bag.
    I gasped at its beauty. If words could describe perfection, this would be it. I was itching to try the halter neck on. Suddenly, I felt excited. I tried to picture myself in it, at my party, my new necklace hanging from my neck. I marvelled at the way the knee length fabric flowed so elegantly.
    “It’s something to wear to your party.”
    “It is so beautiful, you have both overdone it today, I would have been happy with just a card.”
    “You deserve more than just a card,” Aunt Jen chuckled.
    I took the dress from her hands and laid it gently on my bed.
    “Come on. Let’s have breakfast,” Aunt Jen suggested.
    “I’ll meet you in there.”
    They left my room and I opened the mini fridge that Aunt Jen had concealed in my dresser. The bags of blood, I had to drink cold. Even thought they were in a fridge, they still felt warm against my cold skin. The donated blood does the job, but it still doesn’t quench the burning desire of taking it forcefully from a human. Feeling the pulsing of their heart through the thick liquid as I sucked it from them was