Just an idea that has been on my mind for a very long time. I'm talking a year or so. I hope you guys enjoy it. I'm really into Victoria having an actual mate. Fuck James hoe. Wenjoi;)

Have you ever loved someone so much that you would give your life for them? Have you ever loved someone so much that you would wait and wait for them without hesitation?

I have and I do.

It doesn't hurt like you imagine it would. It doesn't feel like they're hurting you. I feel like I am giving everything that I am. I am okay with that. Really. I am.

My love takes the essence of who I am and I smile as her teeth pierce my skin. I imagine that I can feel her lips smile against me.

I can hear Lana Del Rey playing in the background. My girl's name should be Ultraviolence with all the pain she causes.

I jolt in my bed, suddenly wide awake. My eyes roll as I feel arousal coursing through my body. This is how I always wake up nowadays. Damn her.

My hands caress my skin as I think of her. Her blood red hair and cold, pale skin. I imagine her red lips twitching into a smile as she walks toward me like a predator. My hands move lower.

I ache when she isn't here. My body always feels tired and tense. My family thinks I'm depressed and they might be correct. I go to school disinterested in everything going on around me. I put up a facade. I don't need my friends asking me what's wrong as well. How am I supposed to tell them that there's a fucking lasso pulling my heart from my chest? That on the other end of it lies a vampire?

I miss her with everything in me when she's gone. When she's here she never stays for long. I can't really blame her because she can't stay but it still hurts.

She's been visiting me since I was sixteen years old. I remember the day like it was yesterday. It was my birthday and I couldn't sleep. I had been so scared. If I knew what I knew now I would have been waiting on her naked.

I toss and turn in my bed. I can't sleep. I just turned sixteen and it feels like I'm wasting my young years. My mind races. I've accomplished nothing in sixteen years. I don't even know what I want to do with my life. Maybe I can go to the Army or the Air Force. I don't want to go to college. I fucking hate school.

My mind wanders to my ex girlfriend and I curse aloud. That bitch. She cheated on me so much. I had thought she was my soul mate but soul mates don't cheat. As least I hope they don't. I asked the universe so many times to send me The One but I got her

I sigh and run a hand through my hair. I miss my long hair slightly but the "man bun" gets me girls so fuck it.

A breeze blows through my room suddenly and I stop moving. As I look around my room I can't see anything. It's so dark in here. I should have kept my lamp on. When I think about it, I remember closing the window.

My heart beats like a drum. I hope it's a ghost.

"Hello," I squeak. I curse myself mentally for sounding so afraid. As I sit up in my bed I hear the floor creak by my closet.

"Who the fuck is there," I growl. If it's an intruder I'm gonna kick some ass. Hopefully they don't have a gun.

A giggle sounds in my room and I jump like someone stunned me. Oh my fucking god. Someone is in my room.

I jump out of the bed and turn on the lamp in the other corner. As my eyes adjust to the light, I see a woman by my window. My heart leaps into my throat. Her red hair is long and wild. It curls perfectly. She looks pale as snow and lips are twitching into a smile. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, but I'm so afraid that I can't move or even scream at her.

This woman is familiar...

She prowls toward me like a lioness and I finally back into the corner.

"Hello, Winter. I've been watching you," she says quietly. Her voice is innocent and musical. As she gets closer I lift my eyes to hers and I'm falling. All of my fear drains from my body. They are red and glowing, but familiar. Something in my chest pulls me toward her. I feel like she's everything that I had been waiting for but how?

"Who are you," I whisper. I can barely hear my voice. I can't pull my eyes from hers. I had thought my eyes were weird but red is more unusual than gray.

Suddenly, she is so close that I can feel her breath against my nose. I inhale deeply. It's so sweet. It smells like strawberries and kiwi. My favorite.

"My name is Victoria." Her hands skim up my arms and they are cold. Despite this, heat fills my body. I release a deep breath and she chuckles at me.

"You said you've been watching me. Are you a stalker," I breathe. She leans in faster than I can blink and hold my breath. I expect fear but it never comes. Her nose runs up my neck causing shivers to roll up my spine.

"We met when you were younger. I've been watching you ever since," she whispers against my skin. I fight the urge to moan and instead grab her shoulders tentatively. "I promised I would come see you on your sixteenth birthday. You've grown up well, little one."

My eyes widen when she calls me "little one". Memories come rushing back like tidal waves. Red hair and cold hands. She found me when I wandered into the woods as a child. I was only six years old. Tears well up in my eyes. She never forgot and I did. But.. she looks exactly the same.

She notices my tenseness and pulls back with a smile. I am stunned by how perfect everything is on her. Her teeth are straight and sharp. Her skin is so flawless. She can't be human.

"You've noticed I haven't changed, I presume? I'm not human, little one," she rasps. Hands come up to caress my face and I close my eyes. She isn't human. Then what is she? She must be an angel.

"What are you?" When I open my eyes she is staring at me intensely. It steals my breath.

"Vampire," she whispers. My eyes widen minutely and screaming crosses my mind. The thought is tossed away immediately. I don't want her to leave. "Your eyes are still so gray. You have become so beautiful, little mate. So strong."

As she leans toward me my mind goes blank. All I can do is stare at her lips as they descend toward me.

When they meet mine it's like an earthquake. Everything is falling to pieces around me and she is keeping me grounded.

We move together like we have been lovers for years. I feel deep inside me that I know her. I know these lips like I know my own.

My bare back hits the bed softly and I am slightly stunned. I don't remember taking my clothes off. She washes every thought away as her cool tongue slides into my mouth with ease. Cool hands move up my naked thighs and I spread them accommodate her as she moves between them. There are no clothes between us.

When I pull back to breathe, she moves to my neck. I can't get a break from the red hot pleasure Victoria is giving me. I feel so feverish but her cold skin soothes my body deliciously.

"I have two gifts for you. I will give you the first now. The other when I finish," she purrs against my neck. I nod frantically. I'm slightly disappointed until I realize what is to be my first gift. "You must stay quiet."

She moves down my body slowly. Her eyes never leave mine as her lips and tongue explore every inch of me. I grip my pillow tightly and squirm relentlessly. She is going to kill me, I muse.

As she reaches her destination, I feel a scream crawling up my throat. I rip the pillow from underneath my head and bury my face in it.

White hot pleasure explodes through me like a volcano. Her tongue is like a snake and my sanity is slipping away fast. White light bursts behind my eyes. My mind is short circuiting and my muffled screams fall on deaf ears.

As I come down from my orgasm, I pant hard. The first time with her was better than anything I could have imagined. It only got better. Now, I wait up every night for her to visit me. She never stays. It is disappointing. The pull in my chest never gets better when she is away.

I'm eighteen now and a senior. She told me I would turned when I graduated. Until then, she can't stay.

We can't have anyone knowing that you know the secret, she had said. I want you to graduate first.

I sigh heavily.

"What's wrong," a voice says in the darkness.

I can hear the smile in her voice and my lips itch to return it.

My bed dips as she crawls toward me.

The lust awakens.

"I fucking hate school."