Chapter 12

I can't believe I'm saying this but I think I've fallen in love. I think I fell in love with Ronan's parents' house. It impossibly bigger than Ronan's which is beyond reality in my mind.

"Oh look we're here!" Lia squeaks clapping her hands together rambunctiously hurting my ear drums. It must be hurting both Ronan and Bryce's because they both have a scowl on their face and hold their hands to cover the sides of their head.

Lia full of hyper energy basically jumps out of the limo as soon as we come to an abrupt stop. I can hear her squeals through the limo. You'd think she just ate 5 pounds of sugar. I silently follow behind Lia leaving Ronan and Bryce still in the overly long vehicle. As soon as she sees me step out she grabs a hold of my arm bringing me straight for the front entrance.

"Uh it's been so long" she slumps while walking through the opening not bothering to wait for her brothers. I laugh at her dramatics. This girl could be an actress. When we enter through the open doorway we walk down a narrow hall and at the end I'm face to face with the most beautiful scenery I've ever laid my eyes upon. The ball room is probably three times the size of Ronan's. There's a seconds level that surrounds the edges of the room and overlooking below to see the center of the floor littered with dancing and chatting creatures. I'm blow away from the thousands of vampires and purebloods here. There are some humans that walk around as servants with a tray of food or drinks. Lia drags me down to the bottom and into the dancing crowd. I feel as I just stand there watching Lia move around swaying her hips side to side. I'm very uncomfortable since I don't know how to dance. She gives me a sad frown from my lack of enthusiasm. I quickly try to come up with an excuse rather than being embarrassed telling her I don't know what to do.

"These shoes are hurting my feet I'm going to sit down" I point to one of the tables to make it more believable. She stops her dancing and pouts her lip like a sad puppy. Damn now I feel bad. No she's just trying to get you to stay so leave before she starting giving you puppy eye I command myself. "Okay" she mumbles going further into the crowd to bust her moves.

I walk towards the closet table making sure it's empty and untouched before I sit. I look around admiring the beauty of the room for sometimes until someone lightly taps my shoulder. I turn to the side of the direct from which the tap came from and see eyes I'm far too familiar with. I give him a soft smile and sigh in relief knowing I'm not alone anymore since Lia completely disappeared in the dance floor.

"So are you going to tell me why you're sitting here by yourself staring at everyone like a creep?" he chuckles at me while I blush in embarrassment. I roll my eyes at his so called joke. "What you didn't find it funny?" he holds his hand over his heart acting as if I just broke it. I laugh at his foolishness.

"Dancing isn't really my thing. What about you blondie why aren't you in the crowd wooing the other girl vampires with your amazing charms and good looks" I place my hand over my forehead acting dramatically as if I was going to faint. He looks towards someone in the crowd nodding his head towards them. "Nah that's Ronan's job" he retorts still looking in the direction behind me. I turn my body to see what he's looking at and what he means that's Ronan's job. I turn to witness exactly what Bryce was talking about. Surrounding all around Ronan are gorgeous vampires all dressed revealing some sort of too much skin. An aching in my chest starts to form the more I look at him laughing and smiling with the vile creatures. If only I could rip them to shreds then I'll show them who t- what's wrong with me? Why do I care? He's a monster he's one of the many reasons for my suffering even if he is very attractive and has the most amazing physique I've ever seen. Oh Mia you're hopeless. I shift back to face blondie and he looks at me curiosity in his eyes as he stares at me. His face turns normal as he takes my hand gently and leads me to the floor. "Let's dance" he suggests while lifting my right arm to set on his shoulder and putting his left hand to rest on my waist and his right hand engulfing my left one.

"I-I don't know how to dance" I confess looking at the ground embarrassment filling my cheeks. His hand leaves my waist and softly grabs my chin pulling me up to face him. He gives me a petite small. "Don't worry I'll teach you" as he starts to guide me into motion. This causes the corners of my lips to tug upward. Who would have thought that I'd be slow dancing with a vampire. Bryce twirls me around in a circle graciously pulling me back into his embrace to continue the steady swaying of our bodies.

I still haven't seen Lia since we got here. She's probably dancing with one of the other Purebloods having the time of here life.

I look out of the corner of my eye to see Ronan far back in the corner of the room leaning against the wall lip locking with one of the vampires that was encircled around him earlier. He's practically eating her face. Feeling uneasy I stop dancing for a moment but still in Bryce's arms. I can sense his worried eyes studying my face but I can't look away from the sight in front of me. Ronan makes my queasiness worse by moving his lips from her face down to her neck leaving sloppy kisses on her dirty tainted skin. Her hair resembles a rat's nest and her lip stick smudge all over her face. What a mess. The woman senses me staring at her and Ronan's intimacy and gives me a sly smirk. I turn away releasing myself out of Bryce's hold suddenly not being able to breath normally. I follow the way we came in from and find myself outside steadying myself on one of the pole breathing heavily not seeming to catch my breath as if I just ran a marathon. The aching in my chest worsens as I fall to my knees scraping the skin on impact and leaving a couple bruises to start forming. What's wrong with me? I lean against the pole and close my eyes concentrating on inhaling correctly.

After a couple minutes my lungs begin to fill with oxygen normally. I get from the ground and brush of the dirt and dust the now occupied my dress and look down to see a hole from when I fell. I look into the curtain drawn window next to me seeing my reflection. My mascara ran down my face in streaks from my teary eyes. My hair was falling out of it beautiful up do. My dress was wrinkled and now stained. Ugh this night couldn't get any worse.

I began to walk back into the house to return to the party that I'd rather not be at anymore. As I'm walking down the hall I can't help but to notice the lighting seems to be darker than before. Maybe a light blew. Without warning my arm is roughly grabbed yanking me into probably one of the darkest rooms to exist. I look around not being able to see anything but darkness as panic starts to fill me. Great this is probably where I die. This is why you don't go to parties with vampires this was probably planned. I sense an aura that is slightly familiar and it's not until I feel fingers grazing my skin that I figured I knew exactly who it was. Damn you tingles.

"What the hell Ronan?!" I shout into the darkness swinging my arm up to find some sort of contact with his body only to have to have it caught easily. A low growl rumbles in his throat and my terror comes back. Even though the darkness I know his eyes are pitch black.

I'm surprised when I feel a sharp contact of a hand collide with my face instantly burning and making me fall to the ground with an umph from the force behind it. He just hit me. Tears stream down my face as the stinging on my cheek increases felling like some flesh was ripped off. Through the pitch blackness I see his eyes glowing purple. Yup my night suddenly went from terrible to horrific in the matter of seconds.

I'm yanked to my feet as he grips a fist full of my hair lifting me off the ground. What did I do to deserve this? He then sets me down so my feet touch the ground but places this hand around my neck. I can feel his nails dig into my skin as my cries become louder. His grip softens and moves around to the back of my head curling my fallen hair around his fingers lightly tugging at the ends. He brings his face close to mine so his breath fans over the skin on my neck. My cries become muffled as I wish for al of this to just end. He pulls my hair bringing my neck to the side giving him complete access to my neck. Ronan leans into me more inhaling me deeply and sighing in satisfaction. I see his eyes glowing even brighter letting me get a visual of his face. His hair is disheveled falling slightly in his eyes. His lips hardly covering his fangs that pierce out sharply. He smiles sinisterly at me. And before I know what happening Ronan does the most unexpected.

He latches his lips onto my neck. Leaving chaste kisses feeling like fire on my sensitive skin. I feel his tongue poke out of his mouth as it makes circular motions on my neck putting my body into a frenzy mood. Not paying attention a soft moan escapes my slightly parted lips. Dammit Mia he's going to drink you dry now. I feel his smirk against my skin as his fangs slowly sink into my neck breaking through the surface drawing blood. I scream out from the extreme pain of it all. He pushes his body into me caging me between him and the wall. The pressure of his fangs becoming unbearable and my tears come more and more. I gradually feel the energy being drained out of me as my body begins to feel weak and limp the more Ronan drinks my blood.

"Ronan stop" I quietly plead using the last amount of energy I have. He only continues, my head feelings dizzy like I just ran in circles. "Stop." Still nothing. His hold on me becomes tighter. Is how I was going to die? Getting the life literally sucked out of me. I try one last time to get his attention and knock some sense into him by using all my strength to push him away but it turns out to only be a pity nudge. "Please" and then everything goes black.