I woke up in just my undershirt and boxers. I rolled over to find myself alone in someone else's bed. That's when the memories of last night rushed to the front of my mind. I brought Mya home, watched her mom punch her, and I kissed Mya. I actually kissed Mya. The girl that I hated what she did to herself with a passion. I hated what she let herself become, but not Mya herself. I guess, under all of that hate I had for what she was, I loved who she truly was instead.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when Mya came in, dressed in an Orieles t-shirt, light blue skinny jeans, and a three quarter sleeved cardigan, carrying a bed tray loaded with breakfast food and tea for two. I guess she got up early to cook for us to share breakfast.
"Mya did we, you know," I asked, confused by what happened last night since it went by so fast.
"No. I cried into your arms and we ended up falling asleep in my bed. You had stripped out of you tux at some point last night. But we didn't do anything," Mya told me.
"So where do we stand right now, Mya," I asked.
"I'm not going to be a whore anymore, but the stain on my reputation won't go away. I would like to be serious with you if you don't mind that," she replied.
"I can live with that arrangement, Mya. I've always liked the real you, and I think we'll be great together. SO I am officially asking you to be my girlfriend," I told her, then I heard that bitch's snicker.
"Awe, Alex you're going to make me tear up," Lisa taunted.
"What do you want Lisa," I growled at her as I put myself between her and Mya.
"I'm here to finish my compulsion. Come here Mya. You know what to do," Lisa called mya over to her and handed her a serated steak knife. Before I could act, Mya stabbed herself in her stomach and Lisa ran off before I could get my hands on her.
"Mya," I screamed as I caught her. She pulled out the knife, her eyes no longer glazed over.
"Alex," she struggled to speak.
"Mya stay with me," I bit myself on my wrist and brought it to her mouth, "I need you to drink from me, trust me okay."
And without hesitating, Mya took my bloodied wrist and brought it to her mouth weakly. She drank my blood slowly, her face scrunched up at the awful taste. I bit my other palm and pressed against her stab wound, trying to heal her at both end. Before I knew it, Mya passed out in my arms.

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I woke up in my bed. I wasn't in my clothes from earlier, but in my Sunday sweats. I went to sit up, but someone stopped me. I looked up and saw the skunk hair of my best friend.
"Jack," I breathed, happy to see him.
"Hey Mya, you gave Alex and I a scare. Do you remember anything," he asked.
"Lisa was here, taunting us before I blacked out," I told him, then i realized that Alex wasn't here, "Where's Alex?"
"He had to go home to change and then he went to drop off his tux. He'll be back soon. He called me over so I could keep an eye on you and to give you this," he held up a locket that wasn't used to hold pictures.
"What is it," I asked.
"It's called a vervain charm. The locket holds the flower head of the wild flower vervain. It protects against compulsion. I have a vervain bracelet that's weaves with vervain fibers to protect me. Alex told me to give it to you so you can't be compelled anymore by him or Lisa," Jack explained as he clapsed it on around me neck.
"Thank you Jack, for coming here. I've missed you being here," I told him.
"I've missed the old you, Mya. If you fall again, Alex and I will both catch you. Now let's watch Home Alone together while we wait for Alex, for old times sake. Right bestie," he held up half of the hand heart we did when we were kids.
"Right bestie," I agreed and I finished the hand heart. I missed these little moments, and I was glad to get them back.

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I got to Mya's and walked right inside. I found that her mom was gone, meaning she was working the corner again. I hated having Mya living here with this crap surrounding her. I knew this would make her return to her true self difficult. Maybe since she's 18, I can maybe get her to come with either me or Jack and then take her with us on tour after graduation.
I got up to her room to find her and Jack asleep on her bed, the credits to Home Alone rolled on with no one watching them. I saw a spot on the bed just big enough for me to squeeze in next to Mya. As I layed down, I saw her stir a little. Once I was settled, Mya rolled onto her side and rest a hand on my chest before she moved closer to press her ear to my chest.
"Your heart barely beats," she whispered sleepily.
"Well I'm a vampire. I was born like you, so my heart beats. Lisa's doesn't beat anymore. Her parents staked her when she turned 18 to make her a turned vampire. The knid that has to be invited in and can't be in the sun without a charmed piece of jewelry on. She has no humanity left in her," I explained to her as I brushed a piece of her light brunette hair out of her face.
"Promise me not to end up like her," Mya asked, her bright brown eyes still hidden behind her eye lids.
"I promise. If it happens and I become a monster, stake me again so I won't hurt you," I kissed her hair, feeling my eyelids grow heavy. I soon joined my best friend and my girlfriend in dreamland.

Notes

So I am still working toward the really gritty stuff. But the soppiness is still in the mix to make it a good tory still. Lisa's not done and there's still more coming. Stay tuned. :)