Tara's POV
It's been a week now and I'm getting ready for school. I have to go. When I  graduate I will be given the choice to leave and go to the human world.

If I don't, I'm stuck here forever. He problem is I need drugs. My head hurts. I haven't slept in a while.

During the day, they take shifts but every night Jake is here. I pretend to sleep but I open my eyes once he does.

I thought vampires didn't get sick but u was wrong. The only thing difference between us and humans is that we heal faster, drink blood, can't die unless it's a stake and have heightened senses.

The garlic and the holy water was all fake. And we do have a reflection. We also need sleep just not as much as humans.

But I hadn't slept in a few days and I was pretty dizzy. This wasn't a wound so I wasn't healing. I needed drugs.

When I had a sniff, the nightmares disappeared. "Tara, are you done?" T called from downstairs.

I didn't bother answering her. I rarely talk around any of them except Jake. He's an exception in everything and I don't want to to be that way.

Not now and not ever. I grabbed my black leather bag and stared at myself in the mirror. Black hair,red blouse, black jacket, black jeans and black boots.

Pale skin, blood shot eyes, flushed face and angry red marks on my skin. I guess I'm ready.

I went downstairs and ignored It's shocked look as I got out of the house and into her car. I wasn't allowed to teleport anywhere unless I was taking someone with me.

Stupid Jake! And I didn't want to have physical contact with anyone so that wasn't happening.

Except Jake...
Wonder why I'm listening to him. His parents said so. They said I should listen to my mate and I respect them so I did.

I slammed the car door behind me and stared at the road as T driver. She tried to make small talk but I ignored her.

I just sat and thought about drugs. How good it felt when it got into your system. I was going insane.

Jake had also told me not to self harm after he caught me with a knife cutting my wrist. Sure the wound would heal but I'd feel pain.

And that small pain would take my mind off stuff. When I noticed that we had arrived at school, I got out and walked towards the building.

As soon as I entered the corridor became silent as all eyes turned to stare at me. I felt uncomfortable but I didn't show it.

I kept my face blank and headed towards my locker. I had no idea what I was going to learn. I unlocked it and as expected it was empty.

I placed my books into it and took out only a sketchbook and a pencil.

I sniffed out the principal's disgusting perfume. It as faint but there as I followed it. I met the receptionist.

She was a kind looking woman in her twenties. I didn't bother looking at her tag. "Can I have my schedule please?" I asked softly.

She smiled and asked for my name. I gave it to her and she handed me a paper a few minutes later.

I turned around and Damon grabbed my schedule. I hadn't noticed that T was gone.

For a moment his eyes glazed over and I knew what he was doing. He was mind linking the others. He was telling them about my schedule.

So that they would always know where I was. I as being constantly watched and I didn't like the attention. I feel like I'm a criminal.

I feel like pulling my hair. Geez, it's not like I'm going to kill myself and I don't see the point. The damages has already been done. Nothing can compare.

Unless it's something knew from the Masked Monster. He smiled and gave me my schedule. I sighed as he led me to my English class.

At the gate, I met Noah. He smiled but it disappeared when I ignored him and walked past. I ignored the looks and stares I was getting.

I sat down at the back of the class. Noah sat beside me. I opened the book as soon as the teacher stepped into the class.

I was going on a mission. I had wasted enough time as it was. It was time to begin my revenge.

I was going to use magic to produce exactly what I remember about the Masked Monster and my sire.

I placed the pencil in my hand and set the tip to the first page. I closed my eyes and cast a spell. I remembered what I was taught.

Focus on one thing, clear your mind and control your energy. It worked. I bent my head so it looked like I was righting.

I mean it would be weird if someone saw me drawing with my eyes closed. I closed my eyes and remembered the Masked Monster.

I felt the pencil move as I remembered his black and messy hair, his face mask, his clothes and his barefooted feet.

I tried to remember the room and how it looked like when he as around. I tried to picture the glass mirror.

When I opened my eyes, I had to bite my lip in order to prevent myself from crying. It looked so real. It was like I was back there again.

I closed the book and tried to calm myself down. If I freaked Noah would tell the others. They'd see the drawing and I don't have time for their drama.

The teacher droned on and on about something but I heard nothing. I knew what I had to draw next but I couldn't.

It was the girl. The girl with the baby blue eyes that haunted me everyday. The girl I killed for her blood.

The daughter I took from her parents, the sister I took from her brother and the mate I took from another vampire.

I couldn't do it, but I and to so instead I decided to do it at home. But I had to find a hiding place for the book.

The thought of my victim had soured my mood and the clouds were turning dark. Dark like my soul turned as I killed the girl.

It was raining heavily as thunder roared and lightning stroked everywhere. Some people were screaming.

Noah looked scares but I didn't even care. The wind as blowing heavily but I couldn't control it. That as exactly what I was feeling on the inside.

Thus wasn't magic or else I could've stopped it. It's one of the gifts I received from my ancestors on my birthday.

The weather in the kingdom I'm in reflects my emotions. Then the lights went off as the screams got higher.

I could still here her voice. She was mad at me. She blamer me for breaking her family's  heart.
She said I was a heartless monster.

It was all too much and I needed drugs. So I teleported back to the guys. There was no one home. That had all gone to work.

I moved from the living room to James's room. I searched around until I found a packet of marijuana. I had never done some but I was willing to try.

I scribbled all letter to tell James that I had come for some weed but I would be back of Drew's birthday. I missed them so much.

They didn't breathe down my neck all the time. They let me be wild and freed. I had fun. Sure I had nightmares and when I did, they all stayed up and told me stories.

Their stories were so silly and not real but they were awesome.

After finishing the packet I teleported back to the classroom as the weather won't down.

The sky suddenly cleared but school was canceled as the teacher said.

I grabbed my book and pen and walked put of the class. Noah was right behind me. We were joined soon by the rest of their group.

I ignored them all and went to my locker. I grabbed my bag and stuffed the sketchbook and pencil into it before placing the strap on my shoulder.

The voice was gone. I was high but I managed to act normal. My head was finally free. As soon as I saw Jake's face I stooped acting and smirked at them.

They all looked confused before they sniffed and smelt the drugs on me. Jake looked mad and annoyed.

T looked sad and heartbroken. Noah felt guilty like it was his fault and Edward and Mason looked so shocked and sad.

I didn't care. Not anymore. Jake grabbed my arm roughly and I hissed in pain. He looked at me for an explanation but I just stared at him.

He dragged me to God knows where. Oh, it was the bathroom. They all entered. Both boys and girls even though it was for girls only.

"What's wrong with your arm?" Jake asked as he clenched and unclenched his jaw. "How should I know, I'm not a fucking doctor." I answered coldly.

"You hissed when he touched your arm. Why?" Edward asked. "It's my arm so why should it concern you? Just leave me alone and stop breathing down my neck like a framing criminal." I yelled at them.

It fell on deaf ears. "I think we should check it ourselves." T suggested. They all agreed and Jake advanced towards me.

I backed away with every step until I hit the wall and they all stared at me with smug looks. I gave up and pulled it off slowly.

Jake looked like he wanted to cry. "What happened to you?" He growled out through gritted teeth. The room was so silent.

The tension was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. I knew what they were seeing. Both of my arms were covered in bloody bandages.

I had court myself all over my arms and laced the wounds with vervaine so that they wouldn't heal.

Turns out pain isn't enough yo make my mind blank. I was coming down from my high but my mind was clear. I could feel the drugs in my veins.

It was exhilarating. "I did this yo myself. Now can I go home? I'm tired of being interrogated like a criminal." I said.

I put the jacket back on and left the bathroom. They all stayed back. After I was fare enough from Jake, I teleported back to my room.

I lay on my bed and threw my bag somewhere. I missed the guys like hell. I wished that I could go back
But I wasn't an adult yet. I hadn't graduated.

Maybe I could go live with them after graduation. Yeah it would be nice but I can't. I have Bella with me.

I don't want my baby to grow up and learn to smoke drugs. She'll have a perfect life and I'll make sure that I give it to her.

I went downstairs as I heard laughter. It was coming from the kitchen. There stood a girl a few years older than me.

She was dresses like she was ready for war and as cooking. Bella sat on the counter and was laughing.

"Hey mommy. I missed you." She said as I went to hug her. After pulling away I faced the woman who was staring at me.

"Who are you?" I asked rudely. "I'm Amelia. I'm your personal bodyguard slash Bella's nanny. I was hired by Prince Jake. It's nice to meet you Princess Tara." She said.

I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. I was starting to hate them.

A bodyguard??? Why did they think I needed one?? I felt like I was going insane. I feel like I'm a criminal.
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I loved this chapter but I have nothing to say. I'll be changing the book cover soon so any suggestions??

Any way I have updated twice in a week so don't expect any more this week.

I have exams but I wanted to update. I have to go study now. Tomorrow I have to write the subject I hate most.

Maths: Mental Abuse To Humans.*shudders*

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-Daisy