[Note: I don't know anything about vampires (other that what's in movies, which I'm guessing isn't all that correct), I know about witches, but not about vampires, so this is in no way facts. It's just another weird story from me, okay?]

LIVE FOREVER

PART 1

- I wanna be with you forever, he smiled and looked at her.

- Forever? Samantha smiled.

- Forever, Nick laid his arms around her waist, and maybe even longer.

They'd been a couple for two years now and he really loved her. Even A.J. liked her, but then A.J. liked everything that was a bit mysterious and different. And Samantha sure was different.

It seemed like if she had a secret that she wouldn't tell anyone about, not even her best friend Angela, not even him.

Nick smiled and moved her long hair and started kissing her neck.

- I love you, he whispered.

- I love you too, she replied.

Then he saw something he'd never noticed before. Two little dots on her neck, two small scars.

- When did you get those?

He surprised himself, not by asking, but asking at that moment.

- What? She turned around and placed her hand against her neck and covered the scars, Those? I don't remember...

- You don't remember?

- Are you going to start a fight because of two tiny little scars?

"Why are you acting so defensive?" he thought and looked her in the eyes.

- No? Good.

- Are you mad? He said a bit surprised.

- Why do you think hat? She sighed and looked at him.

- You're acting mad...

- I'm not mad.

"You're mad" he sighed and shook his head.

- It's just... I know all about you, at least I thought I did, and now you're getting all defensive about two little dots... Is it about your father?

- No, she sighed, he got nothing to do with that, and don't call him my father, please Nick...

- I'm sorry...

He knew Samantha was adopted, he also knew that her father had been abusive until he'd fallen down the stairs and died when Samantha had been 13 years old. She hated to tell people about her adoptive father, but there had been a connection between them that made her able to talk about her father to him.

She nodded and laid her hands around his neck.

- It's nothing, she smiled.

Right then it hit him, she never showed her teeth. In two years he hadn't noticed, maybe cause she had a sweet innocent smile even though she never showed her teeth.

- How come it feels like you're keeping something from me?

She rolled her eyes and muttered a few curses and removed her hands from his neck.

- I'm sorry Sammie but it feels like you are...

She turned around and walked over to the kitchen table and sat down on it.

Nick looked at her, but quickly looked away again. She had those cold blue eyes when she was mad, and it almost made it impossible to look at her.

- Why do you even care about it? She said after a while.

- I don't know, he sighed and carefully looked at her again, I just didn't think that we kept things from each other...

- Like it's important when I got those scars.

- Well, I know you got that scar on your left knee cause you tripped over a rock when you were five...

- Big deal, she sighed.

- And you got a scar on your right cheek, he smiled and walked over and stroke her cheek, cause your adoptive father slapped you with the back of his hand when you were twelve and the ring scratched your skin...

- So you are studying my scars? She smirked.

- And, that scar on your left hand comes from that bunny you were carrying when you were eight and it tried to get lose...

- And this? She held up her left index finger that had a clear scar on the side.

- You were cutting bread, slipped and it went to the bone but it healed well anyway, he said and kissed her on the lips.

He moved her brown hair and started kissing her on the neck again.

- Forever?

- Hu? he looked at her.

- You said you wanted to be with me, forever...

- I do, he smiled.

- Seriously, she looked at him, Forever?

Nick sighed and gave up. When he looked into her eyes he saw something new, like if that strange, mysterious part of her had taken her over.

- I love you Sammie, forever and a day, and I wanna be with you till the end of time.

A satisfied smile made the almost frightening look in her eyes go away.

- Tonight, she smiled.

- Tonight? He smiled, How about now?

- Right here? Right now?

- That was what I had in mind, he smirked.

- Turn around.

- This will be interesting...

All of a sudden a sharp pain paralyzed him.

- Samantha? Sammie?

He didn't know what to do, it hurt, a lot, but the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt her and if he moved to quickly he probably would.

- I... Samantha? He felt how whatever sharp item had cut him in the neck slowly was removed.

- I'm sorry, she said after a while, I should have warned you...

- What did you do? Nick turned around and looked at her.

Her lips were as red as blood, and that darkness in her eyes met him, that and a smile, showing two sharp teeth.

- Your turn, she said calmly, Take a knife...

- What? He stared at her and covered the cut in his neck with his hand.

She sighed and got of the table and walked over to the knives.

- A knife, she said and looked at him, will you cut or do I have to do it myself?

- Cut what?

- Me.

Nick couldn't believe what he was hearing. From what he understood his girlfriend had just bitten him in the neck, sucked some of his blood and was asking him to cut her.

- I don't want to hurt you, he tried.

- That's so sweet, she smiled, Then I'll just have to do it myself.

- No!

- It's not that bad, she sighed.

- Don't!

- Nick, it's just gonna hurt for a little while.

- I still don't want you too...

Samantha sighed and placed the knife to her wrist.

- It's simple, just like this, she said and did it.

- Oh my god! Sammie! Nick stared at her, You can die if you do like that! I'll call for help...

- Nick! she shouted a bit irritated.

He turned around and looked at her.

- For eternal life.

She reached out her wrist to him.

- What? What do you...

- Drink it, she interrupted.

- Your blood? I can't, you need help Samantha, I...

- Do you want to live forever Nick?

He carefully looked at her, and then at her wrist.

- You won't grow old...

- I can't do it...

- Come on, I want you to.

- But...

- It will heal soon, hurry up.

Nick slowly took her arm, looked at her one last time and then he did as she told him to.