Marina's Personal View.

I sharply turned at the voice. My eyes met with those of a stranger, or atleast, that's what he looked like ascending from the shadows.

"W-Who are you?" I stammered.

"Oh baby. Don't you remember me?"

"No.."

"Well let's put it this way," he said. "You used to call me Hazza."

"YOU LYING, EVIL LITTLE COCKROACH!" I screamed.

Without warning, I launched myself onto him. I slammed him on the tree, seething with rage.

"Aw, baby. I just want to taalk!" He grinned.

"Talk? TALK? After you left me to die, to change all by myself, you want to TALK?!"

"Precisely. And if you'll let me down I-"

I cut him off. "No! You aren't going to do anything! I HATE YOU!"

He pointed an accusing finger in my direction, "It's not all my fault, you know. You had just as much say in- OW!"

I sank my fangs deep into his finger, until I tasted blood. Then I spit the blood into his face.

"Doesn't feel too good, does it?" I snapped.

He sighed a long, unnerving sigh. "Marina, baby, I missed you, like hell. And I know I abandoned you, but I'm back now. And I love you so much, darling. Please, why won't you see that?"

I wanted to say something, but my voice was strained. It was true, I missed him. And I may still be in love with him, But I will not let him in. Not again.

Without a word, I ran away. As fast as I could, my vampiric speed making trees blurry.

I had to protect my heart.

Notes

Sorry if it's short... Should I continue?