by Sacred Sin » Sun Jul 25, 2010 4:21 pm
Jer's hand slipped out of hers and wrapped itself around her shoulders, pulling her tightly in an embrace of comfort. "I was 18, and I had just found a group of "friends" to hang out with. My family was pretty messed up, so I didn't spend a lot of time at home. I got mixed up with the wrong people and it turns out they were all vamps, and they wanted "recruits" for the gang." He sighed, eyes narrowed at the memory. "They attacked me before I could get away and at least three of them bit me, tearing more than just biting." He pulled down the collar of his shirt with his free hand to show her the scars from the attack. "I turned not long after and then left them, running away. I came here a couple of decades later." He grimaced in pain as the memories burned in his mind and then smiled suddenly. "But, if that had never happened, I wouldn't have gotten to meet you or Zane, or any of the others. But especially you." He said, grinning wider.

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𝔅𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔰,
𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔦𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰...
𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔲𝔭 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢
𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔪𝔟𝔰.
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