I couldn't breathe.

I stared at Dimitri, unbelieving. Four words that was all it took to change everything.

"Love fades. Mine has."

Tears stung the back of my eyes, I unclenched my fists and stormed out of the church, not looking back. I couldn't believe that, after everything I've done for him, this is the way I was treated. Darkness seeped into my vision, my body trembled in anger and hurt. I charged into my dorm, slamming the door behind me. I paused. I wanted to kick, scream and cry, I couldn't do this anymore, I can't stand the sight of Dimitri and most of all; Lissa. How. Could. She. I itched everywhere from frustration, passing around my dorm my mind reeled. The awe that he looked at her and the way he worshiped the dirt she walked on sickened me to my bones. I felt for Christian though, he loved her more than life itself and Lissa tossed him aside like trash, too busy for poor Dimitri. The anger soon faded only to be replaced with grief. For the first time in a long while; I cried. Violent sobs raked my body, I was hyperventilating, finding it hard to breath. I sank down to the ground and hugged myself, rocking back and forth.

After a while I found that I could no longer cry, feeling numb I stumbled into the shower. Stripping down I stepped into the scalding water. The pain didn't really help. I stood there for almost half an hour, tears rolling down my face; salty and real. I stared at myself in the mirror once I was done, there was something off with my reflection, leaning forward to take a better look I violently recoiled at what I saw. My eyes, there was something wrong with my eyes. Red pooled around my pupil. Shocked and terrified I leaned back toward the mirror, the red was gone. I let out a shaky breath, I'm imagining things, I convinced myself half-heartedly. I left the bathroom on trembling legs, not bothering to put any clothes on I crawled into bed and cried myself to sleep.

I woke up the next morning to a painful throb in my jaw. Throwing the sheets back I groggily dragged myself out of bed towards the bathroom. I hesitantly hovered near the door, recollecting last night's events, gathering my courage it walked toward the mirror to inspect my face. I moved my jaw from side to side weighing the pain, not feeling much I pulled back my lips to reveal my teeth and gums. I frowned, everything seemed normal, mind you I'm no dentist buy I couldn't see anything that was amiss. Shrugging I was about to take off my clothes when a wave of pain hit me in the face, my jaw ached I was in agony. Whimpering I tried to hold myself uptight at stars scattered my vision. When the pain resided I reached into my mouth to feel my teeth, pulling back I stared at my bloodied hand. Whipping my body around I bared my teeth at the mirror, my eyes watered at what I saw; sharp canines prodded out of my gums. I stared, fear seeped into my bones causing the hair at the back of my neck to stand on end. What the fuck.