Chapter One.

In my dreams, it's always dark out. I'm always deep in the woods or some place quiet and secure. There's always boys there, or girls, and every touch feels so real. The sex dreams feels so real, so raw and electrifying. When they're suppose to be deep inside of me, I always end up biting and even cutting them and consuming their blood.

Every time I have these dreams, my vision goes blurry when I awake and my head begins to pound. I can't help but to hate the dreams from the pain I feel afterwards it's like my body just quivers in pain and it's like I have a hole inside of me. I haven't figured out what it is but I can't help but to feel like something is wrong with me.

It begin a month ago, the headaches and the insatiable hunger and lust. I began to notice changes in my body, my scars from childhood has healed. Like the scar on my knee from cutting my knee open when I wrecked my bike, that scar was going to be with me forever but it healed within last month.

I have never been athletic, I've never been the one for exercise but the last month I've grown faster and stronger. I've ran miles and miles and wasn't fazed. So I began to take advantage and exercise regularly because why the fuck not.

My hair use to be damaged, dead ends and so dry but now my hair is healthy. It's grown a great length and regained its shine. I asked my mom what could be happening to me, she said that it could be puberty and told me to not worry but I didn't think it was that.

I didn't know what it was. I decide to run before everyone wakes for my birthday party, today is the day I'm turning eighteen. My parents have a party planned for me and then my best friend has something even better sorted.

I strip my pajamas off and study myself in the mirror, I'm not complaining about the way my body has taken shape. I do find it weird though. I slip into some running leggings and a sports bra, I can already tell it's going to be hot outside.

I check my phone.

I talked to Jason, he's down. I'm going to pick you up at seven, I invited a bunch of people and I hope you don't mind.

I read the text from Layla and put in headphones. Tonight I will be having sex for the first time, I already know what to expect. Virginity isn't a big deal to me but every since I started dreaming and having these cravings, sex had been on my mind so much.

I was meeting Justin to fuck, he was a friend of Layla's and I had actually spoken to him several times at school before but I didn't much give a shit about the stigma around virginity. It's my body and every fiber in my body is screaming to do it.

I just want to get this over with. I exit the house and run, the warm wind whipping around me. I run all the way to the beginning of the trail that leads into the woods.

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"Scar, Happy Birthday." My father greets me as I enter the home, "I can't believe my little girl is eighteen." He wraps his arm around me and I hug him back.

He is standing in front of the kitchen counter, holding a mug in his hand. "I love you, Daddy." I kiss his cheek, "Is mom up yet?" I ask him, looking at his round blue eyes.

"Yes, she wanted to talk to you actually." I wonder why she wants to speak to me, I decide to climb the stairs and I find her in her study room.

She's sitting behind her desk, the lights are off in the room which makes me a little confused. Her head is down and she has something in her hands. "Come in, baby." I close the door behind me.

"Are you okay?" I look around the dark room, she notices this and turns on her lamp. It illuminates her and the area around her, she's been crying and I can tell. Her eyes look worried and tired.

"I want to talk to you about something." She says softly, "I don't want to worry you, honey but life is going to feel really confusing for you." I see her clenching the same thing she was playing with when I walked in.

I become worried, my mom has never acted like this. "What do you mean?" I ask, assessing her behavior.

"I mean, you're going to go through life and some things are going to feel extremely confusing and I want you to know that your father and I are always here." She pushes the chair back and stands.

"You're going to experience things and it may be hard." I assume this is a conversation that all parents have, something in the air seems off though.

She slowly walks to me, "Don't ever be afraid to come to us, okay?" She softly takes my hand and kisses my palm.

"Mom, I love you. Everything is okay." My mom has always been really protective and loving of me. It must hurt her knowing I'm legally an adult. "I'm okay, everything is okay." Something inside of me begins to tell me that she knows something I don't or she suspects something.

Before I can say anything else, she pulls away and opens her fist. "I want to give you this, you must have it now." I gasp when I see the beautiful necklace and ring that she holds in her palm.

"Mom, it's beautiful."

I take the necklace and study it. It has a beautiful red ruby, it's quite large but not excessive and it has a beautiful gold rim. The gold reaches out onto the ruby.

"It's real." She tells me, I take the ring and it's identical. A beautiful red ruby with a gold rim. "You must always wear one or the other, it's for good health and luck." Deep inside, I swear to never take both off. They're so beautiful.

She switches the main light on and the lamp off. She slips the ring on my finger and moves around me to clasp the necklace around my neck.

"You can do everything in this, shower and sleep. It's all real and nothing can damage it." She informs me, coming in front of me and touching the ruby. I wonder by what she meant nothing can damage it because there's always something that can damage jewelry.

"Thank you, I love it." I tell her. I hug her, her hug is tight and a little tense. "I'm going to shower and I'll be down for my birthday party." I leave her in the room.

I can't wait to see you tonight.

I read the text from Jason, I actually can't wait to see him tonight but not because I like him because I don't. It's just he has what I want and he's extremely hot.

I can't wait. Remember to be gentle, if you fuck up than you'll never fuck me again.

I wait for a respond and I let my hair down, it cascades down my back and I study how the ruby compliments my bare pale skin.

So, there will be another time?

Maybe. If you don't fuck up.

I shower and get ready for the dinner with my parents. They wanted to take me to a restaurant to celebrate me being eighteen. From what they've told me, the restaurant is nice and they told me to look as elegant as I possibly could.

I decide to wear my red dinner dress that my parents bought me last year to match the necklace. The dress fits my curves and it's silk, it tightens right above my knees and it's straps is off the shoulder. I put my hair into a simple updo and as I slip on the dress I notice a shimmer in the ruby. Slipping on my black heels, I grab my purse and leave.

When I enter the living room downstairs, my parents turn to me. My mother gasps and my father smiles. "Beautiful," She kisses my cheek and we leave.

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The restaurant is filled with people dressed similar to us, my parents are dressed in black so I stand out next to them. My father is in a all black suit and my mother is in a dress similar to mine but more professional. My father had reservations and they immediately lead us to a nice table in the back corner.

The older man pulls my chair out, he swallows nervously as I sit. I also noticed the way people began to notice me but surprisingly it all seemed like intimidation.

"Hello, I'm Daniel, your waiter." A blonde boy introduces himself, he wears a white button up and black slacks. I study him carefully, he definitely notices me because he glances before nervously adverting my gaze.

The more I focus on on his features, my vision seems to darken his surroundings and hyper focuses on him. I feel funny, I began to hear a light thudding. It sounds almost like a heartbeat. He notices me staring, his cheeks become red.

"Scar, are you okay?" My mother's voice snaps me out of the trance, I close my eyes and when I open them my vision is normal. I can't hear the thumping no more, my mom and dad is looking at each other.

"I'm sorry, I got a little sick. Um," I decide to order quick and keep it simple so we can keep going with the night.

The boy leaves us and I look at my mom, she's giving me a worried look. "Did you know him?" My father asks, trying to break the tension.

"No," I shake my head and study the room. The lights are dimmed and candles occupy the center of every table, it's a very beautiful look.

Yeah, focus on the restaurant. Not the fact that you just did that weird ass stuff.

My mother breaks the tension and we talk about schools and everything and by the time the boy gets back, my stomach is growling. He hands us our plates which is thick and heavy, the food smells amazing.

"Let me know if you need anything else." His eyes land on me, I smirk at him causing him to exhale nervously. My parents are too busy stabbing their food and complimenting, I pick up my fork and suddenly I want this to end. I want to get to my second party.

I think about his beautiful features as I eat, I notice the food is more satisfying. After a bit of talking and laughing, I look down at the plate, I notice half of it's gone.

"What the-" I accidentally say out loud.

My mother looks at my plate, it's known that I'm a small and slow eater and it shocks everyone. "You must be really hungry, baby." My mom says, almost sounding nervous.

I don't even feel full. That's weird, I continue to eat my food. At the end of the meal, I'm looking at an empty plate, I'm still slightly hungry.

I suddenly feel embarrassed, I look around to make sure no one has seen me eating. Everyone is eating and minding their business.

"Do you want anything else?" My father asks, studying my plate.

"Yeah.. I don't know why I'm so hungry." I shake my head.

"Well, order what you want." My father pushes one of the menus to me and I reopen it.

After my second plate, we decide to leave. I feel fine, not overly stuffed which makes me wonder where all the food went. I stand and grab my small clutch purse and follow my parents. As I'm walking, I see Daniel, he walks past me and our eyes lock. I smile, his nervous gaze makes me feel... good?

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[A/N]
Hello, I hope you enjoy this story. Please remember to vote, comment and add to your reading lists if you like it. I just simply use this as a time to talk to you about my other books. Skinned is a GxGxG romance, it's focusing on a group of friends and each book tells a story of selected members of the group. Deep Sleep is a Fantasy Romance as is this one. It's BxG and it's full of action and drama. I'm sorry for the rant, continue on if you want ♡