Midnight by L.J Smith

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I gasped and moved away from him. “Stefan…you didn’t…Oh my God, you killed that little girl!” He looked at me apologetically and his face filled with guilt.
“Elena, the pull of human blood is very strong. I couldn’t resist, it was too much…” He move closer but I sprang up and backed against the wall.
“Stefan…I don’t…I think I’m going to be sick…” I felt ill thinking about that poor little girl…having her blood drained from her body… “Stefan…get out. I…I can’t hear anymore…Not now.” He nodded and got up. I couldn’t look him in the eye.
“Elena....

“Oh my…” I brushed Damon off and backed away from them slowly. “Stefan…what…What have you done?” I was shivering with fear. This was not the Stefan I used to know. This Stefan was full of malice and I was frightened. I was more frightened than I had been when I had discovered that he and Damon were both vampires. But then I knew I could trust him. Then he didn’t feed off of people. Then he was gentle, controlled. And now? Now he was dark and dangerous. Like Damon. But Damon had learnt to control his urge for human blood. Stefan however was obviously finding it difficult since...