Chapter Nine: Katya

I walked out into my living room to Markus and Killian eating my chips, and a sandwich that looked like it came out of a cartoon.

“You’re pretty well stocked for a vamp.” Markus states taking a bite out of his sandwich.

“I do eat food,” I answer rolling my eyes.

“Wait, do most eat food,” Killian asks, looking confused.

“Most don’t but can, I however do need it to survive,” I say walking over and grabbing a yogurt from the fridge.

“Really?” Markus asks, surprised.

“Okay guys, like seriously did you like never take a minute to look or understand vampires, oh wait nope vampires don’t mean shit right?” I say irritated.

“Look, Katya, no we didn’t because we were raised to believe the vampire was less than, like most of our brother and sisters. We are curious, not because we are rude, but because we want a better understanding. Markus, and I, myself are not necessarily cold-hearted, and are open to change,” Killian states leaning on my island, “we are learning if you will, and unders