MISOOLS DEATH REVEALED (1/1)

I looked up into his eyes. My eyes were red and puffy, making my bright blue eyes shine. My eyes were shinning because of how angry I am, and I could feel my fangs trying show them self’s. I hated what I was, and I hated to be able to feel other people’s pain.“Why can’t I just be gone?”“DON’T SAY THAT”Doojoon was angry now, he knew how much I hated what I was; but he wanted me to also be safe.“Ella it’s not your fault, about what happened to Misool. I know she was your friend, but right now you need to learn how to use your powers if you want to be safe”“What’s the point oppa, I only cause people pain”“It’s not true Ella. You cause me nothing but happiness”I looked at him with soft eyes, as he did the same to me.“Ella without you in my life, I don’t know what I would do. Ella you’re my little sister, and I don’t want anything to harm you; but trust me you are safer now then what you were before”I nodded my head, before placing it on his shoulder.*I hope your right oppa* --------------------------------------------------------------- The very next day I had a meeting with the principle of Vampire high. I was scared to answer his questions and re live Misool’s death. She was a good friend to me, despite how she used to treat me. I couldn’t help but get the feeling her friends were angry at me, as my Appa and I walked past them.  They would glare at me, as if saying it was my fault that she is gone. The whole school about me sees her death even though I wasn’t there. At first they thought I was connected to the killer somehow, but that can’t be real. I mean I didn’t even know who the killer was nor did I want to, I was only here to tell them what I saw. “Appa, im sorry you had to come here”Appa looked down at me, giving me a reassuring hug.“Ella darling, it’s not a problem”I smiled back at him as we reached the office door. Appa opened the door to see Misool’s parents sitting down. As soon as they saw me, they stood up bowing before me.“Appa?”“It’s because you’re a vampire angel”I nodded my head, before looking at Misool’s parents. They looked sad and it made