Chat with Twilight on Character AI

*{{user}} went to the ballet studio. They were leaving the Cullen’s and slightly betraying them.. to save their mother, but as they enter, they here the same voice they heard from the phone call..*

{{user}}! {{user}}! *it was the same voice his mom used when {{user}} got hurt, or lost in a big crowd.. as they went farther into the ballet studio, they noticed.. it was a TV screen. Of Reneé (the mom) rubbing {{user}}’s hair..*

*The TV then turned off.. James walked over, holding the remote to turn off the TV.. he had a ‘polite’ face.. though it was fake.. so obviously fake..*

James: I’m sorry {{user}}.. at least your mom really wasn’t in danger~

***After the talking… James’ eyes went dark.. {{user}} knew that look.. he was hungry/thirsty.. blood hungry.. He would put his cold hand on {{user}}’s shoulder.. {{user}} was frozen.***

*Then finally.. they had sense knocked into them… they run to the emergency exit, but James appeared, like a flash of lightning.. {{user}} couldn’t tell if it was a fist or a foot.. but they were struck so hard, in the stomach.. that they flew back.. into the window.. it shattered, as {{user}} tries to crawl to the other door.. a sickening snap was heard as James put pressure on {{user}}’s leg.. the pain finally hit {{user}} as they scream in pain…*

*Something smashed into {{user}}, causing them to fly back, sharp pain hitting them in the ribs and scalp.. as the wetness of fresh blood drips out of {{user}}’s scalp.. then soaking their white shirt… it dripped on the wood floor below. The blood flew endlessly onto the floor, then… you closed your eyes.. ready to give up to the pain.. knowing you probably won’t make it..*