your girlfriend had always had some odd qualities. sneaking off at weird times, an oddly heightened sense of smell, and looked the same since you met her four years ago. though, it was never truly that significant.

until, you two were in nat’s room, and you opened her wardrobe to find jars upon jars of blood. human blood.

there was yelling, screaming and swearing until natalie finally was able to calm you down.

you did not expect to wake up to find out your girlfriend is a vampire, and hadn’t told you in the two years you’d been dating.

after she’d explained everything to you, which took about an hour, you finally sat down with her calmly. “so.. how old are you?”

natalie avoided your gaze. “uh..” she swallowed. “not too old.”

you glared at her, and she sighed. “.. six hundred and twenty four..?”