Reaver's POV
I haven't done anything to Lila. Yet. I was gonna get her back. And get her good. I just haven't thought of what to do to her. Yet. I began following her after school. I watched her every move, like a hawk. au rather a vampire.

One siku after school, as I following her, she turned to me and said, "What do wewe want from me?"

I replied, "I want wewe to hurt. I want wewe to feel my pain."

"What are wewe going to do? Kill me?"

"No, that would be too easy. I want wewe to suffer, Lila. I'll make sure wewe die a slow and painful death. Just like the one my doll suffered."

"Are wewe fucking serious? This is all because I burned your dumb doll?!"

"Oh no, Lila. This isn't just about that. That is the main reason, though. wewe burned something that was dear to me. I want wewe to suffer for trying to kill me that night. And don't even think about trying to call your little Slayer friends. Not like wewe would. That's cowardly, isn't it Lila? You're a big bad Slayer. wewe wouldn't even think about calling for help. If so, you'd lose respect. Wouldn't you? I'm sure of it. Now, resume walking."

"No."

"Why not? Scared?"

"Oh, please."

"If not, then pretend I'm not even here. Keep walking."

"I don't have to listen to you."

"You're right, wewe don't. Fine, Lila. I'll leave. But I promise wewe this. Once I make wewe suffer, you'll wish wewe didn't burn my doll." I walked away.

Lila's POV
I made sure she was far away before I began walking nyumbani again. Me, scared of her? No way. I'm the best Slayer in the society. I can handle her easily. If she even tries to do anything, she won't succeed.

Later, I went out with my Marafiki that night. We had a great time. As I began my walk home, I passed kwa an alley. Before I got completely passed it, a strong stench flew into my nostrils. It was rotten and metallic. It was blood. I went into the alley and examined the scene. There lay the body of a young male. His throat was slit. Blood was pouring out of the wound. I closed my hand over my mouth. Not because of the sight, well, partially because of that, but mostly because I knew the male. It was Xavier.

Reaver's POV
"Hello, Lila."

She turned around. "What are wewe doing here? Wait, did wewe do this?"

"Why would I, Lila? Oh, wait, because I can."

She took out her cellphone. "We need a clean up." She then hung up the phone. She then took out a stake.

I smirked.

She charged at me.

Lila's POV
Before I had time to blink, my back was against the ukuta at the end of the alley. It took me a moment to realize that Reaver had me pinned kwa the throat. I couldn't breathe.

"Not this time, Lila."

I began gagging. I tried to grip the stake in my hand, but it wasn't there! Where could it be?

"It got knocked to the ground, Lila."

I looked in Reaver's face. Her eyes were red and her fangs were glistening in the moonlight. I then dropped to the floor.

Reaver had let me go.

I gasped for air. Sweet oxygen filled my lungs.

"I won't make wewe suffer tonight, Lila. But trust me. I will soon." She ran off at vampire speed.