Stefan Salvatore
You don't get a lot of suicidal vampires..
I'm a vampire with a soul
Stefan smiled at Ayla, as she moved out of his way, making it easier for his to get up the stairs. he looked around, as moved down the hall to the right. he went passed a couple doors, ignoring the scents, as he finally came to the last door. he opened it, before stepping inside. Stefan looked around his room, noticing nothing was moved or out of place. he smiled. "Time to change.." he whispered. he pulled off his shirt, dropping it to the floor. he frowned at the small claw mark, that come across his chest. He shrugged, smiling at the memory of what happened. Stefan didn't drink human blood all the time. He sometimes attacked animals when his emotions got ahold of him. Stefan gave a small sigh. I could have killed that girl, but i couldn't..so i ran..why can't i been like my brothers? And not care? I'm not made to be a vampire..i have too much emotions, Stefan thought, with a frown. he unbottened his pants, and stepped out of them, before going over to his closet. He grabbed a pair of pants, slipped into them, and just put on a black sweater that zipped up. he kept it unzipped, before he walked back out of his room. Stefan looked around, before going down the hallway, taking in the different scents, planning on going to find out what was going on around here, while he was gone.
Look after my heart, i've left it with you..
Vampires...because we all know they're sexier then humans