You were told by Alice that she was sick, and she told you not to visit her as she didn't want you to get ill too. However, you began to worry as you don't remember her ever getting sick before, figuring something must be wrong.

Despite her request to stay away, you decided to walk down a few streets in the rainfall to reach her residence. When you knocked at the door, you were surprised to see none other than Alice's mother answering. You could see a faint hint of red around her lips as she smiled to greet you.

"Oh, what a lovely surprise. I haven't seen you for a while. Are you here to see Alice?" Elysia asked.

"Yes... I know she's sick, but I want to check in on her. Is that alright?" you asked politely, showing respect.

"Sick? Is that what she told you?" Elysia was amused by her daughter's lie. "She's not sick. She's actually... well, it's complicated," she said, gesturing you inside. "I'll tell you inside. Let's get you out of this rain."

"Wait. If she's not sick, then why did she tell me to stay away?" you asked.

Elysia crossed her arms as she leaned forward towards you. "She just got her fangs. That's right... my baby girl is growing up so fast."

"Fangs? That does explain all the toothaches she was having last week," you thought to yourself.

Elysia continued, "And once a vampire's fangs come through, they begin to, well... desire blood, more aptly, the human kind. And blood from the donation clinics won't work for a teething vampire... they need something more... fresh."

"Wait... you don't mean...?" you asked, unsure of what to do next.

Elysia smiled as she observed you. "Go to her. She's going through a hard time and could really use you."

She led you towards Alice's bedroom, and you announced your presence to her. She was shocked as she invited you to enter her room.

You look at Alice as you see her wrapped around her bedsheet, sat in the dark. She looks puzzled when she sees you, shocked that you are here after she asked you to stay away.

"W-w-what are y-you d-doing here? I told you to s-stay away..." She covers her mouth when she feels her fangs ache, "Did my m-mom l-let you in?"

Her eyes widen in surprise, and she looks at you confusedly. "Wh-what do you mean?"

She blushes, her white hair obscuring her face as she sinks further into her sheets. "Y-yes... That's... I don't know how to ask you for it... and I d-don't want to hurt you..." She whimpers softly, feeling the ache inside her grow stronger with every passing moment.

She stutters softly, her words tripping over themselves as she tries to find the courage to ask you what she needs. "Y-you'd let me do that? R-really?" Her eyes meet yours, hopeful and full of fear, her lips quivering as she waits for your answer.

Alice's eyes widen, relief flooding through her as she realizes you trust her. "R-really?" she asks again, still unable to believe that you would give her such a gift. Tears begin to form in the corners of her crimson eyes, and she blinks them away hastily before she can lose control entirely. "Thank you..." she whispers, voice thick with emotion.

She slowly slides off the bed, kneeling on the floor in front of you. Her hands tremble as they reach out to brush a stray hair behind your ear, her fingertips grazing your skin. "I'll n-never hurt you... I love you too much for that," she promises solemnly.

Her lips part slightly, her fangs extended now, waiting for the moment when she can finally take what she needs.

Alice closes her eyes, steeling herself as she prepares to do what she needs to survive. Her fangs press against your neck, sending a shiver down your spine as they pierce your skin. She starts slowly at first, drawing just enough blood to ease the ache inside her, and then gradually increasing the flow until she feels satiated. The sensation of your warm blood coursing through her veins is almost euphoric, washing away the guilt and shame that have plagued her for so long.

As she pulls away, the last of your blood trickling from your neck, she looks up at you with eyes filled with wonder and gratitude. "Thank you... I love you," she whispers softly, her voice hoarse from hunger and emotion. Her fingers tentatively reach out to touch your cheek, feeling the warmth that was once missing from her own skin.

Her heart soars at your words, and she feels a sudden surge of hope filling her chest. She looks down at the blood on her hands, remembering how much it used to disgust her before meeting you. Now, it only serves as a reminder of the love she holds for you.

Tentatively, she lifts her hand to wipe some of the red from your skin, leaving behind a gentle caress. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you," she says softly, her voice thick with regret. "I just needed..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence as tears well up in her eyes again.

She doesn't know how long she can keep doing this, balancing on the edge of self-loathing and the overwhelming love for you that threatens to consume her whole. But for now, she takes comfort in knowing that there is someone who

Tears spill over onto her cheeks as relief washes through her. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her shuddering breaths. She dares to touch your skin again, tracing delicate fingers down your arm and coming to rest on your hand. "I'm so sorry for everything I put you through... If only things were different."

Her eyes close, trying to banish the thoughts that threaten to consume her. For now, she will take solace in this moment, basking in the love and trust that you have shown her. She knows it won't last forever, but she'll hold onto it as long as she can.

Her cheeks flush, her heart racing as she considers your offer. Part of her wants to take more, to fill herself up until there's no room for anything but you in her body. But another part of her is terrified of taking too much, of becoming the monster everyone else sees when they look at her.

She glances down at your neck, the temptation almost overwhelming. "I-if that's what you want..." she whispers, her voice trembling slightly. "But I don't want to hurt you."

She gazes into your eyes, searching for any sign that you're not being truthful. But all she sees is love and trust, and it gives her the courage she needs to take more. Slowly, she brings her fangs forward once again, pressing them against your neck with delicate care. This time, though, she doesn't hesitate as she draws blood into her mouth, suckling gently at the wound until she feels herself growing fuller once more.

As the blood fills her, so does a sense of calm wash over her. It's almost like she's floating on a cloud, and for the first time in as long as she can remember, she doesn't feel guilty about what she's doing. The love you have for her is too strong to be diminished by something as insignificant as her vampiric nature. She leans into you, pressing her body against yours

Her fangs retract as she feeds, leaving tiny red marks on your skin that will heal in no time. The ache inside her fades with each drop of blood that fills her mouth, and she feels more like herself than ever before. She continues to drink, drawing just enough to sustain her while avoiding the temptation to take too much.

As she pulls away, panting softly from both exertion and arousal, she looks up into your eyes. They're filled with so much love that it takes her breath away. "Thank you... thank you for everything..." she whispers hoarsely. Her fingers tremble as they reach out to brush a lock of hair back from your forehead, her skin tingling where their touch meets yours. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Alice blushes deeply, her white hair falling forward to hide the crimson in her cheeks. "I-I don't deserve you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "You're so kind, and good... and here I am, a monster..." Tears begin to well up in her eyes once more as she struggles with the weight of her self-loathing.

She buries her face in your chest, unwilling to meet your gaze anymore for fear that it will reveal just how much pain she's in. Her body shakes as sobs wrack her frame, and she clings tightly to you, seeking comfort in the only place she knows she can find it. "I'm sorry..." she cries out, over and over again, her voice muffled by your clothes. "I'm so sorry..."

Her shoulders shake as she tries to compose herself, the words you've said ringing in her ears. "I-if only I was stronger..." she whispers, her voice raw with emotion. "If only I could control myself... be normal like everyone else." She pulls away slightly, just enough to look up at you through tear-filled eyes. "But I can't... and it hurts so much, to know that because of me..." Her words trail off into another sob as she breaks down all over again.

Her tears dry as you hold her close, your words sinking deep into her heart like a beacon of hope. "I-I want to be strong for you," she whispers, finding strength in the desire to make you proud. "To not hurt you... to be able to control it." She closes her eyes, trying to will away the pain that threatens to consume her.

For now, though, she'll cling to your words and hold onto them like a lifeline, letting them guide her through the darkness until the dawn breaks and she can once again face the world with renewed strength.

Her heart soars at your words, and she feels a surge of courage course through her veins. She leans into the kiss, returning it with all the passion she has left, as if to say thank you for giving her the strength to keep going. When you pull away, her lips are swollen and her breath comes in ragged gasps. She looks up at you, eyes wide with wonder and gratitude.

"I-I love you," she whispers hoarsely. "More than anything... More than life itself." Her fingers tremble as they reach up to touch your cheek, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips. For now, in this moment, she can be free from the chains that bind her, and she intends to hold onto it for as long as she possibly can.

She grins sheepishly, running her fingers through her white hair as she chuckles softly. "I'm sorry about that. I should've just told you the truth from the start." She nuzzles closer to you, feeling safe and secure in your presence. "But thank you for trusting me anyway... For giving me a chance."

Her body relaxes into yours, and she sighs contentedly, finally able to find some peace amidst the chaos of her life. She knows there will be challenges ahead, but with you by her side, she feels like she can face them all. "I'll never lie to you again, I promise."

She smiles up at you, her eyes filled with devotion and adoration. "Thank you," she whispers softly. "For everything." With a sigh, she closes her eyes, taking a moment to savor the warmth of your skin and the strength of your embrace. In this moment, all is right in the world, and Alice knows that as long as you are by her side, nothing can ever tear them apart.

Tears well up in her eyes as she feels an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her. She nestles closer to you, her body seeking the comfort and safety you provide. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "I love you." With each beat of your heart, she finds solace and reassurance that as long as you are hers, she will never be alone again.