This is chapter three of Me and My Past Lives.

I hope you enjoy it.

I don't own anything except Nicole.

Chapter 3: That was disgusting!

Myrin's POV

After I left Nicole's room I went through my library to find out what happened to Nicole.

I've never heard of a human that drinks blood except cannibals but they eat the meat of humans, not blood. I spent the rest of the night looking.

It was morning now and I have found absolutely nothing. This irritated me. Not knowing. Maybe I should get a blood sample. Run some tests.

I'll have to do that later though. Claire will be here soon. She probably wouldn't like me testing her only daughter. I put on a pair of clean clothes.

"Myrin? I'm here." She yelled. I came into view.

"Good. Can you put those books away? Then I want to talk to you about something."

"Um, okay." She said.

I went around the lab to see if I had anything that would cause this to happen to a human. Maybe Claire spilled something on herself and it passed onto Nicole somehow.

"Okay, all done." Announced Claire. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Okay, sit." I said sitting on my comfortable chair pointing at a stool.

"I think I will stand." She said.

"Suit yourself." I said plainly.

"Okay, do you have any idea what would have made Nicole act the way she did yesterday?" I asked.

"I have no idea. I wish I did." She said sadly.

"Was there anyone in your family that had a similar problem?" I asked.

"I don't know if there is. It wouldn't help if the was anyway. Nicole isn't my daughter by blood. I adopted her when she was four yeas old." She explained. Great, I thought sourly.

"Do you know who her real parents are?" I asked.

"No. Her mother was burned in a fire and nobody knows who her father is." Perfect.

Now I really have to start from scratch. I guess I will have to check Amelies library.

"Well, there isn't much to do today. Why don't you keep an eye on Nicole?" I suggested.

"Okay." She said. She grabbed he stuff and handed out the door. After she left I made a portal and went to Amelies library.

Claire's POV

After I left Myrin's lab I drove to the grocery. Then I went home. When got home, I unpacked the groceries in the kitchen and then went to the living room.

I found Nicole on the couch watching television. That was a weird sight. She never really liked television. She always preferred books.

She looked sad and scared. She glanced at me and then continued to stare at the television. (She sounds emo, doesn't she?)

"What's the matter, sweetie?" I asked.

"Nothing, except for the fact that I could have hurt you." She said frowning.

"But you didn't." I said.

"What if it happens again? I might hurt you then."

"I don't believe you would. You didn't hurt that doctor."

"I drank his blood like a vampire!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, but you stopped before any perminate damage was inflicted on him." I said. I saw tears in her eyes. She put her head in her hands.

"Why me?" she sobbed. "Why did I turn into a monster?" I put my arms around her.

"Your not a monster Nicole." I said. After a while she stopped sobbing.

"I'm going to my room" she said when she stopped.

"Okay." I said as she left.

Nicole's POV

When I entered my room I sat at my desk. I grabbed a pencil and a sheet of white paper and began to draw. I loved to draw. It always calmed me down.

I would always get lost in my drawing when I drew. One hour later I noticed what I drew. It was a scene that had happened in my dream.

It was an exact replica. Now that I looked at the picture I realize that they looked exactly like me. They had my long, straight, dark hair. My figure and my face.

The only difference was that one had blue eyes, one had brown eyes, and my eyes were a hazel color. They were more green than brown though.

When I finished observing my drawing I set it down and went down stairs to get something to eat. I haven't had anything to eat all day.

I made a sandwich and sat at the table. I took a bite and I felt the blood drain from my face. I ran to the bathroom and puked it up. Oh, my God!

That was horrible. When I finished brushing my teeth after the puke fest I went back to the kitchen table. I look to see what was wrong with the sandwich.

The bread was fine and the meat wasn't bad. I tasted it again. It tasted just fine. Why are all this things happening to me?!

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