Y/N's P.O.V

I jolted awake as beads of sweat trickled down my forehead. I breathed a sigh of relief as I realised what I had experienced was a dream. I stood up and headed into my kitchen. I stopped as I opened the door. My eyes widened as I looked around. I wasn't in my apartment. I was in some sort of concrete room. My eyebrows furrowed as I felt something trickle down my neck. I held two fingers to the skin and my breath hitched as I felt two puncture holes. I looked at my fingers to see them dripping with blood.

"No, no, no." I mumbled to myself.

"And then she realised that it wasn't a dream." I whipped around and saw the man that had come to my apartment smirking at me. I gulped as I looked at him.

"What am I doing here?" I asked, quieter than expected.

"I'm considering you as, sort of...bait. To lure Clifford and his little friends." He shrugged. My eyes widened.

"You don't think that he's actually stupid enough to fall for your little trick." I spat.

"Of course he is. You see, love makes people take all kinds of risks." He chuckled. My breath hitched.

"He's coming after me?" I whispered.

"Why don't you ask him for yourself?" he smiled, looking behind me. I whipped around and saw Michael stood there with clenched fists.

"Michael." I breathed. Suddenly, I was grabbed by the man and my back was pressed against his chest.

"Let her go, this is between us." Michael spat.

"She got included when you killed Cassie." He snapped.

"I didn't kill her, I couldn't help her." He hissed.

"Well I'm going to take my revenge anyway." he smirked, pulling me closer. Michael flinched at his actions.

"You know, her blood tasted so fucking good, it took everything in me to not drain her." He chuckled.

"You're not going to do anything to her." Michael spat.

"Watch me!" He laughed before grazing his fangs over my skin.

"LUKE, NOW!" Before I knew what was happening, the man let me go. I turned around and gasped. A wooden stake was sticking out of his chest. He stared at me before falling to the floor. I turned on my heels and ran straight into Michael's arms.

"I got you, baby girl, I got you." He cooed as he ran his hands through my hair. I held onto him for dear life before I felt myself getting weaker. Suddenly, I collapsed into Michael's arms.

"Woah, woah, you're okay." He reassured as he held me.

"What's happening to me?" I mumbled. His eyes started to water as he saw the puncture holes in my neck. He looked down.

"Michael, what's happening to me?" I asked again. He looked back at me as a tear fell from his eye.

"He bit you but didn't kill you. You're changing." He choked.

"You mean..."

"Yeah. You're going to be like me." He gave me a small smile, but it quickly disappeared.

"That's okay." I reassured, placing my hand against his cheek. He leant into it and placed his hand over mine as he smiled again.

"Close your eyes, baby, you'll be okay. It'll be over soon." He whispered. I closed my eyes and let the darkness take over as I felt Michael place a kiss on my head.