I sprang off my bed and ran to the bathroom, the whole time just hoping that I was wrong. But there would be no such luck. As soon as I looked into the bathroom mirror I saw it. Two puncture marks on my neck, perfectly spaced like a set of fangs.

Maybe it doesn't mean anything I thought to myself like when I had that dream that Sarafine killed me and I had the scar when I woke up but I wasn't dead. I didn't want to find out. I just wanted to keep believing that it wasn't true. But I couldn't. I knew what had happened, I could feel it inside me. But I didn't know what to do. My head was spinning with questions. What will Lena think? How will I go to school? What if I become evil? There were so many more I didn't even wanna think about. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I didn't even notice Lena calling/kelting to me.

Ethan, why aren't you here?

I had no clue what she was talking about.

Where L?

School silly

Oh right

So are you coming?

I couldn't go to school, not until I figured this out

No, I'm sick

I hoped she couldn't tell that I was lying, or how scared I was.

Oh, okay

She sounded beyond disappointed, but she kept talking.

Maybe I'll just come over and take care of you instead of going to school today

NO!

I responded a little too quickly

Ethan... w-what's wrong?

Nothing I'm just not feeling like myself today

It was the truth, I've been feeling strange since I woke up, I'd just been assuming it was caused by the extreme heat wave we've been having ever since Lena broke the order.

Ethan, are you okay?

I'm fine I think I just need a day to relax

Okay...

She didn't sound convinced but she let it go.

I guess I'll see you later then.

Bye L.

Bye Ethan.

I breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't know about this, she would hate me. I know it sounds silly considering she didn't hate John Breed and she doesn't hate Link. But they're hybrids. Ther're not completely dark by nature, they're still kind of normal. But no, not me, I was a full-fledged monster that couldn't go out into the sunlight without my skin burning off, and would need incredible self control, like Macon used to, in order to not drink blood. Compared to me, Link had it easy. He could go out in the sunlight and all the girls loved him. Although he wasn't as strong and didn't have as keen senses as a full-blooded incubus he was still pretty strong. He could easily pass as a regular mortal, where as I didn't know if I could.

I peered into the mirror, trying to see if I looked any different. I couldn't see any really notable differences. No black eyes, no muscles like Link, the only thing wrong I could see was the bite mark. All I could do was wait.

/ / /

The clock read 1:37 AM, I hadn't slept AT ALL since last night. Now I understood what Link meant when he said he couldn't sleep anymore. At least I won't be having anymore dreams I tried to laugh to myself, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Amma hadn't spoken to me since "The Incident" this morning. I had seen her once, around dinner, I guess I went down out of habit since I didn't need to eat anymore. As soon as she saw me she freaked out and I went back to my room. I had been in here ever since.

/ / /

The next morning I didn't even bother to go downstairs, I didn't need a repeat of yesterday's trainwreck. Even though I hadn't slept last night I hadn't left my room so I got up to go to the bathroom and when I looked in the mirror, I really wished I hadn't. My skin was pasty, making the bite on my neck more obvious than ever. I had bulging muscles that were NOT there yesterday. But the last part of me I saw, the part that terrified me the most, the part that completely sealed the deal, were my eyes. They were completely black. The eyes of an incubus.

I staggered away from the mirror, shocked at what I saw. I started back to my room terrified to get a closer look. I couldn't go to school today, though I didn't want to become the town's newest shut-in so I would have to go sooner or later. As I walked into my room I felt an immense burning on my left arm. That's when I noticed that my window was open, with sunlight flooding through into my room. I quickly dove under a blanket I had on the floor and crawled over to the window and closed the curtains. I looked at my arm, the sight was horrific. It looked as though I had set myself on fire and then stuck my arm in an oven. It hurt so bad and I had no clue how to treat burns. But I knew someone who did. Amma.

I wasn't sure if Amma would help me or not, but I had to at least try. I ran downstairs, each step causing pain to shoot up my arm. Amma was busy baking in the kitchen moving around from one place to the next but as soon as I walked into the kitchen she froze. Then she slowly turned around to face me. As soon as she saw me her eyes practically popped out of her head, she reached for her salt shaker. "Amma, please help me." I begged showing her my arm. She started to lower the salt. "Please, I didn't ask for this." Then she must have remembered I was still the same Ethan that she had raised because the next thing I knew I was lying on the couch with a damp cloth on my arm. I screamed out in pain. It hurt so bad. But I whispered a small thank you before I passed out.

/ / /

I woke up in my bed, thankfully all the curtains were closed because my clock said it was still only 2:39 so I knew the sun was still high in the sky. I looked at my arm and although the pain was nearly gone, the cloth was still there. I tenatively lifted the cloth and my arm was almost healed. I breathed a sigh of relief and layed the cloth on my nightstand. I stared up at my blue ceiling, I wonder if Amma is still mad at me I thought to myself.

A/N Please review if you wanna see more chapters I'll make them longer if you want but you have to let me know in reviews. Also I could use some feedback on the quality of the story.