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"I hope you had fun today." My mother said as she folded the dress I'd worn.

"I did, Mom. Really, I did," I said as I turned to look at her from my desk.

She smiled softly then walked to where I was sitting, placing a hand on my shoulder and raising her eyebrows at the book in my hands.

"You're reading New Moon?" she asked and I flushed, shrugging at the paperback with the falling feather on the cover. "I didn't think you liked these books anymore. Please, don't tell me that phase is coming back." She grinned.

"It's not. I just…I think I've found a new perspective to the characters." I said, flicking the pages rapidly. She paused and gave me a weird look. "Well, you should let the author know; her worst critic is having a change of heart," she turned and walked out of my room, shutting the door gently.

The smile slowly slid off my face.

"They got away," the man rasped into the burner phone.

You fool, she hissed, making him shudder.

"The girl's good. You should've seen the way she pushed the boy out of my way. The next time you send me to off someone, tell me they're kung fu warriors." The man said his irritation showing.

Of course they're good. I wouldn't have picked them if they weren't. You have to be better than them though. The girl's smart. With her around, the boy's good too. Get rid of them by tonight. I don't want any excuses.

"How am I supposed to do that now? They're probably on high alert."

I do not care how you do it! I want them gone! Gone, do you hear me? I can give you a hint. Go at midnight. They won't be expecting that.

"You're weird, boss lady." The man whistled and he could swear she'd laughed.

I'm going to give you one more hint.

"Yeah, what's that?" the man said, lighting the last cigarette and tossing the box in the backseat.

"Kill the girl first."

The line went dead.

You're being paranoid. Stephan said as I paced around my room.

"Oh please, you totally think I'm right." I snapped.

T, calm down; it was just a drunk driver being a jacked-up -,

"Steph,"

No, you need to sleep and I need to sleep. I'm jet-lagged as hell and if I stand up for one more second I'm going to keel right over and you'll be calling 911.

"It's not 911 here in India, moron." I said.

Whatever, you're going to come over tomorrow, right? He asked.

I bit my lip, deliberating before giving up, sighing. "Fine; but I swear if you try and get me to get you breakfast again…"

I'm your guest. It's your duty. Bring me some dark coffee too.

"Stephen,"

He hung up.

"Ugh, what an idiot," I tossed the phone on my bed and looked at the book on the nightstand. Picking it up, I flipped to the page where a Twilight movie poster was tucked in, showing Kristen and Robert.

"I wish I could just get you in my head, so I wouldn't have to think about…him," I said before ripping the poster and throwing it into the waste basket.

Pulling up my hair, I went into the bathroom, when I stopped, whipping around to look at the window.

Was it just me or was there a shadow there?

I waited for a few minutes then slowly, went into the bathroom, closing the door.

Maybe it was just me.

My hand shot out, trying to reach for…something…or maybe someone. I couldn't tell. I couldn't see or hear and I felt as if everything but my nose was under water. I was being drowned while still being given the ability to keep breathing. It was a drawn out torture.

"Give in," a low growl made me shudder and finally I was completely submerged.

God, dying would be better than to be kept on tenterhooks.

I jolted awake as my phone buzzed, flashing battery full in bright blue letters. Groaning, I slipped out of bed to unplug it and froze.

I had caught a movement in the window. This time it could not be my imagination.

I slipped into the shadows of my shelf and waited for the shape to move. It was sneaky, trying to soundlessly jiggle my window open. I'd locked it – due to my paranoia but there was no way I was admitting to it.

I cast a quick look around the room. My door was locked too and my family asleep. I had to be quiet and this want to-be intruder wanted to be quiet too or they would've made a mess. I had an advantage but the disadvantages were a lot more.

I was in trouble.

"Come on out, come on out," the man called as I crouched down under my desk. When I'd said that I was in trouble I'd been wrong. I was in major trouble.

While I'd been waiting for any sign that the person had breached my home's security, I'd missed the low thud that indicated that I was watching the wrong end of the house. The man had entered my house from my own front door. He was in my bedroom.

My only choice was to hide or give myself up so he wouldn't go after my family.

"I just want to talk," he cooed.

The only consolation I had was that this wasn't a vampire. He was human. I could hear it in the crude way his voice worked, so similar to the people around me and different from the silk that gushed out of theirs when they spoke. It was in his heavy gait, so unlike the cloudlike walk of vampires.

I could take him.

I'd been practicing. I was good at beating people up, skills now honed and refined in the six month gap between my times here and there.

Plus, there was a lot of paraphernalia in my room to use as weapons.

Gripping the cricket bat I kept next to my desk I crept out, tip toeing as the man exited my bedroom. About to swing it, I felt a tight grip on my waist then a tug.

My last view was of the man disappearing in the kitchen then I was back in my room, staring as Stephen pressed a finger to my lips.

He quietly pointed to the direction of my parent's bedroom then pointed to the open window, giving me a nudge. I nodded and clambered up the sill, climbing down the rope, Stephen had clearly put there to climb up to my room. There was a pause then quick footsteps before a man was flung from my window. He landed on his back and I immediately grabbed his shoulder, driving my knee in his back.

Stephen quickly followed as he gripped the man in a headlock.

"What kind of sick psycho are you? She was asleep, you goddamn son of a -," Stephen growled.

"Steph, relax, I'm fine." I said quickly, catching the unmistakable glint of fury in his eyes. It was this impulsive fury that made him so rash, so vulnerable. "What if you weren't, huh?" he snapped at me.

I made an impatient noise as he straightened the man out. "You got some good climbing skills, right? How about I throw you off the roof?"

"Let me handle this," I said as I grabbed the back of the battered man's hoodie and turned him to me. "Who sent you?" I asked. The man gave me a cold bloodied grin, "No one you can reach," he said. "Leave that to us. Who sent you?" I hissed.

"She says hi by the way, she couldn't wait to see how you would look when I got rid of you." He spat out and Stephen's fist flew out, connecting with the man's face so hard, he whirled and flopped down, out cold.

"Hey," I gripped Stephen's shoulders, pushing him away.

"Do you believe the nerve?" he said on the verge of yelling. "Stephen, need I remind you that we're in my backyard? I just had an intruder in my house and you climbed in through the window. Keep your voice down before you wake both my parents and the entire neighborhood!" I hissed and he clenched his jaw, shooting the unconscious man a venomous glare.

I turned to look at the man too.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about him now. We'll have to just hide him." I said.

"Hide him where…? It's not like we can just push him off a bridge." He said, scratching his face. I remained silent as my mind raced with different scenes and their consequences until one seemed least likely to go awry.

He looked at me and paused at the look on my face before letting out a low groan.

"Push, Stephen," I said.

"I am pushing!"

"Yeah, sure you are, he hasn't budged an inch."

"I'm warning you, T. Not another peep out of you,"

"Yeah, yeah, big strong man can't even push a knocked out man." I grumbled and he shot me an irritated look as he lugged the man right up to the edge of the industrial canal and gave him a shove, sending the man rolling into the dirty water. I nearly gagged.

Pushing some sweaty hair out of my face I pulled up the sleeves of Stephen's jacket I'd borrowed. "Is it bad I feel kind of sorry for him? I mean, it's not going to kill him or anything but he'll probably mutate in there…maybe get like a third eye thing." I poked my forehead right at the centre as Stephen shrugged, kicking pebbles into the water.

"It'd serve him right, coming after you like that."

I clapped him on the back. "You saved me though. I don't know where you get all this strength of yours." I teased. For the first time in the night, he grinned, "Yeah, I never told you this but I'm an athlete. I play lacrosse." I blinked in surprise. "Dude, you're varsity?" I gasped.

"Ok, don't look so surprised. It isn't going to help me if a vampire comes knocking on your door."

"About that…what were you doing climbing my bedroom window in the dead of night?" I asked as we started walking back to the housing districts.

"Well, it was you, I guess. I was just up thinking about what you said and I was remembering the car driver, you know? I was about to call you when I saw a flashlight at your window. Now, I would've just thought you'd gone off or something but what struck me was that the flashlight was outside the window. Naturally I wasn't about to let that go so I had a look. There was a rope next to the pipes. I climbed it and found him," he broke off, shaking his head.

I nodded without saying anything as I clambered over the fences towards my house.

"You are going to sleep tonight?" He asked skeptically.

"I'm really not sure, probably not; what about you?" "Nah, I'll be watching you." He said and I shoved him. "I can watch myself. Get some sleep. I'll do the watching." I offered.

He didn't protest.

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