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When I woke up, I didn't feel Zack lying next to me anymore. I figured I probably slept late or something but when I sat up and looked at the clock, it was only 7:45. I didn't let it bother me. I laid back down and rolled over so I was now facing the wall. As I was lying there, I felt like someone was watching me. I slightly opened my eyes and saw a black figure sitting on the window sill, just watching me. It freaked me out so I jumped up and out of the bed and just stood there watching the figure. As my vision started to become clearer, I realized it was actually Zack. But why was he just staring at me?

"Zack?"

He sat up straight and cleared his throat. "Yea?"

I started to step closer. "Why are you watching me?"

He stepped on to his bed and walked over to me. "You looked so peaceful so I decided to draw you. I hope you don't mind." I was kind of shocked, kind of creeped out, and kind of flattered. I didn't really know what to think of that. He started to walk closer to me and I started to get a little nervous and I started to back up to whatever was behind me. Zack started giving me a confused look. He reached his right hand out and started to grab something behind me. He grabbed a sketch book off of a night stand and handed it to me.

"Geeze I'm not a molester. Chill." I looked up at him from the sketch book.

"I- I wasn't thinking that." He gave a weak smile, "Yeaaahhh sure."

I felt kinda bad. Mostly embarrassment. I didn't really think he was a molester, I just get nervous around guys sometimes. A million things were going through my mind at once, until his voice interrupted.

"Jade."

I quickly looked at him and looked as if I was a deer in the headlights. "Huh?"

He laughed, "Jade, I was just kidding. You have to loosen up." I looked at him and once again I couldn't speak. I knew that even if something came out of my mouth it wouldn't come out right. "Well….what helps calm you down?"

I let a small smile spread across my face. "Music."

He smirked, "What bands?" I grabbed my left arm and started doing that little innocent swaying motion. "Doesn't matter. You can play me a song if you want." His smile started to fade. "I'm sorry! I'm being a duesch bag." He lifted his arms and put his hands on my shoulders. "Look. We need to talk."

He took me downstairs and into the basement. I didn't really know what to think at this point. I guess I trusted him. But where was Christian? O well I'm sure he's fine. Zack brought me to a door and pulled out a set of keys. He opened the door and it led into another room that was decorated like the rest of the house. It was nice in there. The only difference was that there were a couple of Dracula posters with big X's across them and a couple of dolls with sharp objects in them.

"What's with all the mutilated Dracula merchandise?" He gestured for me to sit down.

"That's kind of what I want to talk to you about." I gave him a confused look. I didn't really understand what he was getting at.

"Look I already know that this is going to be a lot to take in Jade. Believe me, I know. You probably won't believe me either until I prove it to you. You probably going to think that I'm a freaky obsessive stalker or something but I'm not."

I could tell he was having trouble trying to say what he had to say. I grabbed his hand which pretty much made him cut off his babbling. "Spit it out." I giggled.

He sighed. "Jade, were vampires." My jaw dropped. He makes everything sound so serious and he comes up with something so random. Is he serious? "I thought I would get that look."

"Well do you really expect me to take that seriously? Oh my god Zack. You dragged me down here to tell me that we are vampires."

"I told you, I need to prove it to you in order for you to believe me."

I gave him a confused expression. "Zack, what are you talking about?" I was actually getting nervous. He was getting so serious.

"Look, I need to prove it to you." He turned around and grabbed something. "I was supposed to wait until you turned 17, but I-".

Yea I cut him off. "Why 17?" He looked up from what seemed to be a photograph in his hand.

"Because that's when 'half-breeds' start to undergo their changes. But I can see you are changing early."

"What do you mean? I mean like, how?" This was getting amusing.

"When Jeremy was bothering you yesterday, I saw it in your eyes." Wow that didn't sound corny. How could he see a difference in my eyes? Wow…he's weird.

"Okay then… I'm gunna go." I said as I started to get up and headed for the door.

"Look I know your father!"

I turned to him, "Yeah, a lot of people around here do. Everyone knows Scott the spastic architect. He's alw-"

"NO!" I can't believe he just cut me off. "Victor Reidel."

I couldn't move. I felt anger overcome me. I didn't know how to function. I felt all this rage build up in me and I knew that I couldn't control it. I didn't want to be able to control it. "Who told you about my father?!"

"He sent me here. To find you and bring you back home."

"NO! HE CAN'T JUST BARGE IN NOW! NOT AFTER WHAT HES DONE TO ME AND MY MOTHER!" I started to feel tears build up but my body would not let them flow.

"See that is the first sign Jade. Anger. What I'm not to sure about is why bringing up your father's name makes you angry. As far as I can tell, he's just a father who loves and misses his only daughter."

"SHUT UP ZACK!" then my tears finally let lose. I didn't even feel sad, just angry. I fell to my knees and tried to figure out where all this rage was coming from. Zack walked over and kneeled down in front of me.

"Look." He said handing me the photograph. "This is you father and your three brothers. I didn't really think that you would get mad, I thought this would be a good moment. Guess I was wrong."

"You don't know anything about my father! You don't know what he's done to my mother! You don't-"

"Oh like when he raped her? Or when he used to beat her because she didn't do what he told her to do? Your father told me all of that. Did you ever know about Robert? Her first husband that she married when she was only 19? Hmm?" He grabbed a hold of my shoulders and pulled me close.

He started to whisper in my ear. "Maybe you should try seeing both sides of the story instead of relying on one." He pushed my hair back from my neck. "I'm going to have to make things speed up so you'll believe me before we run out of time."

Suddenly, I felt a prick in my neck and then some blood flowed down. I was in shock but, I started to see things in a whole new way. Everything was so crisp and clear. I could see every detail in everything.

After my whole episode was over, we went upstairs to clean the 'wound' on my neck. I sat on the counter in the bathroom and Zack started looking for some bandages. "OW!" I put my hand over my mouth and muffled into my hand 'mother fucker!'.

"What is it?" Zack asked looking me up and down.

"My mouth."

"What about it?" he asked while trying to pull my hand away.

"I'm feeling sharp pains through out my gums."

He finally got me to put my hands down. He grabbed my face. Wow I didn't notice that his hands were so big. He grabbed certain spots on my face for my mouth to open beyond my control. "Wow. Look at those chompers." He said smiling. I turned to the left and looked in the mirror. I opened my mouth and holy shit I had huge fangs.