A/N: Ello! This chapter is mostly Jarekand Shannon. Bet you're all just dying to know what's going on with everything, so here we go! - Sam

Confessions

Jarek looked around quickly, and next thing I know he's in my face. "Are you fucking insane?" he asked, pissed. It's possible. I mean, maybe all this stuff is just in my head.

"No." I mumbled.

He backed away and ran is hand through his hair. Huh...he's not bad looking...I shook away the thought. I should be thinking about Henry, he loves me. Jarek can barely tolerate me. "You sound insane, asking for something as crazy as that." he muttered. Is he talking to me or himself?

"It's only an emergency thing. I don't want to die. I'm just saying if it has to be done..." I trailed, shivering at the thought.

"I would find some other way, Shannon. I can't kill you." he told me, before looking around once again. "This way." he said, leading me back to my room.

"Why can't you kill me?" I asked, curiously. I mean he hates me enough...

"That would be suicide. If I kill you, that would guaranteemyself a death wish. If not by David, by Henry." he reasoned.

I didn't mean to be, but I was sad about this. He couldn't kill me not because he didn't want to kill me, but because that would end his existence. Oh, and he noticed my sadness. "Are you sad about that?" he asked, incredulously.

I nodded. "A bit." I said, softly.

He stopped right in front of my door. "What did you expect me to say?" he asked, his eyes staring into my soul. I was speechless, so I just shrugged. He gently moved the hair out of my face, "That I couldn't kill you because just the thought of it killed me? Or that without you, I would be nothing?" he asked, softly. I blinked, completely shocked at what Jarek just said. He smirked. "Chill out, Shannon. Seriously, it's me. Did you really think I would be the one to say something like that?" he asked, then shook his head. "That would be Henry." he added. So he just made all that up? More importantly...why does that hurt?

I nodded. "Yeah. Well, I guess I'll be going to bed now. Goodnight, Jarek." I said, going inside the room.

"Sir Jarek." he reminded me. I just smiled and got in bed.

The whole two hours I had to sleep, I never slept. At all. I just had to think everything over that had happened this morning.

1. Henry loves me.

2. Henry and I kissed.

3. David almost hurt me.

4. Jarek saved me.

5. I could have sworn Jarek was being serious, but he was kidding about that....and I was even more disappointed than I originally was.

I rubbed my temples. That's a lot to happen in such a short amount of time.

"Did you get my water?" Sophie asked.

I looked at her. She so started all this with her stupid need for water. "Yeah, it's over there." I said, pointing to the little dresser. Sophie went to go get her water, as Midnight and Carrie woke up.

"Hey, you're up before us." Midnight commented.

"For once." Carrie added.

I smiled. "I'll tell you why at our break." They nodded, and got ready for work. That's when I noticed Midnight's stomach. "Wow, Midnight. You're starting to show." I said, smiling.

She put her hand on her stomach. "I know, soon they'll have to give me a maternity leave." she joked. Hahah yeah right.

We all giggled and got ready. Lance entered, smiling at Midnight. I think that's the first time I have ever seen him smile. "Excited?" he asked.

She was in thought. "More nervous, actually." she admitted. I don't blame her. Who knows what could happen to her poor little baby...

He nodded is head in understandment. "Well, let's go. David wants to speak to you about the baby, then you'll be going to work." he told her.

I gave her a hug. "Good luck." I wished her. David is scary!

Henry and Jarek came in together. Hey.

Henry smiled at me, which Carrie just so happened to notice. You're going to blow your cover. Not that Carrie will do anything.

He looked at Carrie, and she was looking between Henry and I. "Later." I said to her. She nodded, and left with Henry, without another word.

"Do I want to know?" Jarek asked, leading Sophie and I out the door.

"Nope." I replied.


It's nap time, and I'm by myself...again. Gosh, nap time is stupid.

It was so quiet, I jumped when Jarek opened the door. "Sorry to scare you, but I brought you lunch." he told me. My stomach growled in response, making him laugh.

"Thanks, couldn't have better timing." I told him, taking a bite of my sandwich. He was watching my every move, and it was starting to weird me out.

"You're eyes are pretty. Does that come with being a vampire?" I asked, so I wouldn't feel the need to squirm at his intense stare.

He looked away. "No. My father has the same eyes as me. I guess I just got lucky." he said, smiling slightly. Omg, I can't believe I completely forgot that he was at one time human and had a family.

"Is it hard?" I asked, putting my sandwich. Talking to Jarek is more important than food at this moment.

"Is what hard?" he asked, sounding off.

"You had a family at one time." I reminded him.

He was in thought. Just when I thought he was never going to answer me, "Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I hadn't made the choices I had..." he trailed.

"I think about that too." I said, softly. What if I hadn't answered the door? What if I had chosen to stay with the nuns for a while? Would I still be here, or would I be free?

He shook away bad thoughts. "To answer your question...it is difficult to just not look back." he told me. He smiled. "I had a great family. Two, loving parents, a beautiful little sister." he said, wistfully.

"That sounds nice." I said, trying to picture a family that looked like Jarek. And I could. His mother, tall and beautiful, his little sister just like her. Jarekand his father, both of them having beautiful green eyes. In the picture, they were all smiling, and happy. Not knowing that one of them would be gone...

"What about you? Do you miss your family?" he asked.

"Well... sometimes I miss my parents. They died when I was ten." I said, quietly.

Regret was one Jarek's face. "I'm sorry for bringing it up." he apologized.

I smiled weakly. "Don't worry about it. It was a car crash, and I had no other family. So I was in an orphanage for a while. But it wasn't that bad. I mean, I had my best friend Britt who became my sister at heart." I told him. "We use to joke around about switching hair and...just silly stuff." I said, smiling at the memory.

Jarek smiled too. "That sounds nice." he said, quoting me. It was silent.

"I can't help but wonder... what she thinks about me not being there, if she's okay." I said, speaking my thoughts aloud.

"She thinks you're dead." he said, quietly.

"What?" I asked, alarmed. Oh no...

He looked at me and sighed. "It's what happens once David collects. Or a new vampire is created. All family and friends are lead to believe you're dead, so no questions will be asked." he explained. Really, I shouldn't have been so surprised at this information.

I nodded. "Makes sense. Britt would be tearing up the town for an explanation." I said, starting to cry at the thought of her. I miss her so much!

Jarek's eyes widened. "I'm sorry. Please don't cry." he said, softly.

I wiped my eyes. "Why do you care? You hate me." I said, trying to stop crying. No need to show my weakness. I'll cry later for Britt. And for Jarek's family.

He sighed. "I don't hate you. I hate myself." he admitted. I looked at Jarek through watery eyes. Why would he hate himself?

I wiped my eyes on my sleeve. "Why?" I asked, trying to breathe steadily.

He stared at me, and wiped away a tear I missed. "Many reasons." he said, smiling slightly. I'm so confused.

"Explain them to me." I suggested, not wanting to cry anymore.

Seeing I wasn't crying anymore, he backed away a little. "Well, there's my stupid choice making. The fact that I just hurt everyone around me, especially those I care about..." he trailed.

"Well, you haven't hurt me." I told him.

He smirked. "Did I say you were someone I cared about?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes. "You didn't have to, it was implied. I mean how many other people know all this. If you didn't care about me, then why would you be telling me all this?" I pointed out. Which is true.

He looked confused. "I don't know. I suppose it's because I just don't want you to cry." he admitted. Excuse!

"Well if you didn't care about me, then why not let me cry?" I asked, being persistent. He started to squirm a bit. This is getting interesting...

"Because I just don't like girls crying in general." he stated. Makes sense.

I smiled. "Admit it, we're frenemies!" I exclaimed. That and nothing more...because I mean, Henry loves me.

"What the hell is a frenemy?" Jarek asked.

"A friend. And an enemy. We tell each other things, but we also argue like nobody's business." I explained.

He smiled. "Okay, we'll be frenemiesthen." he laughed. I laughed with him, and then it was silent.

"Did you notice that we jump all around in our conversation?" I asked him.

He smiled. "Maybe that's just how frenemies roll." he joked. This is the Jarek I like. The one who makes me smile.

"Well, we've gone in a full circle. So...to keep away from touchy topics, let's just ask random basic questions to make conversation." I suggested.

"Or we can tell our long stories." he suggested. I guess he wants to talk about touchy subjects...I'll bite. I mean, Jarek is never really open.

I sighed. "You already basically know mine. Except for the fact that Britt is probably out of home and back in a shelter because I helped her pay the bills." I told him. Then smiled. "You're turn." I said, happily. "You said you lived in a condo with Henry in Derry, New Hampshire." I added.

He smiled. "You remembered." he stated.

I shrugged. "I like knowing things." I admitted. It was silent for a minute before he went on with his story.

"Well, Henry and I were good friends through high school and college. We had graduated, and wanted to live on our own, away from our parents. Henry and I were wild, crazy, typical twenty-two year olds. All we wanted was a good time, and never stopped to think." he said, shaking his head. "I didn't talk to my family much, just took them for granted. I thought I'd always be able to rely on them. But...one night, I made one stupid choice and decided to become a vampire, live forever. Not realizing that I'd live forever, alone." he said, softly. "I ended up here, Henry also making the same stupid choice, so he was with me. David told us how things work, we observed, and a year or so later we started working here. Occasionally we get a day off, but there's not much to do. Except go shopping. Which gets old." he went on.

I felt unshed tears in my eyes. Poor guy...no wonder he is the way he is. "What happened to your family?" I asked, quietly.

"They got a message I was dead, and some money for compensation. There was also an urn with ashes that were supposedly from my body." he told me. Should have guessed that.

I put my hand over my mouth. "You're poor family..." I trailed.

He nodded his head in agreement. "I check on them, every once in a while. On the days I get to leave, I go spy on my little sister. Of course now, she's not so little anymore. She's forty nine, has a good husband and three kids of her own." he told me. Omg, then this happened a while ago. How old is Jarek then? How old is he really? I mean, not that it matters...

"Wow. What about your parents?" I asked.

He looked down. "They're dead." he said. Oh. He shook his head. "Enough confessions. The safe, basic questions sound nice." he added. I get it, no more touchy stuff. You've had enough confessing today to last you a lifetime.

"Yeah...." I trailed, taking in all this new information on Jarek. "What's your favorite color?" I asked him.

"Green." he said, without hesitation.

"Why green?" I asked.

He smiled a little. "It resembles life." he replied. Well that makes sense considering grass, trees, plants, etc.

"My favorite color is yellow." I told him. "It doesn't really resemble anything, I just love it." I added.

He shook his head. "No, yellow resembles light." he corrected. He looked me over. "It fits you. You have one of those bright personalities." he added. A compliment? Huh, I'll take it!

"Thank you. Now when is your birthday?" I asked.

"May 17th. Why?" he asked, confused. I sighed. Random questions, duhhh!

"I'm throwing you a birthday party, that's why." I said, sarcastically.

He laughed. "Okay, these questions are stupid. Let's just not talk." he suggested. Aww they were kinda fun!

"Well then what are we going to do?" I asked, confused. I mean, the kids are napping...

He looked around the room. "Well I'm not sure what you are going to do, but I'm going to...play guitar." he said, getting up to get the guitar near the 'dance carpet'.

He played a beautiful melody, and I was quiet. Just listening to him play made me forget about my problems. "Never knew you could play the guitar." I said, listening to him play still.

"Not many people do." he said, not stopping to have conversation. Like he said earlier, he doesn't want to talk.

I'm not sure how much time passed by, but soon enough Jarek stopped playing. We promised to keep what we talked about a secret (for the best, considering Henry) and I decided I won't even tell the girls.

I want to keep this all to myself. And I don't know why...

I know why I can't tell Henry I love him back, why I can't think of him other than a friend....

"Oh no." I whispered, aloud.

I'm falling for Jarek.

Of all people....

I put my head in my hands. "I'm so screwed."

A/N: Who sees a love triangle? I DO!!!!!! Anyways, review and tell me what you think!!!! Thanks for reading!!! - Sam