The door knocked suddenly and everyone snapped their heads toward the entrance.

"I didn't even hear them..." Marcus said, walking toward the door. I heard Cynthia and Craig get up. "Obviously it's Joshua." Craig said, his fangs were showing. Joshua was my father. He was here, he found me. Was he going to take me home?

Marcus opened the door and there stood my father. His dark brown hair windblown while his eyes were the usual dark icy blue. When he saw me, he glared. His eyes had changed from blue, to a silvery black.

He turned back to Marcus. His expression changed from angry, to ignorant and sarcastic. "Marcus Lyndon. It's bit a while, fifty years to be exact."

"Joshua." Marcus said simply. My father looked behind him and looked at Craig. The look on Craig made me nervous. His eyes were literally black. His lips were drawn back and his two large sharp fangs were showing. I heard him snarl every once in a while too.

"What do you want Joshua?" Craig snapped. I heard something crack. When I looked down at his hands I saw him not really clenching his fists but, tightening his fingers to make his knuckles crack. I shivered.

"Obviously my daughter." He said shrugging his shoulders. "I miss her. She needs to come home." He looked and me and smiled crookedly.

Suddenly Craig disappeared. He reappeared in front of my father, his hand clasped around my fathers shirt. He lifted my father off the ground and shook him. "She already knows your not really her father! So leave!" Craig shoved him out the door. Like a normal person, they would have staggered and regained balance. But, my father and Craig weren't normal. When Craig pushed him, he flew to the other side of the front yard. He stood up and disappeared. He reappeared in front of Craig, grabbed his shoulders and threw him over his head. Craig regained himself and skidded on the gravel.

"It's on now." I heard Tyler say coming up from behind me.

Craig and Joshua went at it. This wasn't your normal men brawl. They were both swiping at each other and trying to bite each other. They threw each other toward tree and shattered them to pieces. The front yard was torn apart and for some very odd reason, I could tell Cynthia wasn't happy about that.

I saw Craig grab Joshua. He spun Joshua around so he was facing him and in one swipe, jabbed his long nailed hand threw his stomach and out the other side. I heard Joshua gurgle with his blood before spitting it out. With the finale whip of his hand, he threw it across his face. Blood spattered onto Craig face. When he finally finished, Joshua fell two his knees then collapsed on the already bloody ground. Dead. As I watched, I could feel Desmond's glance on me. Watching to see what I would do next.

I clasped my hands over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.

Craig was panting as he stared at Joshua's corpse. Then, he looked up and stared at me. I was shaking. I couldn't describe how scared I was. It felt like it just came out from a movie and I would always tell myself it wasn't real.

This was most definitely real. I am now seeing a world hiding from my world. Their world is now mine.

"He won't be bothering you anymore." Craig said. He took a deep breath, and walked over to the steps. He sat down on one of the stairs and stared at the ground. Cynthia left then quickly came back with the first aid kit and a cold cloth. Marcus went down the steps with her and stared to tend to his wounds.

My legs couldn't take it anymore. I sat on the step and took slow even breaths. I felt someone touch my shoulders. When I looked I saw Desmond looking at me with sorrowful eyes.

"I am truly sorry for what you had to see." He said. He lifted his hand up and touched my cheek. He pulled away to show me his finger. There was a teardrop. I felt my cheeks and realized I was pouring down with tears. I took an intake of breath and let them officially fall. I felt Desmond wrap his arms around me. He pulled me toward his chest and rest his hand on my head. Even though I was scared out of my mind, I couldn't stop the deep blush to come to my cheeks. I sobbed as I clenched his soon to be soaked shirt.

***

The next couple of days were unusual.

Every morning, I would wake up, and think that it was all a dream. But, when I see Tyler lift up the car just to get a five dollar bill, I know it's not a dream. At school, no one would make dirty remarks either. Even Emily Hogen came to apologize! She asked if I wanted to go shopping with her one day too. I was really shocked; I couldn't understand why everyone was treating me normally now. When I asked Benjamin.(I asked him because I was still nervous around Desmond from when I was crying and I felt awkward around Tyler now)

"It's because your father came to the school. Looking rather demonic. Everyone was so scared. They just couldn't believe that you killed your mother after that." He said looking toward Marissa and started talking.

I asked about Marissa, Cory, Ryan and Max. Even Shane. They told me that they were fallen angels. I looked at them funny for a while. But, when Marcus called and asked for them to come over and they showed me their wings, I was utterly surprised. Shane was also done fixing my bike so when Marcus asked him to come over, he brought my bike along with him.

It was the end of school and I was heading over to my bike. Tyler wanted to drive to school together but I refused. To me, it was still awkward. I didn't think he found it awkward though. Ever since I found out about the truth, Tyler has been free spirited. He didn't get as frustrated as he would usually.

I walked over to my bike and stood in front of it to pull my keys out. I placed my bag on the latch behind my seat so it wouldn't fall off when I would drive. I threw on my White rain jacket that had a long collar and sat down on the seat. I kicked the kickstand up from the ground and put the keys in. When I turned the key, I didn't hear the usual rev of it coming to life. I turned it again and still nothing. I put the kickstand back up and got off my bike. I stood in front of my bike and looked at it funny.

"I thought Shane fixed it."

I bent down and looked around the engine. I had no idea what I was doing, all I really knew about my bike was how to start it and how to clean the tank. I didn't know a single thing about how to fix an engine.

"Need help?"

I looked behind me and saw a boy with long shaggy brown hair. He wasn't really tanned, but it was enough to be notice. He had deep silver eyes. They looked like they could sparkle off the sun. He was wearing a brown long sleeve shirt that showed the tone of his ab and arm muscles. He wore a dark blue pair of torn up jeans too.

I thought about contemplating his help. Last time I got help was when I was still in England and it got me lost on the free way. Oh well, this is a bike, not asking directions.

"Yeah sure. If you don't mind."

"No, not at all." The guy was pretty polite.

He bent down beside me and I quickly stood up and watched him from started poking at my bike. Then, pulled something and the bike came to life. I grinned and turned to thank him when he stood up. Then I stopped and noticed how tall he was. He must have been standing over me a good two and a half feet! I was 5,4.

"T-Thanks.." I said, still in awe and how tall he was. How come I never seen this person in school?!

"Haha, surprised? Everyone usually is when they meet me. My entire family's like this." He laughed slightly. Must have been an inside joke.

"My names Irina Thomas."

The giant laughed. "Oh I know. I'm Seth Coopermen. Nice to actually meet you then hear about you." He extended his giant hand and mine vanished when I took it to shake.

"So how come I never seen you at school?" I asked when he gave me my hand back.

"Well, I've been sick for the past couple days. I had the flu" He said scratching the back of his neck and looking the other way.

"Oh, that sucks."

"Yeah, well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow. My brothers are waiting for me. Later." He said waving his hand as he walked off.

"Bye."

When I saw him make his way around the corner, I hopped on the back of my bike and sped off.

When I got home, Tyler was sitting on the couch watching t.v. He seemed to really like that flat screen t.v. But of course, anyone who likes watching t.v would. I hate t.v.

I threw my bag on the kitchen table. I walked around the counters toward the fridge to grab a drink. When I did, I stayed behind the counter and watched as Tyler watched t.v.

"How can you watch that stuff?"

Tyler looked behind me and smiled. He had this sort of glint in his eyes and it made me nervous. I pulled the cup of orange juice away from my lips and sat it on the counter. I waited for Tyler to say something.

"You're finally talking to me now?"

I blushed. I didn't know why, but I did. I grabbed the cup and looked the other way. I took a big gulp and sat the cup back down.

"Dose it really matter? I haven't spoken because I was thinking. That's all."

"oh? And what were you thinking about?" He asked, very interested in thinking of what I was thinking.

"None of your business." I turned to go up the , Tyler was standing in front of them smiling down at me. Man, that grin was freaking me out.

"I wanna Know."

I glared at him. "What's wrong with you? Ever since I found out about the secret you've been acting differently!"

Tyler's grin faded away. His face was suddenly very serious. His eyes changed from the ocean blue to a deep butterscotch color. I thought I was nervous before. Now, I'm even more. He took a step toward me and I took one back. It continued like that until I had pressed my back to the wall. Tyler's hands were beside my head.

"Because I don't have to hold back anymore." His tone was very serious. Deep. There was a scent on him I never noticed before. It was a sweet aroma. Did he always smell like this?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I thanked the gods and ran under Tyler's arms. I ran to the door and swung it open. There stood Benjamin, Kristal, and Desmond. I looked at them funny as they smiled at me.

"Hello Irina. How are you? May we come in?" Desmond asked as polite as always. I nodded and moved out of the way for them to come in. They came in and sat down on the couch. Desmond sat on the couch and there was one spot left. I took it and watched as Tyler came around and sat in the chair.

"So why are you guys here?" Tyler asked, looking from me to Desmond. I looked away from Tyler every time he glanced at me.

"We want you to come to the Party." Benjamin smiling. I felt Desmond flinch. I looked up at him and saw a stern look in his eyes. When I looked to see what he was staring at, I regretted it. He was staring at Tyler. When Tyler saw me look, he glanced right back at me with a slight smile on his face. I turned back to look at Benjamin.

"What party?"

This time Kristal spoke. She leaned forward to see and smiled. "Today's Desmond's birthday. He didn't tell you?" I looked at Desmond. He was looking from me, to Kristal. I guess he never thought of us getting along.

"No, he never told me." I said starring at Desmond. I wonder how old he is? Human years he would be turning eighteen but, how old is he as Vampire? I want to know now...

"Oh, well, were having a big party for him. Would you like to come?" Kristal asked. She looked from me to Tyler. I smiled and spoke up first.

"Sure, I'll go! What time?" This is where Benjamin and Kristal started grinning. Their pale yet very beautiful expressions brightening up. "It's not really an average party..." Benjamin said.

"It's going to be very formal. And...around midnight is where it will start."