So, I promised that I would continue writing this book, and I have. Sorry for the amount of the updates lately. Life has just been so crazy with school and everything. So I have a lot of stuff to do. But as I promised, I save Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays or writing and so far everything has been going smoothly. But if something happens, I shall update and say what's going on.
And I am writing Emails to Bethany, but I am just not sure how to put it yet. I know how I want it to end, but I'm just not sure what I want in between.
Anyway, continue reading, and I shall let you know what's going on soon. :P

Chapter Eleven

Heath

So many emotions were running through me at that moment. Confusion, anger, sadness, and happiness. I was confused because I had no idea why I did what I had just done. I was angry because I was screwing up my family, and the reason they came here was because of me. They sacrificed so much for me. I was sad because I felt so strongly for Sarah-Jane, and it had only been three days, and I wanted to be with her so badly, but I was restricted.

But I was happy because I finally knew how I felt. At first I wasn't sure whether it was just a friendship, or if it was something more, and now I'm sure that it's something more.

I pulled into my driveway, parking my brother's car behind my parents. Running a hand through my hair, I skipped up the front steps, and strolled into the room. Isaac was sitting on the lounge, head in his hands, with Carmen pacing nervously near him. Her arms were crossed, and she was biting on one of her nails. Leshana was standing with Lucius, who was doing some sort of research on the computer. I turned to Carmen, who hadn't stopped pacing.

"What's going on?" I asked.

She didn't answer. She just continued pacing, muttering to herself.

All of a sudden, Isaac sat up, eyes wide and empty, his mouth partly open, hands folded neatly in his lap. He was having a vision, and I could tell that this wasn't the first one today.

Carmen stopped pacing and raced over to him, placing a comforting hand on his leg and another on his back.

"What's wrong, Isaac?" she asked, quickly.

He didn't answer, he just sat there. I noticed Leshana and Lucius had stopped what they were doing, and were paying attention to Isaac.

Isaac sat still, not breathing, not blinking, not moving a muscle. All of a sudden, Carmen gasped, and stared at me. She looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"What?" I yelled. "What's going on?"

"We have to get you as far away from here on Saturday," Carmen hissed.

Isaac shrank back into the lounge, and blinked repetitively. He took some slow breaths, in and out.

"Why?"

"Isaac had a vision, and you were in it."

I looked towards him. "What did you see?"

He swallowed hard and looked at me.

"About twenty minutes prior to your arrival, I had a vision that you were in your..."phase"...and you weren't doing what you intended to do. Your victim wasn't an animal. It was another girl."

Leshana gasped and Lucius wrapped an arm around her.

"There's more," Isaac whispered.

We all looked at him, except for Carmen, who already knew what he was going to say. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, digging her nails deep into her palm.

"Just then, I had another vision, and I saw who the victim was."

I waved my hand, telling him to continue. "And?"

Isaac took a slow blink, and a deep breath.

"It was Sarah-Jane."

Leshana took another gasp, and tears fell from Carmen's eyes.

"We have to get him out of here. If he hurts her, there is not knowing of what might happen!" Carmen yelled.

"No. I'm not leaving her. I'm not going to hurt her," I said, strongly.

"You won't have a choice, Heath. When you're in your state, you would hurt your own brother if you had the chance."

I sighed. "What is Sarah-Jane doing in the wood, anyway?"

Isaac shook his head. "I have no idea. But if she happens to live this attack, she's going to put two and two together, and realise the connection with us and the other attacks."

"But like I said, it wasn't me who did those. I only killed one of those girls. I have no idea who killed the other four."

"Well, it's obviously someone who knows about us, or someone like us."

All of a sudden, it hit me, and it felt like a light bulb had lit up on the top of my head.

"Indiana."

"What?" Leshana hissed.

"Well, who else could it be? Who else wants us so badly that she would do anything to get to us? It has to be."

"That would explain a lot," Carmen said.

"It would," Lucius agreed.

Everyone was silent for a while, Carmen drumming her fingers on the coffee table, and Lucius stroking his chin.

"What are we going to do?" he asked.

"I'm not leaving. That's exactly what she wants. We're going to have to stay."

"But Heath-" Isaac interrupted.

"Sarah-Jane will have to be watched to make sure she doesn't go to the woods. If she gets there, there's no knowing of what I might do. Lucius and Isaac will have to make sure I am at a place where there are plenty of animals for me to feed on, or my hunger will go wild."

Lucius sighed. "Heath, are you sure this is going to work?"

"No, but we don't have any other choice."

I turned on my heel and started heading up the stairs to my room. Without saying another word, I ran to my room, frustrated and hurt.

I opened the door, and threw my jacket on the bed. I removed my shoes, and pulled off my shirt. I heard a noise from behind me, and I spun around, almost jumping at the sight.

"Hello Heath," Sarah-Jane said.

"Saz, what are you doing here?" I asked, breathless.

She was in a pair of blue jeans, which hugged her legs. A light pink t-shirt, with a black cardigan was thrown over her top half, and her blonde hair was wild and curly.

"I had to come and see you," she said. She took a step towards me, and I stepped back. She was smiling at me, an evil little smirk that didn't seem very Sarah-Jane-like at all.

"You have to go. The doctor told you that you need your bed rest."

"Like I said, I had to see you."

She was standing very close to me now, her body almost touching mine. Her hand slid to my shoulder, and she pushed me backwards, forcing me to fall on the bed. Her body snaked itself on top of mine, and her mouth crushed mine.

Her mouth was warm, and I could feel her skin burning against mine. I pushed her off me and frowned.

"Sarah-Jane, what are you doing?"

"Letting you know how I really feel," she whispered, breathless.

Her mouth found mine again, and her body pressed against mine. I rolled over, so that she was under me, and I slid my hand to her neck, her arms wrapping themselves around my middle.

I cradled her head in my head, and my other hand brushed up her body, all the way up to her neck, where the blade of my knife pressed underneath her chin.

She stopped kissing me, and I pulled back, seeing the confusion and fright in her eyes.

"Give it up, Whitney. It isn't going to work this time," I whispered.

The Sarah-Jane look a like frowned, and her body started to shimmer. Then her body slowly phased and transformed back to its normal form. She wore a white singlet and a grey miniskirt. I looked down at the beautiful woman underneath me, with her wild auburn hair, and her piercing green eyes. Her eyes weren't like any normal human eyes, the green filled the entire area of her eye. Her skin was scaly and bright blue, and matched her eyes. She frowned, and revealed a set of tiny, sharp pointy teeth, fierce enough to kill anyone in an instant.

"How did you know?" she complained.

Whitney was a shifter, but she could only shift into human forms, not animals like Savannanh. She was extremely clever, and a very mischievous person. She just couldn't outsmart me.

"Been around you for too long. Do you know how annoying it is to have people just drop in, unexpectedly?It's been happening a lot lately," I replied.

Whitney smiled and twisted a long-nailed finger into my hair.

"Do you know how annoying it is not to be invited?"

I chuckled, then immediately dropped my smile, and pushed the knife a little deeper into her skin. It was deep enough to give her some pain, but not deep enough to cut her skin.

"What are you doing here?"

"Indiana. She wants you and your family. Your stupid little transporter failed and ran off with her lot, so Indy sent me to do it instead."

"And now you're here to turn us in," I sighed.

"Yep. And I'm not nice like little Miss Margaret, so when I say I'm going to tell Indiana, I mean it. But, I can buy you some time. Instead of reporting to her tonight, I'll just do it tomorrow morning. But I'll tell you a little secret?"

I turned my head as she leaned forward, and whispered in my ear, "I'm going to miss you the most, Heath."

She leaned back and grinned. "I'm just sad I couldn't have you earlier. I reckon you and I would have made an awesome couple."

I smiled back at her, and laughed. I pulled the hand with the knife away from her neck, and slowly slid it up her shirt.

"You know, they say the best way to kill a shifter, is to slit it's throat," I whispered, close to her mouth.

She pursed her lips and smirked. "I'm too intelligent to believe that," she said.

"Oh, I know you are. But anyway, as I was saying, that's what people say. But I have to say I disagree."

"Oh really?" she asked.

"Yes. You see, I found that the best way is to get them when they least expect it, and to stab them right where their cold, black heart is."

As I finished the last word, my hand with the pocket knife dug itself into the flesh of her chest, reaching her heart instantly.

I saw her gasp, and her breathing stopped. She slowly looked down at the place where I had stabbed her, and saw the sluggish, brown blood that leaked into her singlet top. Her blue, scaly body slowly shimmered into her original human form: ebony black hair, normal green eyes, perfect straight teeth, and...human.

"I feel...so...cold...Heath..." she whispered, as I slid my hand back out of her shirt and looked at her. She tried to give me a small smile, but gave up, and she collapsed onto the pillow, blood leaking all over my white sheets.

I scooped her deceased body into my arms, and leaped out the window, sprinting, running with superhuman speed. When I had been running for about an hour, and was sure that I had run far enough, I dumped Whitney's body, lying it out neatly on the ground. I covered her with a blanket of leaves and flowers, and left her lying there. She had been a close friend of mine, but that friendship was ruined when she took Indiana's side over me and my family. After that, we didn't speak again, and hated each others guts.

But that didn't mean that she deserved to be treated the way she treated us.

I found a river on my way home, and I rinsed some of the blood of my hands and my body. When I realised that I was still covered in muck, I jumped into the water, scrubbing myself from head to foot.

When I was finally on my way home, I felt so much cleaner, even though I knew I needed a shower to eliminate the other germs and dirt on me.

I found Carmen sitting on my bed when I climbed through my window, in a black silk night gown that only just revealed her feet, and with small spaghetti straps.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"What are you doing up? It's nearly midnight."

"I couldn't sleep. Isaac keeps dreaming about what he saw in his vision, and it's disturbing me. I heard what happened with Whitney."

I nodded to show I was listening. I shoved my hands deep into my pockets, realising, but not really caring, that I had been shirtless for the past three hours.

"You were right to kill her. She was going to tell Indiana."

"I know that. I'm fine."

"Don't lie to me, Heath. If I couldn't read minds, I would still be able to tell that you're guilty. Also without Sharni's help."

I sighed. "I just hate killing people. It's just not in my nature."

"Well, you have been doing it for the past one hundred and two years."
"Yes, but that's in my "phase". I mean as me, as Heath. As human."

Carmen rose from my bed, and rested a hand on my shoulder.

"Look, Whitney dying, is sad. But you had no choice. And we have bigger problems than that. We have to realise what you're going to do before Saturday, or it might be too late for Sarah-Jane."

I nodded, and Carmen gave me a light kiss on my cheek.

"Sweet dreams, brother."

She walked off, stopped at my door and turned around.

"Oh, and by the way, I changed your sheets for you whilst you were out. The others were a little...dirty."

She threw me a smile, then skipped off, leaving me standing at my window, smiling to myself.