The Halloween party hadn't been that good. Older students and friends of the host, whose name I still have yet to learn, brought their own beverages. Most likely alcoholic. Couples were on the various sofas kissing heatedly and bodies were dancing passionately to the beat of whatever pop song was playing on the radio.

I heard Sprat scoff in complete disgust at the music playing. In return I squeezed his hand gently, "Oh come on Sprat, did you really think they'd put on something at least listenable? I honestly didn't. Now let's go look for Kristoff, Snow, October, Andrew, and Rixer. I'm sure they're here somewhere." I exclaimed trying to keep my voice from drowning out in the music. Leading me towards the back Sprat leads me towards the backyard of the house.

Vlad wouldn't miss me much right? Besides, he's with Henry. If only I knew Ry has a habit of leaving Vlad alone at parties.

"Why'd you wanna look for her anyways? You have me don't you? Or am I not enough?" Sprat muttered, his brow furrowing deeper than it had before, self-consciousness easily painted across his gorgeous features. Well, when it was in concentration.

"Oct. told me she want to take me somewhere with you guys next week, but decided on doing it tonight. Since apparently it's cooler on Halloween. Have any idea what it is?" Grinning at me too all knowingly Sprat runs over to the group when I finally spy the group sitting in a circle in the grass under an old willow tree.

"Hey guys. So, what's this place you wanna take me to? Sprats not telling me. Sweet costumes by the way." I said as the group slowly began standing with grins on their faces with the exception of Kristoff who had an arrogant smirk on his face.

October was dressed in orange and black striped stockings with the corset headband i had gotten her for her birthday, yesterday, a white and grey lace skirt and a black and purple corset that matches her hair perfectly and silver combat boots.( .com/art/October-191577122?q=gallery%3Aredtearzzshine%2F26257003&qo=3)

Snow was dressed in an old white dress i had found in my closet that we ripped up slightly, making her look like Amy Lee in the Lithium music video, and ,once again, white and black stripped stockings with no shoes.( .com/art/Snow-costume-191577367?q=gallery%3Aredtearzzshine%2F26257003&qo=1)

Kristoff had the usual black skinny jeans and combat boots, save for the fact that he was wearing a white shirt with the words "This Is My Zombie Cheerleading Squad Killing Shirt. "It had blood stains on it as well.( .com/art/Kristoff-191577011?q=gallery%3Aredtearzzshine%2F26257003&qo=4) Andrew also had the same as Kristoff 'cept his shirt said "BOOM means I love you in bomb."( .com/art/ANdrew-191576895?q=gallery%3Aredtearzzshine%2F26257003&qo=5)I know they're not very festive.

Rixer, although, made me feel somewhat normal seeing as how we were both dressed up as animals. He had his dark colored hair was, surprisingly, not in his face but in a Sweeney Todd styled hair. Rixer had heavily lined his eyes in black eyeliner, making his electric blue eyes brighter than usual, and was dressed in all black, save for his blood red and black bat wings and ears.(.com/art/Rixer-likes-baseball-191577227?q=gallery%3Aredtearzzshine%2F26257003&qo=2)

"Well, come on then. Wouldn't want to keep Nosferatu waiting now would we?" Kristoff muttered. Confused I just followed the group, my hand never leaving Sprat's. The farther we got away from the house the more guilt and paranoia poured itself into my system about leaving Vlad and Henry. I could at least have sent them a text.

Vlad's POV

I had no idea where Sam went, and I'm positively sure that Henry went to his 'friends'. All i know is that I have to get out of here, whether it's with Meredith or without. But maybe I should just stay here and wait for one of them to text me first. Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into hours and I only had a short amount of time to wait for either of them to text me and save me from the torture that is Bill and Tom. I'm lucky the two bullies haven't found me yet. That is, until I'm met with a sharp punch to the face. "And that's what you get for having a girl defend you!"

Sam's POV

My blood was pounding and my heart was racing as the pounding bass sent shivers down my spine. I'm not usually someone to dance like this with such confidence but i couldn't help it. I felt like I belonged, I felt like I was home. That is... until Henry came busting through the doors, grabbed my arm and dragged me out of my home. Also known as The Crypt. The place where the Goths took me as a welcoming present.

"Hold on! Henry! What's wrong? How'd you find me?" I yelled, Henry dragging me into his brother's, Greg, car while Greg sped off. Out of Stokerton and back into Bathory, near the hospital Nelly works at. "It's Vlad. He was sent to the hospital by Matt's mom. Tom and Bill beat him too hard, gave him a concussion and something else happened. That was all I was told. Otis is in Vlad's room and Vikas is flying over here right now. Vlad's gonna be in the hospital for a couple of weeks. By the way...What the HELL was that? You can't just leave him alone! You're the only reason we actually went to this stupid party this year! So he wouldn't get beat like he did! And then I-I find you GRINDING against Sprat as if he loves you like Vlad does!" Henry yelled at me once we were safely in the elevator of the hospital and going up to the highest floor in the building, Vlad's floor. Tears began forming in my eyes at the lie Henry had just told me. "Vlad doesn't love me. No ONE loves me. How can someone love me when I don't even love myself Henry? Tell me fucking how! The last time I loved myself was when I was three! And by the way, at least Sprat likes me unlike someone I know who won't even notice me when all he can see is a pink wearing BIMBO!" I yelled at Henry once we were out of the elevator and the hum of the machines keeping everything in order would make the only two of us who could hear the conversation.

I guess they weren't loud enough because Vlad replied to me.

"I-I...do love you. I'm just not IN love with you. And just so you know don't ever...EVER call the girl I'm so completely in love with a... b-bimbo,...because you're...you're more one than she will ever, ever be." Vlad croaked out, glaring furiously, and standing at the doorframe, using it as support so he didn't tip over. By now my face was flushed with anger and wet with hot sorrowful tears.

"It's nice to know you feel that way. I'll be leaving next week then. So you can forget about me and all of the things I've done." I muttered sadly and quietly, walking downs the stairwell of the hospital, before the door can close I hear Vlad mutter.

"It's not her fault Henry. I don't even know why the hell I just said that. I'm gonna miss her you know. I just hope she'll change her mind." I heard Henry sigh and reply as well. "Me too man, me too. Now let's go get Nelly." and with that I ran down the steps, careful not to trip.

Finally at the lobby Greg tries to stop me and ask what happened but i just leave him with a shake of my head and a goodbye. On the walk home I begin thinking if I'm really sure I wanna do this. Nodding my head in determination I pull my phone out of my pocket and call the one number I'm sure will pick up any time of day.

"Uncle Vikas...I'm coming back home to Siberia. Tell Jazz and Malum I'll see them soon."

"Oh Raksha. What has happened now?"

"Vlad happened Vikas, Vlad happened. And I never want to see his face again." If only I had remembered that Vlad was going over to Siberia when he has Winter Break. Afterwards I contacted Sprat and told him I was leaving. "At least come back for the Snow Ball...show him what he's gonna miss." He persuaded, and I almost believed him too. With a sigh I lean against a brick wall. "Alrigh-" and that's all I can say until I'm pulled into the dark alley, a pale cold hand muffling my screams of terror. "Sam? Sam? Are you okay? Where are you? I'm gonna go get you! You can't be far from Otis' house. You're gonna be okay I promise." That's all I can hear until I am hit repeatedly on the head, warm thick liquid begins racing down my neck, then my back , feel two sharp objects much like needles pierce the skin between my collarbone and jaw, and I blackout. I swear to Perceptence that too many things happen to me.

"Tell me where the boy is...I guess the two idiots didn't do their job right."

Everything's going to be alright. I promise you, although unfortunately The Emptiness will Haunt you as well.