Another short chapter, unfortunately. But it's all part of the story. I need another short chapter so that I can get to the reveal of what Heath is quicker, and I need some time to pass. Anyway, enjoy reading and let me know what you think! :D

Chapter Twelve

Sarah-Jane

Three hours after Heath had left, the house was empty apart from myself, it was absolutely silent, and I was still awake. So much was running through my mind, and I couldn't stop smiling. Heath had kissed me. It wasn't a full-on passionate kiss, but it was something.

I knew I had to stay at home tomorrow, so I decided that it wouldn't hurt to stay up a little later. I looked over at the clock. It was almost midnight. I wondered what was going through Heath's mind. I didn't want things to be weird between us, so I decided that I would email him, just wanting to let him know I was here. I also had a feeling that this Saturday was off, and I wanted to double check that too. I sat at my desk, in my empty house, with my little bedroom light on, typing away.

Heath. I was just wondering if you were alright after today. Yeah, I know, I was the victim of the crazy psycho spaz, but I just wanted to see if you were alright. You seemed a little distant today when you were visiting me, and I just wanted to know if I offended you when I asked you about your family. You didn't have to answer if you didn't want to, if it was too personal. I just wanted to know some more about you.
Anyway, I hope you're alright. I'll talk to you later.
Sarah-Jane.

Not even two minutes after sending the email, and turning off all my lights, I heard my computer ring. I had received an email, and it was from Heath!

Saz,
Everything was fine. I was just too busy wondering about you to care how I was feeling. No, it wasn't personal, in fact, when I see you on Saturday, you can ask me anything you like. I hope you feel better. I miss you.

It wasn't signed, and the final words were I miss you.

Surely this relationship between him and I is something more than a friendship. I just knew it had to be something more.

"Woah, Saz. Calm down," I told myself. "It's been three days. That much can't happen in three days, can it?"

I shook my head, and smiled as I tapped on the keyboard, replying to Heath's email.

Sounds great! So, Saturday is still on?

I sent it, and waited a few seconds, eagerly waiting for his reply. Before I could blink for the third time, there was another ring, and a symbol popped up telling me I had an email.

Of course! I can't wait. I'll see you then.

I grinned, like an utter moron, so happy that he was willing for this to happen.

Will do!

I slept that night with a massive grin on my face. Images of Heath flashed across my closed eyelids, and I slept better that night, than I had for a very long time.

Heath

I knew Sarah-Jane wasn't coming to school today. She was still going to rest. I told her I would visit her later, but it was getting closer and closer to the full moon, and every day I was getting worse and worse. I woke up this morning, and I felt exhausted. There were dark bags under my eyes, and I was quite nauseous. My usually tanned skin was pale and had a slight purple-green tinge to it. I was standing in the bathroom, observing my new appearance. Carmen stood next to me, fixing up her mascara.

"Man, I hate this time of the month," I complained.

"Should you be going to school today? You're just going to get worse," she stated.

"Yeah, I'm not going tomorrow. Raise too much suspicion."

"You think?"

I narrowed my eyes. "You can't tell that much, Carmen. I feel fine, I just don't look it."

"What are you going to do about Sarah-Jane? You promised her you would see her this afternoon."

"I can't do it. I'll have to tell her I'm not well enough to see her, or something has come up."

Carmen placed a hand on my shoulder, and looked into my eyes.

"Heath, stay home. People are going to notice. You can rest all day as well. Dumping Whitney's body must have been hell. Stay here, and sleep. I'll send the message to Sarah-Jane for you."

I looked into her eyes, seeing the love and care in them. She was worried about me, and I wasn't the mind reader.

"No, you're not. So go to bed."

I smiled at her, and she grinned. I kissed her forehead, and then went to lie down. I didn't think I would sleep as easily as I did. I woke up a few times, wondering if anyone was home, but then I realised that Leshana was at work, and so was Lucius, and Carmen and Isaac were still at school. I knew that I would probably sleep for a while. I always got this way when it came to that time of the month. I could sleep forever. I looked at the clock. It had only been three hours since I last talked to Carmen, and I knew that sleep would come easier to me tonight.

I closed my eyes, and let the dreams comfort me.

Sarah-Jane

I woke up the next morning, feeling better than I did yesterday, but I was missing one thing. Heath. I rolled over, and checked my phone. I had two missed calls, and two text messages. I rang my voicemail, and heard the worried messages left from Dad and Aunty Amelia. They just said something like "Why haven't you called me/your father? I'm/He's so worried about you. I/He want/s you to call me/him soon."

I groaned and ignored the messages, going straight to my text messages. There was one from Dad, and one from Heath. I smiled and decided that I would save his message for last.

Look, darl, I'm sorry for what I did. Want you to call me soon. Love you. X

I checked out the second message

Hey Sarah-Jane, I won't be able to come and visit you this afternoon. I haven't been feeling too well lately. I'm really sorry. I'll see you later.

My heart fell. I really wanted Heath to come and see me this afternoon. I was looking forward to it. I shook my head, and all of a sudden, I felt a sharp, stabbing pain in my stomach. My head felt light, and my body was heavy and sinking. My vision was blurry. There was a ringing sound in my ears, and it struck my eardrums hard.

I found myself on my bedroom floor, and I was dragging the blanket off my bed. I felt so cold, like I was being drowned in a tub of ice. I saw purple blotched all over my skin, and they slowly turned into green.

That was when I saw him, the blonde man who had been haunting me in my dreams.

On the occasions when I could see clearly, I saw that he wasn't a man, but a teenage boy, maybe a year or two older than me. His blonde hair was long, about chin-length, and his eyes were a beautiful golden brown, and warm like honey.

But he wasn't a warm person. He was cold hearted, and the eyes were just a mask. I screamed, and tried to hit him away from me, but my arms were glued to my side.

The boy stood over me, just staring at my face. I couldn't see much of his face, but his body stood out. He raised an arm, as if to strike me, when I screamed. He stopped, and looked at me. He lowered his arm, and tilted his head, just studying me. I was panting, and my heart was ready to fly out of my chest. I was so scared. The boy stared at me for a little longer. I blinked, and when I opened my eyes, he was gone.

I felt my eyes grow heavy, and my body was starting to relax. I felt even more tired, and stiffer than what I did yesterday. My body was going to win, no matter how much of a fight I put up. I closed my eyes, and let sleep win me over.