Okay, so this chapter is short, I know, but this week is exams so I won't be able to update for a week and a half. I felt bad so I pushed myself to write this little bit to hold you guys over! Enjoy!

000

If I really thought about it, I knew I was wrong.

Deep down, I knew David was telling me the truth. After all, he had never lied to me before, right?

But maybe this had been the first time? God, I just couldn't be sure. I was so confused!

And how could Max do that to us? How could he kill my mother?

Grandma said that Max had "lured" my mother, but I just couldn't see my mom as the type of person to do that to her family.

I shook my head and looked out my window, sighing loudly.

"I HATE you!"

Why had I even said that to him! I hadn't meant it! I was just so…so angry! He drove me to it!

"No, he didn't. You did it yourself," I whispered.

The night sky was dark tonight and even the moon had a hard time lighting it up. The rainstorm didn't make its job any easier. The heavy down pour pounded against the shut window and made it difficult to see out.

Dreary weather for a dreary mood…

Generally I was a happy person, but lately everything had been going wrong!

So cliché…

I sighed and flopped onto my bed, face down. My bedroom was freezing so I wrapped an extra blanket around me and kicked off my shoes. The rain continued to fall outside and the sound comforted me.

I slowly drifted into unconsciousness; dreams plaguing my once welcomed sanctuary.

000

I was running.

Well, at least trying to run. My limp was slowing me down.

Wait, my limp?

I haven't had a limp since I was…

I looked down in shock as I realized what body I was in.

I was short, had little feet dressed in gray converse, and was wearing jeans and a T-shirt that said "I bite".

"What the hell?"

My eyes widened. My voice had a high pitch, almost like a little girl's.

What was going on here? How old was I?

Suddenly, I was surrounded by people. I realized that I was on the boardwalk, being pushed and pulled by the ever-growing crowd. People walked past me, not looking down, there shopping bags bumping into my head roughly, almost painfully.

I started running again, not really knowing why.

Something was coming.

I looked behind me, but saw nothing.

I turned back around and kept running, in fear of the monster following me.

"Hello?" I cried as suddenly, the boardwalk became empty.

I looked around, panicked. It was a ghost town and I could practically see the tumbleweed roll by.

All the rides were still on, the lights still blinked, the shrill carnival music still played. But nobody was here.

The cold wind blew and I shivered and stopped running.

I could hear something.

"Cassidy…" a voice called.

I whipped around, but there was nothing.

"Hello?"

"Cassidy…"

I walked towards the voice, but stopped when I realized it was the monster. He was coming for me.

"Where are you, little one…."

I took a step back.

"I see you…"

I started to shake.

"I'm coming for you…"

I couldn't move no matter how hard I tried. I was stuck in place.

"Help!"

"No one's here to save you now…"

Suddenly, something tapped my shoulder. I slowly turned around.

"Mama?" I whispered in horror.

She was covered from head to toe in blood. It dripped onto the sidewalk and soaked into my shoes. Her lower torso was ripped open, entrails hung out. Her right leg was twisted and her arms were shredded. But the worst part was her face. Her brown eyes were haunting and her mouth was twisted into a silent scream. Parts of her hair were ripped out and blood and brains stuck to her skin.

I felt like throwing up.

This had been the aftermath of the argument.

"Cassidy," she moaned and held her hand out to me.

I backed away, gasping.

Her eyes were sad as I shrunk away from her.

"Why are you running from me?" she cried.

I couldn't speak. I didn't know what to say.

"Why are you running, Cassidy! Why are you scared?"

I turned away, unable to see my mother in such a state.

"What's wrong, my Cassy Bear? Why don't you look at me!"

"You're not my mama!" I cried and tried to run again.

She grabbed my arm and blood splattered across my shirt.

"Let me go!" I screamed in terror.

Her grip from my arm released and I fell to the ground. I scooted away on my hands and knees, scratching up my palms.

"Stay away from me!"

Suddenly, my mother morphed from a bloody body to a clean cut vampire.

"Cassidy, Cassidy, Cassidy," the monster "tsked".

I gasped.

"Max!"

He towered above my little body, his eyes disapproving.

"Is that any way to talk to your mother?"

I stared at him, my mouth gaping open.

He shook his head. "You've been a very bad girl, Cassidy. You're too curious and you know too much now."

His eyes were furious and his mouth was drawn up in a snarl.

I scooted away from him fearfully.

"We'll just have to fix, won't we?"

He leaned down to strike me, and I covered my face with my arms.

I screamed a high pitch scream.

But nothing happened.

I slowly looked up, shaking. My mother was gone and so was Max. Everything was vacant again.

"Hello?" I whispered.

I heard footsteps behind me and I closed my eyes. When would this nightmare end?

The footsteps ceased, but I didn't turn around.

Suddenly, someone picked me up and turned me around, causing me to scream again.

I opened to my eyes to see…

"David?" I whispered, my voice still a little girl's.

His blue eyes were full of concern and he took my tiny hands in his. They were all scratched up and bloody from scraping them on the ground. He blew a gust of cool breath against them and I sighed.

"They feel better now," I whispered to him.

He kissed the top on my head and picked me up. I wrapped my small arms around his neck and buried my face in his shoulder.

The fabric of his coat was soft and I sighed, relieved.

The monsters were gone now. I was safe. David was here to save me and nothing could hurt me anymore.

He walked away from the empty boardwalk with me in his arms.

000

I woke up slowly. My eyes opened to reveal a pitch black room. I sighed heavily and stretched, shivering. The room was freezing.

Yawning, I turned to my side only to feel something strange on my neck. I froze and moved my hand to it.

Something was wrapped around my neck. I traced my fingers down it and felt that it was soft. Then, my hands came across a hard trinket.

Puzzled, I sat up in bed and turned on my lamp. Looking down, I saw the last thing I expected to see.

The necklace.

I had left it on my dresser, not on my neck.

I looked up to see the window open. So that's why it had been so cold in here!

I fingered the necklace and sighed. I hadn't put it on me that was for sure. So someone else had to have done it and I knew who.

Somehow I knew this was his way of saying goodbye.

000

Yeah, so I think this was crappy considering I wrote it under pressure from exams but hopefully you guys liked it! Please R&R!