Over the last six weeks Alessandra was trying to wrap her head what happened. She couldn't believe that she'd been dating a vampire, a cold blooded killer. What she was having the most trouble with was she still loved him. Even though he was a vampire she knew he could be good if he wanted to because he was with her. She spent most of her nights at home crying. She was at home crying and thinking about Randy. Her cell phone started to ring. She wiped her eyes and picked it up.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hi." Annie said.
"Hi." She sniffled.
"Thinking about Randy again?"
"I'm gonna come and get you." "We'll go out for a drink."
"Ok."
Alessandra and Annie went to a bar. They were drinking.
"Maybe you'll feel better if you tell me what happened with you and Randy." Annie said.
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"It's complicated."
"Was he married or something?"
"Nothing like that." "It wouldn't hurt so much if I didn't still love him."
Since the break up Randy had went on a killing spree. He was killing just to kill. He just wanted the pain of losing Alessandra to go away. He'd never felt this way before. He just wanted to see her, to hold her, to be with her. He often thought of waiting for sunrise and going outside just to stop the pain.
The next night Alessandra was once again crying alone. There was a knock at the door. She wiped her eyes stood up and went over to the door.
"Who is it?" She asked.
"It's me." Randy said. "Please open the door, please." He pleaded. "I need to see you." Alessandra didn't know what to do.