Warning a lot happens in this chapter so it might make sense to reread it once I post the next chapter. Its just a suggestion you don't have to if you don't want to. I think you will hate and love this chapter...you will get angry. but you will love and smile...haha hopefully.

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It was a total bitch waking up in the morning or evening, whatever, it was late and it sure as hell wasn't pleasant. Turning the lamp on, that sat atop my night stand my mouth began to feel dry, I needed water and pain meds. I wanted to be high off the drugs knocked out by pain killers because it was the only thing in the world that would make me not feel. I remember coming home from the hospital yesterday morning not feeling anything, not thinking about my father's death, the one thing that basically kept me up at night. I needed those pills.

Stepping off the bed was unreal, my head was spinning, the veins in my temples throbbing, my throat sore, I felt dead, as close to being dead as I could get. I felt worse than when I woke up the second day at being in Godric's nest. I guess it was because I really have fucked up my body this time, you know the whole damn part about that stupid vampire throwing me against his house and me falling on my arm. Yeah about me dislocating my arm from its shoulder socket...fun stuff yo.

The house was lit, my mom was up, I heard the television on in the living room. I slowly, but wobbly made my way down stairs.

"Mom" I shouted. "Mom I need pain killers, Mom can you hear me"

I padded to the living room, my socked feet tempting to slide on the hard wood floor. When I made it to to the living room something didn't seem right, crept over to the couch, my mother was laying there covered up with a dark blanket. I touched her softly with my left hand, she didn't move, then I shoved her harder, she still didn't move.

"Mom wake up" I shouted. nothing she didn't move. "Mom"

Finally I uncovered here. She was covered in blood from the chest down.

"No" I cried loudly. "No!"

I checked for a pulse. Nothing.

My mother dead. By whom? Vampire? Human? why?

I wanted to die, I was sick of all of this shit, I was now an orphan. I was a lone. I had nothing.

I ran to the phone and called Zach.

"Zach, she is dead" I was crying loudly, I couldn't breath, I could stand I fail back and everything went blank.

"Vivian" I heard a soft voice. "Vivian honey you need to wake up"

I moved slightly, I didn't feel to hot at the moment. Actually I had forgotten what had happened to me in the past couple of days and it all came back to me when I tried to push myself up with both of my arms.

Fucking stupid mistake.

"Ouch" I began to cry. I was helpless. I was in pain and my mother was gone, I was a lone, I was tired and needed sleep, I needed some heavy duty drugs, I needed to die that is what I needed. Or what I needed was to get my revenge.

"Honey" there was the soft voice again. I slightly opened my eyes. "Vivian, the police are here to ask you some questions, I want you to get this over with so you can get some rest, I know you are in a lot of pain both mentally and physically"

"I don't know anything" I mumbled. "I just walked in there and saw she was a sleep and I needed to wake her to get my pain killers because I didn't know where they were, and she just wouldn't wake up" I felt my breathing get heavier and quicker, then shorter. I couldn't breath. I needed something, someone.

"Vivian calm down, just breath" It was zach, I opened my eyes wider noticing I was in his room. Zach sat down beside me. "Vivian breath you need to calm down"

"Okay guys go away she needs to sleep" It was Zach's mother Marcy speaking to the police. "She knows nothing, you heard her speak now leave"

Everyone left except Zach, he laid there beside me holding my left hand, I wanted to cry I truly did, but I was so tired and in physical pain I just wanted it to all go away.

Godric. He came to my mind right before I closed my eyes and thats when my pain began to subside. I began to fall a sleep.

one week later...

So my mother's funeral was last tuesday the sooner the better honestly.

There I was standing, the rectangular hole before me, inside was the casket, inside the casket was my mother. I couldn't help but keep my eyes on the hole and what was in it. No tears fell from my eyes, I stood still, so still, all that was moving was my hair from the wind and the people beside me. Why wasn't I crying?

You could that this all seems to be in shock, yes I was in shock, but not completely. You could also argue that the pain killers that are flowing through my veins are causing some strange side effect, but no, no to all of the above. Anger, it was all because of anger and because of all the shit I was going through, I wanted to kill. I wanted to kill every vampire bastard out there, though there was no physical evidence that a vampire killed my mother. In fact there was not evidence at all.

Why didn't they kill me? Wasn't I the one who brought on all of this? The one who told the world their secret. But how could this all be my fault...it wasn't. But I still had to ask...why didn't they kill me and how did I not hear it all? Oh right I was on so many pain killers.

Present...

It was a dark windy night, I was standing outside of the Silver Sun cafe, leaning against the glass door, enjoying the moon light, I was living here at the Silver Sun Cafe. It was the safest place I could go or be. My home, well a place I didn't want to be. I was was just going to stay here for a little while, once my room was ready at the Carpenter's I would move in with them, but for now I wanted to be a lone. Like truly be alone. The funny thing is, is that the Carpenter family trusted me to be here all by myself, it was as if they thought I was stupid, stupid in a sense that I wouldn't wonder around the place, that I wouldn't go exploring.

Back when I was had first joined the Silver Sun I had heard they had a some sort of dungeon in this place, that it was made of silver, pure silver, silver bars and cage roof. I wanted to see it. I know what you are thinking, why such a random thought at a sad time like this? I really don't know I just wanted to think about something else other than my father's and mother's death.

Quickly I walked back into the cafe, I had also promised them since they were going to let me stay here that I would clean the place up for free, with my left arm of course, so they gave me the set of keys to the whole place, they were too lazy to detach the one key I needed from the whole set to give me, so I had the keys to every room. Including the basement! You can imagine the look I have on my face right now....you would think I was related to the devil...hahah.

I walked to the cleaning closet, unlocked it as fast as I could with my left hand and reached in and grabbed a spray bottle of cleaning chemicals than a rag. I shoved the rag in my pocket. Then I locked the closet back. After placing the chemicals on one of the cafe tables I went to the stereo they had and put in a CD, just something loud and obnoxious that I could sing and scream too when I felt like screaming. Cleaning was not my thing, but I was bored and didn't feel like sleeping yet, I wasn't allowed to go to class for another 3 weeks, doctors orders, in fact I wasn't even suppose to up walking around let alone cleaning.

Once I began to feel bored of cleaning the idea to explore the basement came back to mind, I small evil laugh escaped my lips. Either I was enjoying this way too much or it was the drugs I was on. Walking down the hallway toward the basement I fought the urge to turn back.

"Vivian grow a pair and do it" I told myself. "You will never get this chance again"

slowly walked toward the basement door. It was dark and quite. I realized I didn't want to be a lone, I shouldn't go down there. It might make me hate the silver sun even more.

"Just fucking do it" I told myself. "Why am I talking to myself? Stupid pain killers"

Raising my left hand I finally got the guts to unlock the door. I wiggled the key in the lock for about 10 minutes and then it finally unlocked. Slowly I opened the door, it was dark down there, darker than it was in the hallway much darker. A chill went down my spine making my right shoulder throb in its sling. But something felt right as well. Like I was suppose to go into the basement.

I brought my left hand up and felt for the light switch, then turn the light on. The stairs were steep and the walls were covered in a gross wall paper of yellow suns. Getting the courage I slowly started to walk down the steps, getting half way to the basement I heard a shuffle a movement of some sort. I paused to listen. Should I go on?

I went on I had to see what was down here. Before I stepped of the last step I felt for the light switch and turned the light on. I heard movement again. My heart began to pound and my body began to heat up out of being scared. My shoulder and arm began to throb painfully.

I stepped off and began walking into the basement. It was full of cages, silver cages, they were big though, big enough to be small rooms. There were many of them. I began to walk toward the movement. It was getting louder and louder every step I took.

Then I saw it, my breath hitched at my throat. He was here, chained up, and blind folded. Silver burning into his skin. He was sitting down on the concrete floor, topless, I could he had more tattoos, the heavy silver around his wrists and ankles. He wanted or tried to escape the silver would slice through his skin.

"Godric" I shouted. His head moved to my voice. My whole body was shaking. How could they do this, the silver sun? Shakily I brought the set of keys up to the lock of the cage, there were so many keys, what if the key was not on it? it had to be. I began to pray, yes pray that the was on there, I don't pray often, because I feel as if God hates me, but I hoped that he would answer this prayer. Interestingly enough he did.

"Godric I am going to get you out of here" I spoke again. "I just unlocked the cage door and I am stepping in so don't freak out"

I slowly walked over to him, he extended his fangs.

"Godric its me Vivian" I whispered.

He still didn't speak. Lowering my left hand to his face I quickly took the blind fold off of him.

Locking eyes with me his fangs slid back into his gums.

"Vivian" His eyes went calm.

"I am going to get you out of here, how did you get in here anyways"

"You can't" he ordered. "I couldn't fight back"

"Now why the hell not?" I shouted, It was as if I had forgotten how Godric was. Always trying to make himself superior and what not. "I don't care what you have to say Godric, you helped me when I was vulnerable and now I am going to help you since you need it clearly"

He didn't respond. I sat down looking at my set of keys again.

"How did you get access to the keys?" He asked. lifting his droopy head up to me my eyes.

"They gave them to me, I am staying here at the cafe for now"

"For what reason?"

"A lot has happened since the last time I have spoken to you, to Eric as well"

"Eric was to keep you safe, though I did received the message you told him" He looked sad. "What happened to your right arm"

I crawled over toward his ankles, he was wearing black draw string pants. The black of the fabric made his skin look even more like porcelain. I brought the keys to the lock sticking each one in until some how I managed to unlock the chains. Slowly I took them off of his ankles and threw them out of the cage. The chains had left his skin bleeding and red, his skin looked like it had melted. Not going to lie it was gross, but I kept my composure. Next I went to his wrists. His hands were beautiful, a many trait I like in a guy. His skin was so smooth and soft, I lifted my lifted my left hand up and unlocked the chains and threw them to the side.

"Your skin is not healing" I frowned.

"Its because I have not fed on real human blood in so long, it will heal soon, but not as fast as a vampire who feeds off humans." He stood up quickly and gracefully. "You did not answer my question, what happened to your arm and shoulder"

"Vampire. Don't worry I killed him"

His eyes perked up, but not in a good way.

"Don't worry he was on Nan's bad list anyways, I think I will be getting more praises than death threats, though really that didn't I woke up the next day and my mother was dead on the couch"

"Vivian, I am dearly sorry"

"Oh please don't worry, my life is already fucked so why not add another death"

They began to fall now. Tears, I hadn't really cried about my situation, but now they were coming down full force.

"No" I told myself. "Not now"

I fell to the floor.

"Time will heal all things" Godric extended out his hand and lifted my chin up, so my eyes met his gaze. "Let me heal your body please"

"No" I felt my face turn red with heat. "No I dont need.."

"Please let me, please for your benefit not mine of course"

"You are in just as bad of shape, you need your blood, I can't, I wont" I shouted.

"Vivian, it pains me to see you hurt, I have seen too many bruises and cuts upon your beautiful body, this is worse than all, this state you are in, emotionally and physically"

My heart began to pound loudly and images from my dream came to mind. I turned my face away from him. I couldn't believe his words, this creature could not care for me...could not want to be around me, but here he was, before me.

"I can't, it goes against so much"

Godric's fangs began to extend out, frighten I began to crawl away from him. He walked back up to me then bit into his wrist. I could hear the rip of his skin.

"Drink" he ordered.

"No" I cried. "No, Godric get away from me"

"Vivian please" I looked over toward him, if I wasn't mistaken, blood tears were forming in his eyes. But why? They couldn't be from me. He placed his wrist in front of my face, blood grazed my lips. I licked my lips instantly, it was involuntarily, once the blood hit my toung I began to feel a little bit better. Instantly I grabbed his wrist with my left hand and latched my lips around his wrist. I began to suck greedily. With every swallow it began to make sense, life. My body began to feel tingly, the pain in my arm began to fade away. I dared not to look up at Godric, I felt weak, helpless, me a human needing his life liquid to heal.

I wondered if he could feel me now, if by me drinking his blood if it would effect me or him in some way.

I unlatched my lips from his smooth wrist. My arm was healed I could feel that it was, but I would need to get this cast off.

"Thank you" I breathed. I felt my body fall to the ground, tears were still coming down.

"Its not bad" Godric sat down before me. "Things are not bad as they seem"

He some how tore the cast away from my arm and pulled the sling from my shoulder gently.

I felt my body being picked up. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I could sense that he needed blood, human blood, not true blood.

"We will leave, I am taking you back to my nest"