Chapter 2

Finding Lindsay

Riley's P.O.V

All night I raced, raced down endless roads and streets. At first I was unable to remember where she lived, but then, as I was about to give up all hope, I remembered. Within a matter of seconds, I reached her home.

It was a quiet little home, in the middle of the forest. I remembered that, Lindsay had bought a house of her own, since her father died, and she didn't want to live with her step mother and step sisters. The house was just as I remembered it. The house was a 2 story brick house, covered in vines, and surrounded by trees, with smoke coming out the chimney. And the old oak tree that leaned to one side, was still up against her bedroom window.

Not wanting to disturb her, or scare her, I waited until the lights in the house turned off, and then, I quietly and swiftly climbed up the old oak tree, opened up her bedroom window, and slid inside, without making a single sound.

Lindsay was asleep in her bed. Her layered blonde hair with black lowlights was pulled into a ponytail, and her beautiful face was peaceful with sleep. She simply wore a white tang top and pajama shorts, plus the bed sheets were tightly wrapped around her legs. She moaned and turned over, facing me.

Very quietly, I crept to her side of the bed, and lowered my face to her level. Her scent was overpowering! So sweet, and mouthwatering-my mouth secreted venom just thinking about it.

Before I knew it, my mind was beginning to shut down, and I found myself moving in closer to her, my lips just inches away from her neck. I could smell and hear her rich blood pulsing through her veins. She was sound asleep, she wouldn't be able to fight me, her life would be over quickly, and she would never know that it was me who took her innocent human life.

"Riley," Lindsay whispered. Quickly, I moved back, thinking that she had woken. But her eyes were shut. She looked asleep, but her voice had been so clear! "Riley, please…don't leave…me." She whispered, and she rolled over, moaning. She was dreaming about me? I was still on her mind, even though I had been gone for over a year?

"Lindsay." I whispered her name, but it sounded more like singing.

She winced at her name being called, and she turned back towards me again, our faces only a foot apart.

"Lindsay." I whispered again, very gently.

Her nose scrunched, and then she sleepily opened her beautiful hazel eyes.

Quickly, I looked down, not wanting her to see mine.

"Riley?" she mumbled, sitting up and yawning, like she had been having a good dream.

"Yeah," I said in a low voice, "yeah it's me." I felt ashamed, ashamed that I didn't remember. That I thought Victoria was my one true love, the one that I truly cared about.

Then, to my amazement, she threw herself at me, her scent hitting me like a wrecking ball, and her arms locking tightly around my neck, as she started to sob.

"Oh, Riley! I thought you were dead! The police said that you were, and we even had a funeral for you." But then her voice became steel. "Don't ever do this to me again, do you hear me? You had me worried sick!"

"As her scent hit me, my lips pulled back from my teeth, and they moved to the soft skin of her neck. But, I came back to my senses, and pushed her away -with such a force, that she fell back down onto the bed-and I flung myself against the wall, gripping onto the wall like frickin spider man.

Lindsay's eyes widened at the huge leap I made, and she slowly got up, and began to walk towards me.

I sighed, and dropped to the floor in defeat. I couldn't hide this from her forever.

"Riley? What's wrong?" she asked in a hushed voice, "something seems to be troubling you. What is it?"

I didn't answer, I just simply stared at the floor, an angry expression on my face.

"Riley please-"she grabbed my wrist, just below my jacket sleeve, and then quickly retracted her hand with a gasp.

"You're skin is ice cold." She whispered.

Lindsay's P.O.V

"Riley, please-look at me." I pleaded. But he just ignored me, and continued to stare at the ground. So, I tried to look underneath his face, but then he just looked away from me completely. Very gently, I grabbed a hold of his ice cold chin, and I gently tried to pull it towards me, but to no avail. Trying to pull on him was like pulling onto a stone statue.

"Riley-please-for me." I whispered, in the most angelic voice that I could manage.

He sighed in defeat, and slowly, his head turned towards me, and then-his eyes flickered to mine.