Chapter 12

I took a step back from the teenager, I stumbled over a root myself. Even though this teen was weak looking with a blur of unnatral speed for a human he reached out and grabbed my arm and yanked me back quickly. Then he said, "Sorry 'bout that," he said hesitantly.

"That's fine. I um... can I help you?" I said with the same hesitant level in my voice.

"Well, no. You can't help me. All I need is a safe place out of the sun and into a nice cool house."

"Oh... well, you could," I didn't get 2 finish because then Evan sprinted towards us and shoved me aside and yelled,

"Watch out Kaite!"

"Ouch!" I grumbled. "What was that for. All I was doing was talking to this person who doesn't have a home," I completed the sentence with a hard motioning guesture towards the kid who looked an unusual pale color.

The kid spoke up and said in a shaky voice, "Kaite, wh-who is this person?"

I gave Evan a piercing look before using the softies voice I've ever used in my life, "Don't worry about this kid," I said purposely trying to show Evan that I disapproved in his actions.

"Hey! How does he know your name?" Evan asked while scouling at the poor kid then continued on, "Oh you no good blood sucking evil creature if you were to ever hurt my girl I would..." before he could finish his insult I was seeing the world go by in a blur. When it stopped going around in a blur it took a couple of seconds to finally see straightly again. I looked up at the kid and gave him a questioning look.

"How do you run that fast?" was the first words out of my mouth. What I really meant to say was 'Where are we?'

As if he read right through my thoughts he answered, "We are in my house. I didn't want that boy to hurt you so I took you out of harms way," when he finished he started to walk up the stairs leaving me to be a blob in the middle of the floor. I didn't neccesarly trust him though, because I didn't even know his name first of all.

When he came back down he held a serving of ice-cream. He handed it to me and told me to eat all the while staring straight into my eyes. My mind started to shut down and I just followed what this teen was telling me to do. I didn't think nothing about it because I couldn't. I finished eating it, and he set the bowl aside and sat next to me. He then told me to go to sleep, and I did.

I woke up with a searing head ache and I was so drowsy. I tried standing and managed to walk like a drunk person. I was halfway to the door when the door opened. When I saw Evans face I tripped on my own feet trying to scamper to him. When I started to fall he then supported me and took me to his friends car.

I woke up in a familiar looking house, but the first thing I saw was Evan.

"How are you? I'm so sorry I treated you the way I did before that guy took you away!" I just nodded in response. My throat was dry, I wanted a drink. But oddly enough it wasn't for water or any other normal juice. I suddenly gasped with a jolt of surpprise when realising that what I wanted was to put my mouth on Evans neck and take a drink of his blood. With that I pushed him away. Gently though as not to hurt him.

"What was that for?" he asked briefly before pelting me with questions, "Can you not breath? Are you choking? Why are you so pale? Why are your eyes now violet instead of light blue? How come you look so frail?" when he finished I just shook my head and bolted up the stairs, everything blurred around me as I bolted down the hall to Evans bed room.

A moment later I heard him pounding on the door shouting 'Open up!' When I finally gathered the faith that I wouldn't let the thought of me being a vampire weaken me, I opened the door and caught Evan as he toppled towards the floor.