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Chapter 5
I had stayed away from Whitby for about a week, phoning Teresa to tell her I was sick. All she said was that she hoped I get better soon. I woke up every morning having the same dream. It was that I was running from the gang, when the blue eyes saved me before they kissed me and then left me there. Every morning, I would wake up with a slight sheen of sweat on my forehead. I would go downstairs with some trepidation and turn the news on. So far, there had been no more news about the deaths of the gang members, other than the fact that the police were searching for leads.
Exactly a week after I started having these dreams, I got a phone call from Matt. We'd gone out for about two years, until we had a bit of trouble along the road. We couldn't work it out so we ended the relationship. We did decide, however, to stay friends.
'Hey Matt. Long time no hear.' I said, smiling at the fact that I was talking to him after about six weeks of no contact from Mystic Falls other than Jeremy calling practically everyday.
'Hey 'Lena. How're things in England?' He asked.
'Good. I miss all you guys though.'
'Hey, we miss you too. I was phoning to let you know that you need to be on Skype at 8 tonight, your time. We're gonna do a group video chat. You, me, Tyler, Caroline and Bonnie.' He responded.
'Awesome. Hey, I gotta go, but I'll be online at 8.' I say, deciding that instead of a shower, I'll have a bath this morning before venturing back out into the world.
'Okay. I'll speak to you later.' He said, hanging up.
I walked into the bathroom and ran the water. Once the bath was full, and the water the right temperature, I undressed and climbed in. The water was relaxing and was tinted with the smell of lavender, my favourite herb. I closed my eyes and let myself relax in the hot water. All of a sudden, I got the feeling that someone was watching me. I opened my eyes, but there was no one in the bathroom. I closed my eyes again and tried to relax, but found that I couldn't. It was as if the water was suddenly stone cold and the scent in the bathroom had changed from lavender to…to…to…DEATH. I stood up quickly, stepped onto the floor, and wrapped myself in a towel. Luckily I brought my clothes into the bathroom with me, so I dried off and changed before walking downstairs and out my door, without so much as glancing at the sofa or the television.
All day, I was kept under the watchful eye of Teresa. Apparently, I still looked a little pale. I took the entire day and dedicated it to work to make up for the past week. At closing time, Teresa offered to give me a lift home. I accepted because, although it was still technically summer, it was dark and rather cold.
When I got home, I grabbed a Pot Noodle and when it was done, I walked upstairs and logged onto Skype. Sure enough, it was 8 o clock on the dot and there was a video call coming in from Caroline, Matt, Tyler, and Bonnie. I accepted and sat back.
For the better part of THREE hours, we sat and talked about everything and nothing. When we all finally said goodnight and I turned my laptop off, I stifled a yawn. It was quarter to eleven. I got changed into my pyjamas and climbed into bed.