I awoke to my phone's text alert. I ignored it; fearing it may be Adam. When I stretched to wake myself up I felt a searing pain in my arm and looked down. I noticed my sheets were drenched in my own blood. With all the chaos going on last night I had completely forgot about the massive cut I had gotten on my arm. By now the blood was all dried up and the wound was already starting to close up but it still hurt like a bitch anyway. I drug myself out of bed and to the bathroom to put some antiseptic on the cut. It burned for a few seconds before I wrapped it up in a gauze to prevent my father from seeing it. I quickly changed my sheets and discarded the old ones. I climbed back into bed and awaited my father's arrival wondering why I wasn't getting ready for school. As if on cue, he entered not a moment later.

"Sweetie? You getting ready for school now?"

"Uh Dad, I'm not feeling too hot today. I think I may be coming down with something. Can I please stay home today?"

"Well, you haven't missed much school lately so I don't see why not. Are you gonna be okay alone? Want me to call work and let them know what's going on? It's no problem."

"No Dad. I'm gonna be totally fine. Probably just a bug going around. I'll be good as new in no time. Promise."

"Okay pumpkin, if you're sure. Feel better soon and call if you need anything. Love ya."

"Will do, love you too Dad."

And with that he shut my door and off he went. I climbed up again reaching for my laptop. If I was gonna find out about what Adam was I figured my best bet was the internet. I wandered various sites for hours with no luck. They all said the same thing "It was physically impossible for a human and an animal to be of one body." I slammed the computer shut in frustration. So it was physically impossible for a human to also be part animal so how was Adam any different? I stared at the chipping paint on the ceiling. How was I going to confront Adam about this? He surely wouldn't forgive me for abandoning him when he needed a friend. That's all he wanted; someone to be there for him and I couldn't even be that. If there was an award for worst friend in history it would surely be mine. Time flew faster than I realized because only a few moments later the front door lock clicked, alerting me my father was already home.

"Hey sweet pea, feeling any better?"

"Much, thanks Dad. I think I just needed some rest is all."

"Feeling up for company then?"

Company? Who could possibly want to be visiting me?

"Oh, I mean I guess so. I'm up for it."

"Great, I'll send em up."

I heard footsteps fast approaching up the stairs. When he made his way to my door I immediately regretted my decision of saying I was up for a visit because at my door stood a very frazzled and upset Adam.