Note: I have so much pain killers in me right now it's not even funny.

Chapter 11- I'm Not Okay

It was Sunday, my plane left in 3 hours, and I had just now worked up the nerve to go see my dad.

When the taxi dropped me off, I noticed that all the lights were off in the house. I knew that Evita was at work, and Anita must be at a friends. My dad was probably asleep.

I found the spare key under the mat like it always is and let myself in. I grabbed the pad of paper that hung on the fridge and grabbed a pen. Halfway through the note I started crying, tears showed on the paper, and smeared some of the lettering, but I knew he could still read it.

"Dad,

I can't begin to describe how bad you hurt me. I don't care that you're a vampire, I don't care that you live by drinking blood, or that you sleep in a freezer. None of that matters, all that matters is that you're still around. I just wish you would have known better, and told me up front. That's always been the problem with us, we've never been able to be completely honest with one another. So I'm being honest with you now. I want to be around you more. A week or two a year isn't near enough for me. I need my daddy, I know that sounds totally and completely childish, but I don't give a shit. Please, call me when you get this...

I love you,
Toni."

When I finished writing it I stuck it to his office door, I knew he would find it there. Then, I walked back out to the waiting taxi.

-Next day-

I woke up to my phone ringing on my bedside table. I had finally moved back into the apartment with Julie, I figured it was my mom, she went through separation anxiety the first few days I was gone.

When I grabbed my phone I noticed the caller I.D.

It was dad.

"Hello..."

"Hey..."

"Dad, you sound exhausted, shouldn't you be in bed by now?"

"I wanted to call you.."

I smiled. "It could have waited till you got some sleep."

"No, it couldn't, I'm so sorry Toni..."

"It's okay, I've forgiven you dad, it just hurt, a lot...everyone else knew, but me, I felt like I wasn't important enough to know."

He sighed. "You know you're important to me, it's just...I didn't want to scare you off."

"I know that."

"So, when can you come back and see us?"

We talked for nearly thirty minutes, it was so good to talk with him. I felt a massive relief wash over me, I can't even describe.

When we got off the phone Julie came busting through the door.

"Don't you think you should get ready?"

I rolled my eyes and threw my pillow at her.

"Forgive me for not being a morning person."

She gave me a big smile and ran back out the room.

I hate morning people.

-Later-

I walked through the apartment door and was greeted by Bonnie and Clyde. It was amazing how big they were getting.

Today had been hell, my Music Theory professor was a total dick, he kept making snide remarks about me during class. I don't know what I did to piss him off so bad.

I was nearly to my room when it hit. A massive stabbing pain in my chest. I hit my knees, gasping for air. I started screaming and didn't even realize it.

It felt like someone was stabbing a knife through my heart.

Julie came running in.

"Toni, Toni are you okay?!"

She was kneeling down next to me, trying to comfort me.

"Toni, whats wrong?! What happened?"

I couldn't breath, it felt someone was twisting the knife in my chest.

Then, nearly as soon as it started, it stopped. I was able to breath again, I laid down on the floor, trying to catch my breath.

"Toni, what the hell was that?"

I just looked at her. "Grab...my...phone..."

She picked up my purse off the floor and dug through it, she handed me my phone.

I didn't even get a chance to dial, my phone started ringing.

"Josef..."

"Are you okay?"

"I think...what the hell was that?"

"Some bastard just staked me...apparently I pissed him off..."

"Wait...so...I felt your pain..."

"Some of it, yes..."

I still had my hand to my chest, trying to catch my breath.

"Don't worry Toni, I don't get staked often, it's not something you'll have to get used to..."

"So...what does this mean..."

"Our connection's getting stronger I'm afraid."

"I really hate you."

"I know."

I hung up on him and just laid there.

My head was pounding, Julie just looked at me with confusion written all over her face.

"Trust me, you don't want to know."

I slowly stood up, when I did the room spun, if Julie hadn't been there I would have fallen.

"Let's get you to bed."

She helped me walk to my bed, I laid down and closed my eyes, trying to steady myself. It felt as bad as a hangover, if not worse.

I now have a new definition of hell.