By the time my parents had gotten home from work it was already dusk. I wanted to leave to the Alexander's house, that was only an abandoned mansion again, as soon as it was dark, unfortunately I had to eat dinner with my parents. Of course we had everything garlic for dinner; I had to brush my teeth three time before I was sure they were clean of all the vampire poison. I didn't want to kill Alexander with a kiss when I find him or Jagger either.
I had my theories about Jagger. All the signs were there that he was a vampire but I just had to make sure. After my teeth were clean I brushed my hair quickly and put on black skinny jeans with my combat boots over them. It was the first time since Alexander left that I wanted to look good for somebody.
I walked to the kitchen quietly to see if there was any left over garlic. Luckily there was so I put it in a sealed container, just in case. The garlic was stashed in my purse along with Ruby's compact mirror. Before I left I rushed back into my room to reapply my fading black lipstick, then shouted to my mom- watching TV- that I was leaving for a while. I slammed the door as she was saying something but I took off to the mansion.
There was a noise behind me, a car maybe. My heart stopped thinking for a moment that it was Trevor coming to ruin my night, but then remembered that he was gone for a while. My pulse went back to its normally speed, but then I saw a bird, a raven maybe, fly over and past me.
As I neared my destination I saw it again in a small tree, the raven. It stayed long enough for me to get about two feet away; then I saw that it wasn't a raven, it was a bat. My heart started up again. I climbed over the fence to the house that I had pictured myself living in with my gothic prince. I looked back at the tree but the bat disappeared.
He was just standing there- Alexander- like nothing had happened and he had never left me. I reached my hands out to touch him and walked the small distance between us. My warm hands were on his cold face. I closed my eyes thinking about how great it was that we could continue our lives together. When I opened my eyes Alexander was gone, in his place was Jagger.
I found myself thinking about how much I liked him. I took a step closer to him and put my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my waist. I leaned in to steal a kiss but he had given it to me instead. I closed my eyes to make it last longer.
I jumped into a sitting position, jumping out of my horrible nightmare. Or was it just a dream, it wasn't bad. I felt bad about cheating on Alexander in my fantasy world. But it felt right. I was confused. I love Alexander my MIA boyfriend. The amazing guy I wanted to be with the rest of my life. Then why did I have a dream about Jagger. He was gorgeous too but in a different way than Alexander.
I looked at my Nightmare before Christmas alarm clock. It was 6 O' clock. The sun was shining bright in the sky behind my closed curtains. I heard the sound of cars on the street and somebody out in the kitchen. It was hard for me to believe that people actually got up this early.
I laid back down trying to fall back asleep. After 20 minutes passed by with me still wide awake I gave up. Instead I pieced together what had happened last night with Jagger on our search, and what made me dream about him.
I had arrived at the mansion expecting Jagger to be there already. I walked around the house following the path of the bat, until I couldn't find where it went. I sat on the ground in front for about two minutes even though I felt like two hours. Jagger walked up from behind me and from the back of the house; he had actually scared me, which was hard to do for me.
He smiled big when he saw me and stood in front of me completely quiet for several moments. I had to say something to break the silence but then I looked into his mesmerizing eyes. I didn't know how long we were staring at eachother; I finally broke away from my trance and couldn't think of what to say.
"Did you find the house okay?" I squeeked messing up on a few words. I thought how stupid I probably sounded but just looked at him curiously, waiting for him to answer
"Yeah, do you know how beautiful you look tonight," Jagger finally said making me blush, "It's not just tonight, you always look amazing. I mean when I saw you at the Coffin Club."
"Uh, well remember why you came," I said, "To help me look for my boyfriend," He looked down like he was ashamed of himself.
"Let's go then. We can look in his house. Maybe there is a clue in there. Then we can search the cemetary. I used to talk to him, when we were friends back home. And when he moved here he said he went there alot." Jagger said in a different tone, "I wrote a little about the gorgeous goth girl he met here. I can see that was and understatement" he continued starting at it again.
I ignored all of his little comments and replied, "We should go. We can take a quick look inside but I have looked before and I didn't find anything so then we could go to the cemetary." I started to walk to the window I had always snuck in but looked back and Jagger was walking in the front door.
"This is opened," he said turning the knob. I turned back to him, feeling a little embarassed for not checking the front door.
When we got in he walked up the stairs and I search downstairs. I couldn't see much in the dark and forgot my flashlight. Jagger walked down the stairs and had two flashlights. One was his that he had brought.
"I found this upstairs. It has your name on it. Is it yours?" He asked extending his arm holding the flashlight for me to take. I took it from him touching his hand by accident, his hand was as cold as Alexander's were. I paused while my hand was on his feeling a small shock and I looked into his eyes again, trying not to get trapped in them.
"Yeah, it's mine," I announced after scanning it in the dark. "I must have left it here."
"Shall we head to the cemetary?" Jagger asked. I nodded and we went back out the front door again. It was even darker than when we had entered, eventhough we weren't in the house for very long.
"How far of a walk is it?"
"Just a couple minutes," I said trying to avoid touching him as we walked close to eachother, towards the street.
The walk to the cemetary was filled with a silence longing to break. No one past us on the way there, which was okay to me but Jagger kept looking back, like he was expecting someone to come from behind us.
Jagger led us to Alexander's favorite spot, his grandmother's tomb, like he had been there before. "I don't think Alexander is here anymore," he sounded full of pain when he talked. Jagger sat down under the closest tree, patting his hand on the ground signaling me to come sit by him. I hesitated a moment, but then took two long strides and sat down, further from him than what he had wanted.
We sat there in silence for a while until I said, "Do you think he will come back again?" But Jagger reamined quiet still for about a minute.
"I don't know. He might not. All I know is that you found out what he is and he left."
"A vampire?" I asked, making sure we were talking about the same thing. But Jagger put his head down not saying anything. That was all he had to do to let me know that I was right. Then I felt something warm and wet on my face. I put my hand on it, I was crying; I never cry, but sure enough I was. Jagger looked up shyly and saw what was going on, he put his arm aroung me and pulled me closer to him.
"You will be okay Raven," he said,"I know you may miss him, or hate him, or whatever but you know I'm here and you can talk to me. I will be your friend. I am your friend." That made me cry even harder.
"I don't know why I'm crying," I confessed," It came out of nowhere. I haven't cried in years, it seems. Not even when I broke my arm a couple years ago. Not even when the doctor told me I couldn't have a black cast," I said chuckling. I looked up at Jagger and he was smiling, looking at the stars.
Jagger kept his arm around me and we just stared, into the darkness and the stars. We satyed like that until the dark became the light. I said I had to go home, when it was around dawn. Jagger looked at the sun starting to wake up and decided it would be a good idea for me to go home and get some rest. He had a surprise for me for the next night; it sounded familar but I agreed while in the same trance looking into his eyes. Jagger walked me to the street but said he had to leave, the other way. I staggered a little backwards, breaking from his eyes. I nearly ran into a light post that was not lit. I held on to it to get my balance and looked back at Jagger, but he was already gone.