Hello Readers! Sorry, this took me longer than i'd thought. I have all these ideas, but they're for later, and I'm having trouble getting the characters there... you know? Anyways, enough excuses, Enjoy!
Chapter 3
As Kurt slipped in the window and into his room at 5:30am, he found that for once in his extremely long life, he was actually exhausted. Kurt fell facedown onto his bed, with his shoes still on, and slept until 10.
When Kurt woke, it wasn't peaceful. His face and neck were absolutely throbbing, and Kurt tried to stifle a whimper, but he couldn't, and Blaine stirred in his sleep. Kurt slipped silently into the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. Dark red claw marks went from Kurt's brow to jaw bone, and there were several bite marks on his neck as well. Dried blood was caked around the gashes. Kurt sighed, he really could use Mercedes' healing right about now. Kurt grabbed a washcloth and began dabbing gingerly. He was so focused on his task that he didn't hear Blaine wake up, didn't hear him stand at the door to the bathroom.
"What the fuck happened to you?" Blaine said. Kurt faltered.
"Doesn't matter." Kurt said quickly.
"Where were you last night?" Blaine asked.
"In bed." Kurt looked back at the mirror and continued dabbing at his scratches.
"Bullshit." Kurt looked over at Blaine, and glared at the bed-headed sleepy eyed boy. Kurt cracked a smile.
"I like your hair." Kurt laughed when Blaine's hands went to his hair and started trying to smooth it. He then paused,
"Nice try. But where were you last night and what happened to your face?" Your gorgeous face, Blaine added mentally. Kurt remained silent.
"For fucks sake. I know you went out last night, I woke up, you were gone, your bed was cold and your shoes were gone. You show up in the morning with your face all scratched up and fucking bite marks on your neck, where the fuck were you?" Blaine asked, his voice raising at the end. Kurt turned slowly.
"Fine. I went to Westerville, okay?" Kurt paused, "Don't tell anyone," Kurt added at the end, quietly.
"How the hell did you get out of Dalton? This place is pretty much a prison and there's guards outside at night." Blaine looked at Kurt expectantly. That, Kurt thought, was something he couldn't tell. So Kurt simply went back to cleaning his face. Kurt pulled a bottle of concealer out of his bag on the counter and started to apply it evenly, hiding the scratches.
"Kurt?" Kurt ignored him. Blaine huffed, and stalked out. Kurt just sighed.
Blaine walked back into the room, pulled on jeans and a Dalton t-shirt and walked out the door.
"Stupid Kurt and his stupid mysterious ways and being so fucking attractive but also being an asshole who wont tell me anything fuck you! Fuck you Kurt Hummel! I should just go tell the guards that you were out. Fuck wait. I have no fucking evidence. Fuck you again Kurt Hummel." Blaine was muttering to himself and trapped inside his own thoughts that he didn't even see David until he literally ran into him.
"Hey Blaine, wanna go get breakfast?" David asked. Blaine looked up, seeing David for the first time.
"Yeah, sure, whatever." David looked puzzled.
"You okay?" David asked. Blaine grimaced.
"No." David raised an eyebrow.
"It's Kurt. Last night, we were talking and I thought it was going good but then he just like, shut down. And at like 3am I woke up to er.." Blaine paused. "Go to the bathroom, and Kurt wasn't there in the room. At all. His bed was cold and his shoes were gone. He shows up this morning with three huge cuts down his face and fucking bite marks on his neck, and he wouldn't tell me how he got them. Finally he told me that he went to Westerville, and that was it. And fucking Westerville? How is that possible!" Blaine exhaled.
"He went to Westerville last night? What the fuck? I don't think anybody's ever gotten off Dalton grounds without permission." David quieted, thinking. "Something is off about that kid, I don't know what but I can just feel it, y'know?" Blaine shrugged.
"I guess I'll find out."
Kurt finished applying the concealer and walked back out into the room. Blaine was gone. Kurt had been expecting that though. Kurt actually felt hungry. Maybe because he was hurt, maybe that was why Kurt was sleeping and hungry. Kurt pulled on a pair of skinny jeans, a grey v-neck t-shirt and a Dalton hoody. Kurt headed down to the cafeteria.
"Nice ass!" A voice jeered. Kurt turned. A tall boy with shaggy blonde hair was leaning up against the wall smirking at Kurt. Kurt sighed and made to turn around.
"I know what you are." The same voice. Kurt froze, and his eyes widened. No, he couldn't possibly know. No one knew.
"Excuse me?" Kurt acted calm.
"You're gay aren't you?" The boy said. Kurt sighed in relief.
"Yeah." Kurt turned and started walking. Footsteps sounded behind him, and the boy was beside him. Kurt was pretty tall, and this new boy was a couple inches taller than him. He had green eyes.
"But… I do believe that's not all you are, now is it?" Kurt froze in his tracks, and the new boy turned and stood in front of him.
"What do you mean?" Kurt asked, eyes narrowed. The boy looked around, and gestured to an empty classroom. Kurt nodded at him, and the boy sighed and went into the room ahead of Kurt. Kurt entered and saw the boy perched on a desk. Kurt stood a few feet in front of him, arms crossed over his chest.
"You're a vampire, aren't you?" The boy said with a smirk. Kurt's eyes widened.
"No, of course not." The boy raised an eyebrow. He truly was beautiful. It clicked in Kurt's brain.
"You're one too!" The boy smirked.
"Took you long enough, I'm Cameron." The vampire extended his hand. Kurt shook it. It all made sense now. Kurt couldn't hear any heartbeat coming from Cameron, no delicious smell about him. Sure, Cameron smelled good, but didn't have that, mouthwatering scent about him. Kurt couldn't hear the blood pounding through his veins either.
"Kurt." The boy smiled a dazzling smile at him.
"So, was that you I saw last night? Escaping Dalton?" Kurt would have flushed.
"Er, yeah. I needed to hunt." Cameron nodded. "So what are you here for?" Kurt added. Cameron cracked a wry grin.
"Theft. But mainly boredom. I needed to change it up." Kurt grinned,
"Same! But for car jacking though. I was getting bored though. Do you have any special powers?"
"Besides my exquisite good looks you mean?" Kurt rolled his eyes.
"But, alas, no. Yourself?" Kurt smirked, and shifted. Cameron's mouth fell open. Where Kurt was, now stood a lion, and then a beautiful woman, and then back to Kurt again.
"You're a fucking shapeshifter?" Cameron yelled. Kurt shushed him, and nodded.
"Look, I'm really hungry, would you wanna talk more over breakfast?" Cameron grinned.
"Why Kurt, are you asking me on a date?" Kurt just turned and walked from the room, muttering something that sounded suspiciously like 'dork'. Cameron just smiled and trotted after Kurt.
Blaine sat at his table, fork halfway to his mouth when he froze. Kurt walked in, and with that weird Cameron kid no less. Kurt was smiling and Cameron was laughing. They went to the food buffet and Kurt got a small amount of eggs, and a little bit of bacon and sat down at a table by the wall and sat down together. Blaine frowned. For some reason he couldn't place, he didn't like seeing Kurt with Cameron.
"Blaine I thought you said he had scratches 'n shit?"
"He used concealer."
"I wonder what he's doing with Cameron," Jeff wondered aloud. Collective shrugs from around the table. Blaine just shrugged and went back to eating his eggs. David nudged his shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Blaine just kept picking at his food. David sighed, and gave up and turned to talk to Wes. Blaine sat there brooding for a few more minutes before nudging Nick, and standing up and made to leave. His friends followed him out.
"Wanna go to the rec yard?" Jeff suggested. A murmur went around the group, and they headed outside.
Kurt spent the whole day with Cameron, and now they were exploring the library. They had skipped lunch and dinner, and were examining all the books. Cameron was over by one tall shelf at the back corner of the library.
"Hey Kurt! Kurt come look at this!" Cameron called. Kurt smiled, put down the book he had in his hands, and trotted over to Cameron. A bubble of laughter burst from Kurt's lips, as Cameron was holding Dracula.
"You wanna read it sometime?" Cameron asked with a grin. Kurt smiled.
"Let's go read it now! We can go outside too." Cameron smiled, and tucked the book into his coat, and together they strolled from the library. They walked through the hallways and had their hands on the door when an obnoxious voice yelled at them,
"Hey Cameron, found a fuck buddy?" the voice jeered. Cameron tensed, and turned slowly. It was none other than Karofsky.
"I dare you to come closer, ya fuckin' pussy!" Cameron called back, his hands balled into fists. Kurt looked at Cameron, and couldn't understand how Karofsky was still standing there. The phrase if looks could kill floated through Kurt's mind. Cameron was slightly crouching, the look in his eyes fierce. Kurt could tell Cameron hadn't hunted in a while by the frantic look in his eyes, and then Kurt realized that if he didn't do something, than Dave would be Cameron's next meal, effectively blowing their cover and also sending Cameron to jail.
"Fuck off Karofsky, and can you stop following me? Tell your boyfriend Vanders I say a big ol' fuck you to him." Kurt grabbed Cameron's bicep and after a little tugging, was able to get him outside.
"Fags!" Kurt nearly lost it, but rather just flipped the kid off behind his back. Kurt didn't stop until they were almost at the fence surrounding the school. Kurt sat down, pulling Cameron down beside him.
"We're going hunting tonight, okay? You almost lost it back there, I can tell." Cameron just nodded.
"Thank-you Kurt, for, for keeping me grounded." Kurt smiled.
"So, Cameron, tell me about yourself, your human life too if you remember." Cameron paused, and began;
"Well. I was born in 1384 in a small town in what is now Rome. My mother died giving birth to me, and my dad died when I was 15. I was on my own until I was turned when I was 19, and I've been travelling and just basically drifting ever since. I don't remember who my creator is, they were gone when I woke up. I taught myself all I know. I was in a clan from around the 1650's to the 1700's just because I was so lonely. I left once the clan started getting the whole 'we're better than humans' ideas and became a little crazy in their hunting styles," Cameron shuddered. "I drifted for a while longer, then in 1989 I started high school in grade ten up on the East Coast of Canada. Class of '92 baby!" Cameron did a mini fist pump, earning a laugh from Kurt.
"I went to Australia, moving around every few years until basically 2006, and then I've been hanging around here until now, when I decided I wanted to go to school again." Cameron looked up at Kurt.
"Your turn." Kurt smiled.
"I was born in 1907 in the village of McKinley, but is basically where Lima is now. My mom died when I was eight, and my father later when I was 16. I would do odd jobs for money. When I was seventeen, I was walking home one night, and I got some trouble from a guy that liked to harass me. My creator came and …" Kurt paused. "Helped me out I guess. I guess he fed from the guy, killed him, and then noticed me. He basically took me back to his house and gave me a choice; become a vampire or die. So yeah. Then, I found out I was a shapeshifter. Once I got that under control, I was allowed to leave, and that's the last I saw of my creator. I travelled the world, saw all the things I wanted to see, got a lot of money, and then in Dallas in 1968, I was hunting, and I guess it was another vampire's hunting grounds and I met said vampire named Mercedes. We instantly clicked and have been best friends ever since." Cameron cocked his head.
"Where is she now?" he asked. Kurt smiled fondly.
"Somewhere off in Europe I believe, she's off travelling while I'm here."
"This doesn't seem like you're really a bad boy…" Cameron said cautiously. Kurt bit his lip.
"No, no I'm not really. Although I will admit it is fun." Kurt looked down. Cameron grinned.
"I'm not either!" Cameron laughed. "So, what is Kurt Hummel really like?" he mimed holding a microphone to Kurt's face. Kurt laughed, and swatted his hand away.
"Nothing special, just another vampire y'know?" Cameron's eyes bore into Kurt's.
"No, Kurt, I don't know. But, I think I'd like to know." Kurt swallowed, and nodded.
Blaine felt sick. Him and his friends were out in the rec yard when Kurt and Cameron came out looking tense. They had sat down in the far corner in the yard and were talking and laughing, and then had progressed to making love eyes at each other. Again, Blaine felt sick. Nick looked over.
"You okay Blaine?" he asked. At the question, the rest of the group turned towards him. Jeff followed Blaine's gaze and found Kurt sitting with Cameron. Jeff sighed. It seemed it was obvious to everyone except Kurt that Blaine liked him. It would be interesting to see how it all played out.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm going to go inside. I'll see you all tomorrow." Blaine headed inside.
Kurt saw Blaine walking, or rather stalking inside. He looked over at Cameron.
"I'm gonna go inside, Blaine looks upset." Cameron's eyes darkened before he nodded.
"I'll walk you to your room?" Kurt nodded. Together they set off towards Kurt's room. They stopped outside Kurt's door.
"Meet me here at 2am, Blaine should be asleep by then." Cameron nodded, and seemed to pause for a second before pulling Kurt into a hug. Kurt wrapped his arms around Cameron for a few seconds before stepping back. Kurt smiled at Cameron before pushing open the door and walking inside.
The room was empty, the window shut and curtains drawn.
"Blaine?" Kurt called. A grunt sounded from the bathroom. Kurt walked over and knocked lightly.
"Yes?" Kurt pushed open the door, and Blaine stood at the sink, brushing his teeth.
"Er, are you alright? You looked a little upset when you came inside." Blaine stiffened.
"I'm fine." Kurt pursed his lips. He could tell Blaine definitely was not fine.
"Blaine?" Blaine looked over at him. "Are… Are you busy tonight? Do you want to have some er… roomie bonding time?" Kurt asked hopefully. A small smile curved Blaine's lips. He spit into the sink.
"Yeah, I'd love to." Kurt smiled, and went back into the room to change into some baggy sweatpants and a Dalton t-shit. When Blaine came out of the bathroom, Kurt was going through pictures on his phone on the bed. Blaine stopped, and cocked his head.
"Where did you get that?" Blaine asked. Kurt turned to look at Blaine.
"Oh, it's mine. I brought it." Blaine's eyebrows furrowed.
"Yeah, but how did you get it in? You're not supposed be allowed to have one." Kurt shrugged.
"I stuffed it in my underwear when I came, they didn't check." Blaine just shrugged and sat down on the bed beside Kurt.
"Favourite colour?" Kurt asked. Blaine smiled.
"Red. Yours?" Kurt thought for a moment. He looked into Blaine's eyes and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"Whatever colour your eyes are. Hazel. Gold. God I don't know." Kurt said offhandedly. Blaine smirked, and then Kurt realized what he said and clapped a hand over his mouth.
"Oh god, Oh god, I said that out loud didn't I. Oh dear god." Kurt frantically said, his words coming out in a rush. Blaine put his hand on Kurt's shoulder. God he smelled good.
"Kurt, Kurt. It's okay. I think your eyes are …" he paused. "really nice." Kurt smiled.
"Well. Tell me your story, I want to know you Blaine," Kurt looked into Blaine's hazel eyes. Blaine took a breath,
"Well, I grew up in Downtown Lima, and was home-schooled ever since elementary school basically for bullying reasons… I met the guys I'm with now through home-schooling conferences, and we became really close. I have a dad, who doesn't really like me being gay, and, well I've never known my mother. I must look a lot like her though, I don't look anything like my dad. I like to think I'm good at reading people… aside from you. I never know what you're thinking or feeling. I do get the feeling you're not really the bad boy you make yourself out to be." Blaine looked up at Kurt. Kurt looked away, only to feel Blaine's warm, rough fingers on his jaw, pulling him back to meet his gaze.
"I…" Blaine paused. "I also think I'm getting feelings for you. I know we've only known each other for about a few days, but when I look into your eyes, I get this feeling like, 'oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever.' You know? And I also know I don't like seeing you with Cameron." Blaine finished and exhaled. His eyes widened, as if he didn't realize he said that much. Kurt sat there, shell-shocked. Blaine. Blaine. Blaine. Was all his mind could process. Then it moved onto, Oh my god. He likes me. But Cameron. But Blaine. Lovely, sexy, gorgeous, Blaine. Vampire Cameron. My own kind. Kurt stopped the internal rambling going on in his head when Blaine cleared his throat. Kurt looked up, and saw intensity in his hazel eyes. A sparkle of love, trust, and even a bit of lust. But mainly hope. Hope filled his shining eyes to the brim.
"I like you too. A lot actually. And, Cameron, well, we're just friends." Okay, that was a bit of a lie. But just, Blaine! Kurt bit his lip.
"We just, well we have a lot in common." Kurt smiled a little. Blaine full on grinned.
"Kurt… Kurt can I kiss you?" Blaine asked. Kurt considered all the things that could go wrong, Kurt wouldn't be able to stop, would be overwhelmed by his bloodlust, or even just go to caress his jaw and totally crush it. But then Kurt had another thought. I don't care.
Kurt leaned in, and touched his lips to Blaine's. Kurt couldn't stop the moan that burst from his mouth. He tasted so good, like human, like honey, and just the underlying taste that Kurt knew was Blaine. Kurt moaned again loudly, and tried to fight off his natural instincts.
Blaine was unaware of Kurt's internal battle as to whether or not to kill Blaine and drink his blood. But then again, the world could have ended and Blaine wouldn't even have noticed. I'm kissing Kurt. I'm making him moan. Oh dear god. Blaine let out a moan of his own, and was shocked when Kurt replied with a growl; an actual growl. Blaine was turned on even more, and subconsciously was pushing Kurt back and moving over top of him, straddling him. Blaine lay his palm over Kurt's heart, the other softly grasping his cheek. Then Blaine realized something. He couldn't feel Kurt's pulse. And Kurt was only wearing a thin shirt. Blaine went to press his hand harder when Kurt suddenly stiffened and pushed Blaine off him with surprising strength. Blaine couldn't help the look of hurt from crossing over his face.
Suddenly Kurt was all to aware that he was sucking a human's face, and of how badly he wanted to just rip open Blaine's throat and drink all of the liquid desire coursing through Blaine's body. But then, Kurt felt Blaine's hand over top of his heart and froze. If Blaine found out that Kurt had no pulse, what would he say? Kurt quickly pushed Blaine off him, and tried to block Blaine's hurt look from his face. He looked up at Kurt with questioning eyes.
"I really like this, and you, but I'm er, sorting through some problems right now." Yeah, you have problems. You're making out with a fucking human, a sexy human, but still a human. Mental problems. You should be locked up. And now you're even talking to yourself. Freak. Mutant. Monster. Kurt stopped his mental assault on himself and met Blaine's gaze. Blaine nodded.
"I understand, it would be tough to be in a relationship at a reform school…" Blaine froze, and Kurt's eyes widened.
"R-Relationship?" Kurt spluttered. Blaine's eyes started to dart around quickly.
"No, I mean, well yes. I really like you Kurt and I'd want to be your boyfriend but if you don't want to that's alright I get it, really." Blaine rambled. Blaine got up and tried to open the door, but Kurt got there before he could.
"How did you get here so fast? You were on the bed?" Blaine asked. Kurt mentally smacked himself. Idiot!
"I er, used to do track. I'm fast. Anyways, calm down Blaine. Maybe later on, we can be… we can be boyfriends. But not until later." Not until I can tell you I'm a vampire and you'd still want to be with me. Kurt added internally. Blaine turned to face Kurt fully.
"Okay. I can wait." Blaine smiled and pulled Kurt in for a hug. Kurt's face was tucked right in Blaine's neck, and Kurt could feel Blaine's pulse pound against his neck, hear the rushing of blood in his body, could smell the hot, warm, blood coursing inside Blaine. Kurt's mind went fuzzy, almost turning off, ready to hunt. Kurt fought off the instincts, and wrapped his arms around Blaine. Kurt let go, and went to his own bed. Blaine went to his own as well.
"Goodnight Blaine." Kurt would wait up until Blaine fell asleep, and then go hunt with Cameron.
"Goodnight, um, Kurt? Are you going out again tonight?" Blaine asked hesitantly. Kurt sighed, he didn't want to lie to Blaine.
"Probably." Blaine's eyebrows furrowed, but he nodded.
"Night, Kurt." Blaine turned onto his side, away from Kurt. Kurt sighed sadly.
Kurt rose silently out of his bed at 1:50am. Kurt slipped out of his pajamas and put on jeans. He pulled on a dark hoody over his shirt and slipped on his converse. He quickly looked at his phone, 1:56am, and no texts.
"Kurt," a voice hisses. Kurt cocks his head.
"Kurt!" a little louder still, but would still be inaudible to human ears. Kurt went to the door and opened it and there stood Cameron. Cameron looked really shifty, jumpy and nervous. Must be from lack of blood. Kurt sighed and invited him into the room, putting a finger to his lips, and then indicating Blaine sleeping on the bed. Cameron nodded and together they made their way to the window.
Blaine wasn't really asleep, he was just really good at faking. Since Kurt said he was probably going out tonight, Blaine decided to stay up. When Kurt rose out of his bed at close to 2am, Blaine remained faking sleep. Kurt got changed, and Blaine let himself appreciate the beauty that was Kurt Hummel. All of a sudden, Kurt cocked his head, as if he had heard some sound. Blaine strained his ears, and couldn't hear anything. Kurt walked slowly to the door, and opened it silently. Cameron stood there, looking nervous. Blaine was confused. What the fuck was Cameron doing here at 2am? Kurt pulled Cameron inside, and made a 'ssh' motion with his finger, before pointing at Blaine.
"You sure?" Cameron spoke very quietly and low. Kurt nodded.
"The cameras? Did they see you?" Kurt asked in the same tone. Cameron smiled.
"I er… persuaded the guard to look the other way." The two chuckled silently at some inside joke. Blaine couldn't stop the jealousy building inside him. Kurt motioned to the window, and opened it. Cameron followed, and the two crawled out and dropped without a sound. Blaine waited to hear a thud, or even a muffled shout of pain. But only silence. Blaine dared to quickly rise out of his bed, and went to the window and looked down. Blaine saw Cameron crouched down behind a bush, but no Kurt. There was a very pretty rose though, Blaine saw on the ground. A guard walked past and looked at the very bush Cameron was behind. And then, as if someone called him, the guard simply turned and walked away. Blaine was confused. How come the guard hadn't seen Cameron? And then, if Blaine had blinked, he would have missed it; where the rose once was, Kurt now stood. Blaine rubbed his eyes, and shook his head. He went back to watching the two, when suddenly they disappeared. All he could see was two vague blurs making for the fence on the far side of campus. Blaine bit his lip. There was something off about Kurt. Blaine knew what he saw. The inhuman speed, the rose stunt, and that whole shit with the guards. And the tiny little fact that Kurt had seemingly no pulse. Whatever Kurt was, he'd still be in the morning, so Blaine went to bed.
Kurt and Cameron sprinted easily towards Kurt's tree, without breaking stride, both leaped up, swung on a branch, and over the fence. Kurt landed easily and kept running. Cameron stayed right with him, neither breathing hard. They kept up that pace until they hit a highway, and Cameron suddenly stopped.
"Kurt, er, can we hunt animals? I'm not really up for hunting humans tonight," Kurt shrugged,
"Whatever floats your boat. This is about you. Lead the way, my dear man." Cameron cracked a small smile, but the crazed look never left his eyes. Cameron sniffed the air, before taking off across the highway into the forest. Kurt sighed, and looked both ways before quickly sprinting across the highway to meet Cameron. Kurt tracked Cameron by his scent, and found him perched up in a tree. Cameron frantically motioned for Kurt to get up, so he did, gracefully leaping up the nearest tree. A small herd of deer carefully made their way across. Kurt looked into the other tree, and Cameron nodded. Kurt and Cameron jumped lithely out of the tree, and dropped like stones onto the deer's back. Kurt instantly sunk his teeth into the pulse point, which was pounding. The deer wobbled, and then collapsed. Kurt quickly snapped its neck to prevent suffering. Kurt drank until he was full, but the deer still had about a quarter blood left in it still. Cameron had finished a while ago, and was looking around shiftily, his gaze would flicker to the deer below Kurt every once in a while. Kurt sighed, got up off the deer and motioned to it. Cameron instantly leaped onto it, and finished it off in five seconds flat. Cameron visibly relaxed, and stood up.
"I needed that, thanks Kurt." Kurt smiled.
"Wanna take the long way to Dalton?" Kurt asked. They were going to go the same way, just a little slower. Cameron nodded, and set off at an easy jog.
"So," Cameron began. His voice was strong, not breathy at all like a human's would be if they were running.
"You smelled like Blaine when we left. How come?" Kurt looked up at the sky, stalling.
"Kurt." Kurt reluctantly met Cameron's gaze, and gave in.
"We made out. I really like him." Cameron's eyes seemed to harden, and then he looked back up with an odd look on his face, and nodded. The two sped up and were back to Dalton in seven minutes. As Cameron left Kurt underneath his window, he turned and looked back at him with a sad look.
"Don't break him." Was all he said, and then he disappeared into the night.
Again, I hope you don't mind all the switching around of POVs! Any suggestions, leave them in the reviews, I appreciate them a ton!
Hope you'll all have a good day, and you're enjoying the story so far!
Chapter 4 will be up when its done, Which will hopefully be by Sunday!