Chapter 4

I woke up, feeling like shit, I tried to remember why, but couldn't. After a few seconds, I looked around myself, confused. I was laying in a bed, a person next to me, their back to me. I smiled.

"Paul.." I muttered and turned the person over. It wasn't Paul. It was Scott. Suddenly, it all came back to me. Billi was gone. Paul wanted me dead. And now, I had a new 'partner'. Who was LAYING IN BED WITH ME. We stared at each other for a few minutes, then I let out a yell and kicked him off. He yelled as he landed on the ground.

"What the hell?" He asked, angry, poking his head above the bed to glare at me.

"Pervert! Why are you in bed with me?" I demanded.

"I'm not a pervert! And I had to go to the nearest hotel and get us a room, but the only room left was this one. A one bed room! Don't blame me! And I sure as hell wasn't going to sleep on the floor! This is a scummy hotel and who knows what is on this floor!" He shouted, jumping on the bed. I stared at him for a few seconds, calmly put my hands on his chest and pushed, making him fall down again.

"First off, don't yell at me. Second, you should've stayed on the floor. And third, we shouldn't be wasting time. We need to find Billi before that guy rapes her or kills her." I informed him, sitting up in bed. He glared at me.

"You passed out! What was I suppose to do?" He asked.

"You should've carried me." I replied calmly. He just gave me a look.

"No. You'd probably be too heavy for me anyways." He said. I glared dagers into him and kicked him in the face. He fell down on his back.

"Ok, ow." He said.

"You deserve it." I told him. He sat back up and layed his head on the bed.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" He asked, his voice becoming softer and gave me a serious look.

"Um..Sure." I said, unsure of what he was gonna ask.

"Who's Paul?" He asked. I took a sharp breath. I wasn't expecting that.

"Might as well be honest, huh? Well, he's the guy that did this to me." I said, pointing at my ears. He nodded, wanting me to continue.

"He made me into a vampire. He made me think that we were getting married. He made me think that he was my knight in shining armor. He made me fall in love. Then, I find out that it was all just a trick. He was really engaged to this one girl. He was just using me. And I was stupid. I gave up everything for him. And he just wanted me to be a weapon that him and the damn vampires could use." I said, trying not to get too emotional. We sat in silence for a few minutes.

"You know...." He started, then paused, trying to form the words, "The same thing happened to me. This girl, she did the same things to me. We were suppose to live happily ever after. Then, they did this. I escaped, but it wasn't easy. For awhile, I did want to kill them. I wanted revenge just like you. Then, I started thinking. What's the point? One person wouldn't do much damage. And, even if I did succeed, it'll just go back to normal. They'd rebuild their empire. More vampires would emerge. It wouldn't stop. So, after deciding to give up, I started rebuilding MY life. I didn't always think about revenge. I went back to normal, well as normal as I can be. You can do that too, you know." He said and slowly took my hand. I gave him a confused look, and he continued.

"I can help you. When we find Billi, you can do what I did. You don't have to obess over this. Just let it go." He said. We stared at each other for a few moments.

"Why are you saying all this?" I asked, confused. He glanced away from me, stareing at the wall.

"Well, it's just that you're the only one like me. I feel like we should look out for each other, you know?" He said. I sat there for a few seconds and slowly started to nod.

"I understand. And thank you. But, I have to do this. I can't just forget this. I can't forget that he made me lose everything. My friends, my home, my family." I said, an image of Amy, scowling me for being late to the shop; Lisa, singing on stage at karoke night; my little apartment with the balcony that I would sit at and watch the stars; my mom, baking like she use to when I was little; my dad, laughing and goofing off; Brian, playing his video games and laughing with me over some stupid joke. I sighed, shutting my eyes against the tears. I really missed them.

He watched me for a few seconds, thinking. He sighed and let go of my hand. He stood up and, wordlessly, walked to the bathroom. I sat there for a few seconds and decided to watch some t.v. and think. I turned on the t.v. and turned it to the news.

"-Reports say that the murderer uses a stake to kill his victiums." The news lady was saying. My ears twitched. Stake? I thought and turned up the volume.

"The murderer drives the stake through the victiums heart, as if they were vampires. So far, there are no suspects, but everytime a new victium is found, there is a small piece of paper found near them. The piece of paper has only one word on it. The word is 'Lee' and a small icon of a game controller on it. The paper suggest the murderer is somehow connected to the missing girl, Lee." The lady said, a small picture of me from a few years ago popping up in the corner.

"Lee went missing three years ago and was last seen with boyfriend, Paul. Paul was the major suspect in the dissappearence, but no evidence has appeared to indicate that he was the one who kidnapped her. Paul is being interviewed about the murders." She said and the screen changed to show Paul and Sally in front of a podium, with alot of microphones surrounding him and people shouting things. I gasped, suprised to see him, and dropped the romote. He looks the same. I thought to myself. Paul had tears running down his face and was holding onto Sally's hand, while she whispered things to him. What a good show they're putting on. I thought scornfully.

"I just want to say that I didn't do anything to Lee." He started, but had to pause to try and collect himself. He sniffeled and continued, "I told my story over and over. We were mugged and I passed out. When I can to, she was gone." He said and nearly broke down. After a few minutes, he continued.

"I've been trying my hardest to find her. But, it's hard. And, now, the man that I think killed her, is roaming around with this sick way of killing people, it's heartbreaking." He said and had to wipe his eyes. Sally patted him on the back.

"Please...If anyone has any information on this psychopath, please call the authorities. Please. For Lee." He said and broke down, sobbing and crying. Sally lead him off the screen and the news lady came back on.

"It's very tragic to see someone so heartbroken like that." She said. "But, once again, the evidence is a small paper with the name Lee on it and a small game controller. If anyone has any information, please call your local authorities." She said. I tuned her out as she moved on to something else. I knew who was doing it. I knew what the paper meant. It was a sign. To try to contact me. Atleast, I hoped it was. It was hard to imagine though. This person, doing this. Murdering vampires. I sighed.

"Brian, what are you getting yourself into?" I muttered to myself.