Chapter Eight: Saturday

I'm just going to lie here: All day. And then I'll die at midnight tonight. I can't see it but I know it'll happen. I lie here on my bed staring at the ceiling with my hands clasped across my stomach. I wonder how long it would take to count all of those little bumps on the ceiling. Probably longer than a day. I would see how many I could count but I'm too weak. I can barely stand.

I stood up this morning at about 10:00 to wash my face and I had to crawl back to my bed. I walked all the way to the bathroom, washed my face, then my knees got weak and I had to crawl back to bed. I've just been lying here for an hour. "You need to get up," Jeremiah says walking into my room.

"I'll get up if you give me my cat," I say. "We can't give you your cat, Ally," he says. "Fine. Have you at least been taking care of her?" I ask. He nods. "Where's she at?" I ask. "I can't tell you or you'll go get her," he says. "You know me so well," I tell him with a smirk.

"Get up," he says. "Make me," I tell him. He picks me up and walks downstairs. He puts me down in the middle of the kitchen. I sit down on the floor. "Ally, you need to move around," he tells me. "Why?" I ask. He takes my arms and stands me up. "Because I don't want you to die," he says firmly. When he lets go, I keep myself standing.

"Thank you," he tells me. "What do I do now?" I ask. "You know," he says. "Find someone to kill," I say. It was more of a statement than a question. "I'm gonna go out. If I'm going to kill, it'd be better if I do it alone," I say quietly. "Ally, you're just going to go kill yourself, aren't you?" he asks. "No, I'm actually going to go look for someone," I lie to him.

He seems to believe it, though. The truth is: I'm not going to go look for someone. I'm going to spend my last day with my best friend. Maybe I'll fall in love tonight and die in love tonight. I walk outside and take out my phone. "Hello?" he answers. "Hey, Austin, do you want to spend the day together? Just you and me?" I ask.

"I'd like that," he tells me. "Awesome, I'll be at your house in a few minutes," I say. "Great, see you then," he says. I hang up the phone and walk to his house. I knock on the door and Mimi answers it. "Ally, it's so nice to see you!" she exclaims wrapping me in a tight embrace. "It's nice to see you too, Mimi," I say returning the hug. "Austin, your girlfriend is here!" she yells up the stairs.

"Oh, no, I'm not his girlfriend," I tell her. Disappointment flashes across her face but she covers it up with a smile. "Mom, I don't have a girlfriend. Don't you remember? I'm waiting for— Ally!" he exclaims when he sees me. "Um, h-hi there." "Hey, Austin," I say smiling. "You ready to go?" I ask pointing out the door.

"Uh, yeah. Bye Mom," he says giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Bye, honey, you two have fun," Mimi says. We walk down the steps. "Where do you want to go?" I ask. "Wherever you wanna go," he tells me. I hesitate. "Let's go to the beach," I say smiling. "The beach?" he repeats. "But you hate the beach."

'I'm dying today so I better get over my fears before that happens,' I want to say. I can't say that so I just revise it a bit. "I need to get over my fears before I die," I tell him shrugging. "Do you have your bathing suit?" he asks. "Uh, no but I can get one at the beach. No problem," I say. "Do you have yours?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"Guess we're both getting new swimsuits," he says. We walk to the beach and then to the surf shop that's on the beach. I instantly see one I like as we walk inside. "This one's cute," I say walking to it. It's a yellow bikini with white triangles and hearts on it.

"You should try it on," he tells me. I smile and take it into the dressing room. I put it on and look at myself in the mirror. There's no way I can tell myself I'm fat because I can't gain weight. It just dissolves. "Can I see?" Austin asks from outside the door. I open it and his eyes slide over my body. "You look great. You know, yellow's my favorite color," he says. "Exactly," I tell him winking. We both laugh.

I take the swimsuit off and buy it. Austin buys red swim trunks since they're my favorite color. We change back into them and run to the beach laughing. When I first saw Austin in his swim trunks, I was mesmerized by his abs. I really never feel them when we hug so I was shocked to see them. I stop right where the water ends. "I can't," I say. The water crashes over my feet and I jump.

"Aah! It's cold!" I exclaim. "Ally, come on. It's just water," he tells me. He kicks some breaking a path which is quickly filled with more water. "See?" "But it's cold!" I whine. He sighs. "Ally, remember this: you drove me to it," he says. "Drove you to what?" I ask. He answers by picking me up and running into the water. "No!" I scream.

When we're deep enough, he throws me in. "Aah—!" I'm cut off by going under the water. I emerge as soon as I can and spit out a bunch of water. "Gee, thanks, Austin," I tell him. "You're welcome," he says smiling. "It's not as cold now, is it?" "I guess not," I say shrugging. I splash some water into his face. He splashes some back and we have a splashing war.

When I realize that I'm going to lose, I jump into his arms causing him to fall back into the water. We're both under the water now. Laughter escapes my lips and bubbles rise to the top. He laughs too making even more bubbles. I swim to the top and take in a gulp of air. Austin comes up too and shakes his hair like a dog.

I roll my eyes. "Hey you wanna see how long we can hold our breath?" he asks. I nod and we go back under the water. I'll definitely win this. If I can access my inner vampire, then I can hold my breath forever. We stare at each other. Austin slowly gets closer. Then he kisses me. My eyes slide shut and I kiss him back.

This may be the last time I'll ever kiss him so I might as well make it last. It feels weird. I've never kissed someone underwater before. I'm distracted so I need air now. I break the kiss and rise to the top. Shortly after, Austin comes up too. "I've never kissed someone underwater before," I say. "Me either," Austin tells me.

"But I liked it," I tell him smiling. "Me too," Austin says with a chuckle. We swim for hours. When the sun begins to go down, we swim back to shore. We put our regular clothes back on over out wet swimsuits. We run to the park and lay down side by side at the top of the hill. We lay in silence and watch the sun set.

"It's beautiful. I've never watched a sunset before," Austin whispers to me when the sun is completely out of sight. "It is beautiful," I agree. "Austin, we need to talk." I sit up and he does too. "Austin, you will not be able to see me anymore after today. My quest is complete and it is time for me to leave," I tell him. I don't know why I said it that way; I just did. "What quest? Why do you have to leave?" he asks. "My quest was to fall in love with you," I whisper. "Well, why do you have to leave?" he asks. "Why can't we just… be together now?"

"You ask too many questions," I say taking his hands in mine. "Just kiss me one last time." I see tears forming in his eyes as he closes them and leans in to kiss me. We kiss for what seems like ages. Then I pull away and stand up. "You'll always be in my heart, Austin," I whisper to him. I give him a quick hug. "And you'll always be in mine, Ally," he tells me.

I let go of his hand as I walk down the hill. I walk into my house with my head down. "Did you kill anyone?" Jeremiah asks me from the couch. "I don't feel like talking right now," I mutter to him. I walk past him, up to my room, and close the door. I crawl onto my bed and into the corner. I hug my knees.

I'm dying in about three hours. I'll never see Austin again. I found something out: I didn't fall in love with him tonight. I've always been in love with him. I guess it was love at first sight. I sigh and let my head fall. And of course, I cry. I have a vision of Austin and I being together as mates…

Wait a minute. Why can I see that if I'm going to die? Maybe my brain is just showing me what could have been. This just makes me cry harder. So much has happened in the last week. I won't even get to see Austin play his new song at his concert. I go from crying to sobbing. I should just end it now. I walk out onto my balcony. I climb the tree beside it so I'll fall from a bigger height. I prepare to jump but then I hear something in the distance. It sounds like… Austin's voice.

"Go ahead and kill me. Take my wallet and my clothes. I don't care. I'll never see the love of my life again so why do I need to live?" I hear him ask. My eyes widen. "No!" I yell. I run through the house and out the front door. "Austin, where are you?" I call out even though I know he won't hear it. I look behind me and don't see Jeremiah so I take off.

I run to the hill where Austin and I were at and look around. He couldn't have gotten far away from here. I try to think of where his voice came from. I walk from the hill towards his house. I stop when I see them in an alley. There's a tall man and he's beating up Austin who's sitting on the ground. And he's just sitting there and taking it! Austin has already shed a lot of blood and his hair is very matted.

"No! No, get away from him! Don't fucking hurt him!" I exclaim growing my fangs at the man and running up to them. My eyes burn red. "Ally! Get out of here! He'll kill you!" Austin yells at me. The man digs a pocket knife into Austin's shoulder. "Get the hell away from him!" I hiss at the stranger. "Oh, and what's a puny little girl gonna do about it?" the man asks turning to me.

I sneer at him. "You'll see," I tell him. I grow my claws and slash his neck. Blood splatters everywhere. I put another slash down his chest. The blood splatters across my face this time. "A-Ally?" Austin murmurs.

This man isn't innocent! I can kill him! I sink my fangs into his neck and drink. He screams in pain. It takes a while but I drink until he's dry. I pull away from his neck and look at Austin. He's staring straight forward with his mouth hanging wide open.

I'm not going to die! I can be with Austin now! "Austin, are you alright?" I ask him. He doesn't answer me. He just keeps looking forward. "Oh, geez," I say. I don't know what's wrong with him. I pick him up into my arms and take him to my house. I am extremely happy though! "Jeremiah, guess what?!" I ask through a large smile when I walk through the door.

He glances at Austin before asking, "What?" "I made my first kill today!" I exclaim and my smile grows brighter. "That-that explains the blood… on your face… and on your fangs… and on your fingers," he says slowly looking me over. "What's wrong with Austin?" I set him down in the chair. "I don't know. I was hoping you could tell me that," I admit kind of sheepishly.

Jeremiah strokes his chin. "Kiss him," he tells me. A few days ago, I would have been reluctant to doing this but now I'd love to. So I do. "Nothing," I say when I pull away. Jeremiah sighs. "Did he witness your attack?" he asks. I nod. Jeremiah continues stroking his chin. Suddenly, he snaps his fingers. "He's in shock," he explains.

"Damn," I whisper. "Let's just clean up his wounds," Jeremiah says. We get some things to clean them and come back to him. I search his body and find a wound on his thigh right next to his… "Maybe you should do that one," I suggest gesturing to Austin's thigh. "Why? You're probably gonna see it sooner or—" "Just clean his damn leg!" I yell at him. "Alright, fine," he says. He slips off Austin's pants. When he begins to take off Austin's swim trunks, I sit on the island facing away from them.

Jeremiah throws them at me and they land in my lap. "Ew!" I yell. I hear Jeremiah laugh. "Why isn't Austin wearing… anything on his lower half?" my dad asks entering the room. "Jeremiah's cleaning a wound," I say not turning around. "What exactly happened?" he asks. I jump up and run to him making sure not to look at Austin.

"I made my first kill, Dad!" I exclaim. "That's great, honey! I'm so proud!" he exclaims back. He gives me a hug. "I had to save Austin from a mugger," I say smiling. "And now Austin's in shock…" "Um, can someone give me something to cover Austin so Ally can look?" Jeremiah asks. "I'm done cleaning him." "Yeah, I've got some pajama pants he can wear," my dad says leaving the room again.

I stand there looking anywhere but behind me. Jeremiah comes and stands in front of me. "I don't know why you're so scared to look. You're acting like Katniss," Jeremiah says. "Stop reading so many books!" I exclaim. "Well, actually, I like that one but still!" He smirks. "Alright, Jeremiah put them on Austin," my dad says when he comes back.

Jeremiah sighs and takes the pajama pants. He walks over to Austin. "Alright, Ally, you can look," he says after a few seconds. I turn around and walk over to Austin. "Is there any way to, like, get him out of shock?" I ask. "Of course there is," Jeremiah says. Then he mutters something I don't quite catch. "Awesome," I say. "How do you do this and not drink his blood?"

"It's called 'self-control', dear Ally," Jeremiah tells me chuckling. "Anyway, now that I'm done helping clean him up, this calls for a celebration!" He walks over to the fridge and takes out a bottle. "I'm too young to drink wine," I tell him. "It's just apple cider, silly," he tells me. He looks back in the fridge. "This is for me," he says taking out another bottle.

"You're only a year older than me," I say. "Fine, then the apple cider is for us and the wine is for your dad!" he exclaims. "Picky, picky." I roll my eyes. He pours the apple cider in wine glasses. We used to do this when we were kids. While the adults drank wine out of wine glasses, Jeremiah and I drank other things out of wine glasses. So we could act like the big people.

He pours an extra glass just in case Austin… wakes up. "Here, Uncle Lester," Jeremiah says pouring my dad a glass. I take a sip of the apple cider and walk over to Austin. I kneel beside him and take off his shirt. Again, I'm mesmerized by his abs. A moan escapes his lips but his expression doesn't change a bit. Duh, he's probably in pain, Ally.

I blink and tear my eyes away from his abs. I look up at his shoulder. It is covered in blood. Maybe I could just have a taste… Not a bite. I make sure my fangs are retracted and I lick my lips. I run my tongue across his shoulder. That's weird. His blood tastes different than the man's I drank today. It tastes amazing… "Jeremiah, come here," I say. "What?" he asks crossing over to me. "Taste his blood," I tell him.

"What the hell? Are you crazy?" he asks me. "I just want to know if it tastes odd to you like it did to me," I say. He sighs and dips his finger in Austin's blood. He licks his finger and his eyebrows push together in confusion. "It's… it's AB negative… Do you know how rare this blood type is?" Jeremiah asks me. "Can… can I…?" I trail off pointing to Austin's shoulder. "No," he tells me.

"Fine," I mutter wiping up the blood. He watches me closely to make sure I don't drink it. More blood keeps flowing out so I grab a towel and press it to his shoulder. Austin doesn't move still. I sigh. When the blood finally stops coming, I spray some spray onto the wound. The spray will keep it from getting infected.

Austin flinches but still doesn't speak. I wrap a bandage around his shoulder. "How do you treat someone in shock?" I ask. "I… don't know," he answers. "We could try something I've always wanted to do to someone. Go fill the sink with cold water." I do as he says and he brings Austin over to the sink. He dunks his head into it.

Austin slings his head out of it slinging water everywhere. "Oh, I'm so glad you're alright," I say giving him a hug. Austin doesn't return my hug and I release him with a disappointed look on my face. He looks down at me in horror. "Wh-what?" I ask. He backs up against the wall. "Y-y-you-you're-you're…" he stutters. I sigh.

"Austin…" I take a step closer to him. He tries to take another step back but can't. He runs out the door. I run after him and grab his arm. "Let go of me!" he yells. "Austin, please, just let me explain!" I exclaim. "Explain what? That you're a freak?" he asks turning to face me. Tears well up in my eyes. "A freak?" I ask.

Don't get upset, Ally. You don't need to be upset. You need to be angry at him. "I saved your life and you're calling me a freak?" I ask. "I thought you loved me but I guess I was wrong. See, this is exactly why I didn't want to tell you about me! I knew you would treat me this way!" I let go of him and walk back inside my house. I slam the door as hard as I can. "I'm sorry, Ally," Jeremiah says. "He wasn't worth it," I tell him wiping the tears that had already fallen.

I hear a knock on the door. "Ally, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it, I swear. I was just… caught off guard," he says through the door. "Ally?" I sigh and open the door. "Ally, I really am sorry," he says. "I know. You forgave me when I said I hated you so I should forgive you even though you called me a freak… Sit down," I tell him. He walks in and sits down on the couch. I sit down on the chair across from him.

"Austin, I am a vampire. I could have died tonight if I didn't drink that man's blood. On my sixteenth birthday, I turned into a full vampire. I originally had two weeks to drink human blood but since I'd been feeding off of emotions, my time was shortened to a week. I'm a hybrid vampire: half blood-sucker, half emotion-drainer. I can also see the future. Anyway, I didn't want to be around you because I was afraid I would lose control and kill you. I know you're probably wondering what Dez was talking about. I told Trish and Dez that you were… my… mate. A friend of mine can see the future like I can and she told Jeremiah who told me that you were my mate. I denied it at first because I was afraid of falling in love with you since you're my best friend. Then I realized that I've been in love with you all along. So I'm really sorry for pushing you away the last week," I explain.

"So you're a vampire… and we're destined to be together?" Austin asks. "Basically," I say. "I just have a few questions," he says. "Shoot," I tell him. "Okay, first question: aren't vampires supposed to be pale?" he asks. "Only in the movies," I say with a giggle. "Makes sense. Second question: you've loved me all this time?" he asks me. "I didn't know but yes," I tell him.

"Awesome so… you wouldn't mind if I did this?" he asks. I start to ask what he's talking about but he kisses me before I can even open my mouth. "Awww!" Jeremiah exclaims. I roll my eyes and break the kiss. "Austin, did you know that your blood type is AB negative?" I ask him. "No, why? Wait, how do you know?" he asks. I feel my face grow red.

"I don't," I lie badly. "Did you bite me?" Austin asks frightened. "No, no, no. I just… licked your shoulder," I say awkwardly. He glances at his shoulder. "Holy crap! The slice was that bad? Wait, you licked my shoulder?" he asks. I nod sheepishly. "I see. So why does it matter that I'm AB positive?" he asks. "No, you're negative; not positive. And it matters because that blood type is very, very rare," I explain to him.

"Oh, well I had no idea," he says. "Yeah, well, I'd better get some sleep. You should too," I say to him. "I didn't think vampires slept," he admits. "They do," I tell him giggling. "Oh, sorry," he says scratching the back of his neck. "It's alright," I tell him. "Come on." I take his hand and lead him to the stairs. "Ooh," Jeremiah says laughing. "Shut up," I tell him walking up the stairs. We slip under my covers and he wraps his arms around me. Then I force myself to sleep.

I know you're supposed to lie someone down and keep them warm and stuff when someone goes into shock but I didn't know when I wrote this so I just went with it. Oh, and I was going to make his blood H deficient like Ethan from My Babysitter's A Vampire but I knew nothing about the blood type and I didn't feel like looking it up so… Austin's AB positive now! And that really is a rare blood type. One of the rarest types actually. And guess what? The story's not over! You probably thought it was but it's not! Dana1290, of course you can call me Kenzie! And I'm glad you like my story! Lol, anyway, review!

Love, Kenzie