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Chapter 15

Marisia lurches awake, not knowing where she is. What had happened? She struggles to remember, but the whole night is a blur. Something about Haydn. Yes, she had followed Haydn, gone to that club, met that creepy guy Eric, and that jerky guy Evan, and then . . . nothing. She can't remember anything except that they fought and she had walked back to her car.

She must have just driven straight home and fallen asleep. Yes that was the only thing that made sense. Then why did she not believe it? It felt like she was missing something, something important, but what?

It's late, she's exhausted, and she's not making any sense to herself. She just needs to go to bed. Marisia attempts to go back to sleep, but the thought keeps nagging at her that something's wrong. I'll just go call Haydn, he's a vampire, he shouldn't be sleeping.

She picks up her cell and dials his number, after several rings he picks up with an irritated, "What?"

"I-I" She has no clue how to say what she wants to without sounding nuts. "Did something happen tonight Haydn?" He sighs.

"Other than you completely freaking out after stalking me, no. Why?" He asks voice impatient.

"I just woke up, and can't remember things; at least it seems like that to me. Was there anything odd?"

"No, no nothing you're just over reacting as usual. And in case you didn't know, I'm a very busy person who does not have time to talk to you twenty-four-seven. "The line goes dead.

She frowns down at her phone. Haydn wasn't telling her something again. Something had happened last night and Haydn knew what. But whatever it was could wait till morning.

She wakes up to the doorbell ringing. Please just go away. She prays silently, still exhausted. She waits for them to leave but it rings again. Why couldn't Calvin get it? She looks at the clock, ten. Seriously she had slept that long? It rings a third time and she forces herself out of the warm cocoon of blankets.

She yanks a brush through her hair a few times and opens the door. It was Evan, the jerk from last night. "What do you want?" She snaps, surprised and annoyed. He smiles lazily down at her.

"Nice to see too Marisia, may I come in?"

"Why are you here, and why would I let you in?"

"I thought you'd like answers. Haydn didn't tell you anything right?"

"No, he didn't. And no I don't want anything from you."

"Really, you're not curious at all? " He raises an eyebrow skeptically, which makes her even more irritated, she could never figure out how to do that.

"My life is none of your business." He shakes his head and his smile widens.

"That's where you're wrong; if you could remember me you'd feel differently."

"I doubt that." She begins to slam the door in his face but he puts his foot in the door, she stares down at it in disbelief.

"You know I was serious about stabbing you last night, and I'd still do it now."

"Oh I believe you. But if you remembered me, you wouldn't ever think about it." He sounds completely sure of himself. What was Haydn hiding from her? Hey, if she got killed it'd be his fault right? Knowing she'll regret it later, she lets him push the door open.

"So make me remember." She replies hands on hips. He takes this as an invitation and walks right in. He stretches himself out on the couch and she sits across from him.

"Did you ask Haydn about me?" She thinks back and frowns, she can't seem to remember.

"I-I don't know," She says furious at herself for faltering in front of him. "I woke up and it seemed like I was missing pieces of my memory."

"Hmmm, it seems like Haydn's up to his tricks again."

"What's that supposed to mean? "She demands.

"He's been messing with your mind, taking memories, events, anything he doesn't want you to remember away from you, again." She stares at him stunned.

"What? Seriously, how could you know, and again?"

"He and I happen to have the same talents. And I can tell right now he's got a lock around your mind, a very impressive one too. He does this sometimes, he hates conflict and this is his way of avoiding it."

"I thought he said this thing was like one in a billion."

"Well I just so happen to be in that point one percent." He says with a grin.

"Can you take it off? This lock thing?"

"Maybe," Evan says frowning slightly. "It's going to be very difficult to remove. It might even hurt you, unless he's the one to take it off, and we both know that will never happen. Perhaps you should just leave it on."

"No!" She says indignantly. "It's my mind, my memories he has no right to mess with them!" She takes a deep breath, calming herself down. "Why would he do this?"

"Oh the usual reason I suspect. Jealousy."

"Haydn jealous? Seriously, of my best friend and you." She scoffs. Evan scowls his expression dark.

"Yes of me. And I'm surprised what's- his- name doesn't remember, Haydn must have messed with him too."

"Ugh, I can't stand that jerk!" Evan looks at her oddly.

"Then why are you dating him?"

"We're not dating-dating, apparently we're soul mates." She rolls her eyes.

"You don't sound very convinced." He says once again arching a brow.

"It's just a lot dropped on me at once. And it's really none of your business." She wonders why the heck she's telling him all this. He puts his hands up.

"Okay, okay chill, sorry."

"Now, how do you pick this lock in my head?"

"Well, like I said it's a very complicated one, and he practically imbedded it into your brain."

"Meaning?" She prods.

"Meaning," Evan says sighing. "That it's going to hurt like crazy and you're not going to like how I have to take it off."

"How?" She asks with growing trepidation.

"Well, minds are best connected if I-well if I'm biting you."

"Whoa, that's so not going to happen!" Marisia exclaims jumping up. He shrugs.

"Easiest way, actually only way, even if it was Haydn taking it off most likely. And I bet that's exactly why he put it on like this."

"There's got to be another way! That jerk!" Evan appears to be repressing a laugh.

"Sorry, no. I knew you'd act like this, but really if you want your memories back, it's the only way."

"I'll figure something else out, last time a vamp bit me he went completely nuts and tried to make me a vampire!"

"Haydn tried to turn you?" Aaron asks, sounding surprised. "It really must be the last time."

"The last time for what?" She snaps.

"Nothing, never mind." He says hastily. Marisia eyes him warily but decides to ignore the comment for now.

"How do I know you won't try the same thing?"

"You don't. You'll just have to take my word for it that I won't." He looks at her suddenly serious. She stares into his startling blue-green eyes, scrutinizing, but he appears completely truthful. Which doesn't say much; vampires were generally experts at lying.

"I can't do that Evan, even if I supposedly do know you, I can't remember it. Everything you're saying could be a lie. You could even be the person trying to kill me for all I know."

"Someone's still trying to kill you?" Evan asks, frowning.

"Yes, that's why Haydn's so freaked."

"Can't you see who it is?"

"No, that's the problem. I thought I had dreamt a memory of it a few nights ago, and I told Haydn. He seemed to know who it was, but then he pretended like it was nothing, said it wasn't possible, that she was dead, but I didn't believe him. That's why I was with him there last night, I followed him."

"You followed him." He says with a small smile.

"Yes, I did. I don't like being lied to."

"Who did he say it was?"

"He said her name was Annabelle."

"Annabelle?" All traces of amusement wipe off his face, leaving it hard and expressionless.

"Yes, why? He said she's been dead for like a hundred years."

"I wouldn't put it past her to fake that. You can't remember who keeps killing you, whatsoever?"

"No, Haydn wouldn't make me forget that would he?"

"No, it must be whoever's doing this, it's happened every time."

"So I have another lock in my head? Can you get this one off too?"

"That's the thing, I can't see one. It must be really deep in there. Taking it off would probably kill you, unless whoever put it in there removes it."

"No chance at all?"

"Like I said it would kill you. The other one would really hurt you to take it off, but I could if you'd just trust me."

"I just don't know if I could trust you to do that."

"You can, I promise. I'm not suicidal enough to make you mad." She wanted to trust him, wanted her memories back. But was it really worth the risk? He could do anything he wanted. But he seemed sincere. Which meant nothing. God, why did Haydn have to get her into such messes all the time?

"Fine," She responds taking a deep breath. "Fine, just get it over with." Her answer seems to surprise him.

"Seriously?"

"Yes, seriously," She snaps. "How long will this take?"

"No more than five minutes."

"The lock can't be that difficult, if it only takes five minutes."

"Usually it takes seconds, no more than a minute."

"Uh huh okay." She was beginning to freak, five minutes, she was seriously letting a vampire bite her for five minutes. Was she completely crazy?

"You have to come over here." He says with a small smile sitting up.

"Okay." She refuses to let her voice shake. If anything happened to her, it would be Haydn's fault. She walks over to the couch and perches on the edge.

"Ready?" He asks softly. "This will hurt, probably a lot, but I'll try to finish as quickly as possible."

"Just get it over with." She closes her eyes and feels him shift on the couch; his hot breath is on her neck. Then without another word, he bites down, hard, much harder than Haydn. She feels it as he tries to enter her mind, but the wall Haydn had her put up holds strong. His mouth leaves her throat.

"You have to let me in Marisia," He says breathlessly. "If you don't, I can't fix it."

"Fine," She pictures the wall encasing her mind and then makes it crumble to a pile of rubble, brick by brick. "Done." Evan leans back down and he fills her mind. She feels him straining hard against something and then her head is full of excruciating pain, it feels like it's it exploding into a million tiny pieces.

Stop it! Please! She begs him gasping mentally.

Shhh, its okay. I'll be done soon.

No, please. I don't need to remember. Just stop!

I can't, you'll be fine. He won't speak anymore. It feels like her head is being ripped apart agonizingly slow, then it stops. Well not stops, but lessens as her memories are pulled free from their confinement. She could remember last night, confronting Haydn, going back to his hotel, getting her memories back, and then him taking them away before driving her home and putting her in her room.

Evan pulls back after sealing the wound. Her head is still pounding, plus now she's light headed and realizes he has been supporting her. She scootches away from him and almost topples over, but manages to prop herself up on the couch.

"How do you feel?" He asks eyeing her warily.

"I really don't know. I have the worst headache imaginable, and I'm so going to kill Haydn."

"So you remember it all?"

"Yes, Haydn gave them back to me last night, but he didn't like how I reacted, plus I figured something out."

"And that would be?"

"He took Calvin's entire memory of his past lives, everything. Can you give him his back too?"

"I don't know that might be really hard. Calvin would never let me bite him would he?"

"No, way. I don't think it would work that way with him either."

"Why not?"

"He's half vampire." This seems to really take him by surprise.

"Really? That's never happened before. I couldn't take it off him then. Only Haydn could remove it."

"That's freaking great."

"So you remember me then?"

"Yes, I do." She says hoping he'll leave it at that. Unfortunately not.

"You're not scared of me?"

"Actually I really want to take out my stake, but you just helped me out so I won't for now." He laughs.

"Thanks, I think."

"You're welcome, and thanks."

"You're welcome too; I guess I'll be leaving then."

"Yeah, umm bye."

"Bye." He says with a wink before disappearing through the door. She stumbles back to her room and yanks out her cell.

"What now?" Haydn asks crossly as he answers the phone.

"You're so dead."

"Why?"

"You know why! You messed with my mind again." He doesn't even deny it.

"How did you figure it out?"

"Evan." Haydn swears loudly.

"You let him in your house, you let him bite you?" His voice is shaking with fury.

"Yes I did, I knew something was wrong and I knew you would never tell me. What else was I supposed to do?" She shouts right back.

"Not that! Do you know how dangerous he is?"

"Not any more than you!"

"I'm nothing compared to him! He could have killed you!"

"I wouldn't have had to if you had just told me the truth to begin with!"

"I couldn't!"

"Yes you could, you were just jealous like I said last night. You took Calvin's too!"

"I was trying to protect you!"

"Yeah right from what? You were jealous plain and simple, and you refuse to admit it."

"I thought it would be too much for you, it has been in the past."

"And in the past you've also messed with my mind." Haydn swears again.

"Evan!"

"Yes, Evan, at least he's truthful. Don't you dare do that again; in fact don't you dare talk to me again. Give Calvin back his memories and then never see or talk to me again."

"Marisia." His voice is desperate, pleading.

"No, I'm through with you. Come over at four to fix this and then stay out of my life." She hangs up and then throws her phone at the wall, where it shatters into several pieces. Great now she needed a new phone.

She flops back down on her bed. Why did her life suck so much? Why couldn't she be a normal girl who went shopping with her friends and worried about the upcoming math test? No she had been raised as a vampire hunter, her best friend was a half vampire and she'd been reincarnated and stuck with a jerk for a soul mate. Why her? Why could someone else have this sucky life? She drifts into a fitful sleep and wakes to the sound of the door slamming.

"Marisia? "Calvin calls.

"What?" She answers groggily. He appears in her doorway, grinning.

"And how was your day sleeping beauty?"

"Horrible." She responds with a groan rolling over.

"What happened?" He asks, serious.

"Too tired to explain. Haydn will be here in half an hour."

"Why?"

"You'll find out."

"No tell me now."

"He's going to fix your head."

"Fix my head?" Calvin says with a confused look.

"Yes, your head. He took your memories."

"Why?"

"Jealous, even though he won't admit it."

"Did he mess with your mind too?"

"Yeah, partially why I'm so tired."

"Did he fix it?"

"Not exactly."

"He didn't?"

"Umm no."

"Who then?" He asks voice hard.

"This guy Evan."

"Evan? Who is he?" Oh crap. He didn't know she'd left last night; this wasn't going to go well.

"I kind of met him last night at a place I followed Haydn to."

"And you didn't tell me why?" His voice is cold, but she can tell he's about to explode, there's a fire in his normally calm blue eyes.

"I knew how you'd react. I'm fine Calvin." She insists beginning to be annoyed.

"Uh-huh okay. Why don't you get up then?"

"Because I'm freaking tired!"

"You've been asleep all day! If you want to me to believe you, come here now." His voice is furious, expression stormy.

"Fine." Marisia says indignantly, getting up. She stumbles, still a little dizzy and he frowns.

"You really don't seem alright to me."

"I don't know, maybe I'm getting sick or something."

"You've never been sick a day in your life," He scoffs. "I think it's this." He yanks down the collar of her sweatshirt revealing the barely visible twin pink dots on the side of her neck.

"That's nothing Calvin! He barely did a thing!" She shouts back, outraged ripping her shirt from his grip.

"Did he say that was how to get your memories back?" His voice is suddenly deathly quiet.

"Yes! And it worked to! It didn't hurt me at all, and Haydn's coming to fix yours and then I'm done with all this crap."

"I don't think you can just ignore this, leave it all. Someone's coming to kill you in less than three weeks and even though I can't believe I'm saying this, we need him."

"Nope I'm forgetting all of it. Maybe if I don't see Haydn again they'll forget about me."

"You honestly believe that?"

"Yes I do, now get out!" She shoves him out and pushes the door shut behind his surprised face. She slumps to the ground against the door, fighting off tears. Why was her life so messed up? She hears the faint ring of the doorbell. Great, Haydn was here.

Their muffled voices travel closer until she can hear them right outside her door. "Marisia," Haydn says voice soft. "Please come out."

"No. Just fix Calvin and get out of my life." She makes her voice hard and cold. There's a pause and she can almost picture him hesitating.

"Okay, if that's what you really want. But I wish you'd let me explain, you don't understand." God, he was treating her like a child.

"Yes, that's what I really want, and I already know why you did it. Contrary to your belief I'm not an idiot." He sighs.

"I don't think you're an idiot Marisia, you're only acting like one." Oh he was so going to get it. She jumps up and rips the door open into Haydn's sardonically grinning face.

"I knew that would work, you can't bear to ignore someone treating you like that."

"Where's Calvin?"

"Living room. He agreed to let me talk to you before I fix him."

"He did? Well then you're both dead." She knows Calvin can hear her.

"You know if you keep saying that, the threat loses meaning."

"Not if I go through with it." She pulls her always ready stake out and places it over his heart. He shakes his head, not even looking at it.

"We've been here before Marisia, and I don't think it will end any differently."

"I stabbed you last night, remember?"

"Well, yes you did, you didn't kill me though."

"A mistake I won't make twice."

"Don't you think this is getting rather monotonous? Can we please just talk minute?" She stares up into his green eyes and wishes she hadn't, he had that mind trick and eye contact was the key. She finds herself dropping the stake before robotically shutting the door behind him and sitting on her bed.

"Good." He says smiling as he sits quietly beside her. She sits there unable to move, only succeeding in glaring over at him.

"You wouldn't listen," He says with a shrug. She just glares, and satisfyingly, he's the one to look away. "Oh right, you can't talk." He looks back at her and her voice comes free.

"You jerk! Let me go, just fix Calvin and leave. My life preferably. "

"I only want to explain."

"You're jealous, plain and simple. There's nothing to explain."

"No, you don't remember the whole story, and this part even Evan wouldn't let free for you to see."

"What?" The word was meant to be a snap, but came out a whisper.

"Like I said, you haven't handled all of your memories so well before." He seems to want to leave it at that, no chance.

"Didn't take it well how?" He sighs, admitting defeat.

"Twice maybe three times, when you started remembering, you well lost it."

"Lost it?"

"Started ranting about vampires and reincarnation, people thought you were nuts. Locked you up, until you were found and killed."

"What could I remember that would make me do that?"

"I think that was before whoever it was got smart and blocked you from seeing who they were, and your deaths. And you couldn't handle you know me, Evan."

"So it was your fault!"

"I didn't know it would happen! It was only a few times, but I didn't want it to happen again. We don't have time for that."

"Fine I can see why I don't need to see that. But we could have avoided this whole ordeal if you'd have just told me the truth."

"I-I know that. I don't know what I was thinking. Believe me; I can't forgive myself for that."

"From now on, the truth okay? No more lies between either of us; it just messes things up and wastes time." He seems hesitant to reply.

"Alright, the truth."

"You have to promise." He rolls his eyes.

"Fine I promise."

"No show me your hands; I don't want you crossing your fingers."

"Seriously Marisia? What are we twelve?"

"Just do it." He gives an exasperated sigh, but relents and puts his hands in the air.

"There, happy? I promise I will never lie to you okay?"

"Yes, now can you please unfreeze me?" He gazes into her eyes again and suddenly she can move, but all her limbs have fallen completely asleep and she tumbles off the bed. Haydn catches her and she lands gently in his arms. She bolts upright and shoves him away, leaving him looking bewildered.

"Great, now go fix Calvin." She forces herself to stand up, her legs still have that pins and needles feeling.

"I will." His voice is a whisper on the wind, he's already gone. She slumps back on her bed, exhausted. Suddenly a scream emanates from the living room. She rushes in to find Calvin lying on the couch moaning and Haydn looking down at him coolly.

"What did you do?" Marisia cries hurrying to Calvin's side.

"What you asked me to do." Haydn's voice is emotionless.

"I didn't ask you to kill him!" Calvin looks like a corpse, but thankfully she sees his chest slowly rise.

"I didn't, it was too much for him at once."

"And you knew it!" He shrugs.

"Yes I did, you didn't ask what effect it would have on him."

"I shouldn't have had too!" He was doing another swift mood change, and it still terrified her, he was so unpredictable like this.

"Well you didn't. He'll be fine, possibly insane but otherwise perfectly fine."

"You jerk!" She stands up and before he can he stop her, she slaps him. Hard, with all her strength. So hard his head whips back and when he faces her again his eyes are blazing and his fangs protrude from his snarling mouth.

"Don't ever do that again." His voice is quiet, but full of menace.

"Like you'd stop me." Oh, she shouldn't have said that.

"Oh I can and I will," Before she has time to react, he pulls her into a lethal embrace and his mouth presses against her neck. "You're mine." He whispers, and then he sinks his teeth into her.

She struggles, before going limp. It works, his hold loosens and she pushes him away. "Get out." She says just as quiet, leaning on the couch for support while holding her hand to her bleeding neck with the other. He looks at her bewildered, like he can't figure out what happened.

"Marisia? "He asks dazed. "I-where, what happened? Your hurt." He reaches a hand out to her but she stumbles back falling in the process.

"Haven't you done enough Haydn?"

"I honestly don't know what happened Marisia. It's like I blacked out. Here let me help you, please." He sounds so confused and hurt that she almost relents, but the monster could return any moment.

"No Haydn, just leave. You've caused enough damage already." He takes a step towards her and she pushes herself up, revealing her neck in the process. He freezes.

"Did I do that?" He whispers.

"Who else? Calvin? Because you've already taken care of him." She gestures towards the couch, where Calvin is sprawled unconscious.

"I-I what did I do?"

"You honestly don't remember?"

"I-no nothing, last thing I remember is getting in my car to come here."

"Well you obviously have been here awhile. Do you know what you did to Calvin?"

"No."

"You or whoever said you gave him his memories back like you were supposed to, but that there were side affects you hadn't bothered to mention to me, such as him going insane."

"That shouldn't happen, unless they were all given at once, but I would never . . ."

"You did, you said so before you know attacked me."

"You really must let me look at that."

"No, you've done enough damage. Just please fix Calvin and leave." She takes a step away from the couch and stumbles; he's by her side to steady her instantly. She shakes him off.

"Get off of me, I'm fine." He examines her worriedly.

"I really don't think you are."

"Well, if I'm not it's all your fault."

"I know, but please, did I bite you long?"

"No, I don't think so, like a minute. I didn't exactly time it."

"That's it? And Evan?"

"I don't know he said it took about five minutes but again I can't be sure. Why is this so important?"

"I just needed to make sure we hadn't taken too much from you, but you'll be fine, probably."

"Probably?"

"Just put a Band-Aid on it and take it easy for a while."

"And Calvin?"

"I don't know we'll have to wait for him to wake up to see how bad he is."

"How bad he is? So he's not going to be all right?"

"I don't think so Marisia. I'll do what I can, but there's going to be some damage." As if on cue Calvin jolts awake gasping. He looks around eyes wild before they lock on Marisia's.

"Anna?" He asks. "What's going on?"

"Calvin, it's me Marisia I'm not Anna. Are you okay?" She questions crouching on the floor beside him on the couch.

"What, who's Marisia, who's Calvin? What's he doing here?" He glares over to Haydn, and Haydn glares right back.

"Haydn, fix him!"

"Fine."

"Where are we Courtney? I don't understand."

"Courtney? No Calvin. Haydn!"

"What do you exactly want me to do?"

"Do whatever you need to fix him, but don't take it all away, give his memories back gradually like you said."

"My memories what do you mean Rachel?"

"Nothing, just calm down he'll fix this."

"Look at me you idiot."

"Just look at him, it will be better then."

"I-I don't understand."

"You don't have to understand just do it."

"Do it you'll be fine."

"Alright I trust you." He says warily, but he looks straight into Haydn's eyes and his own soon close and he slumps onto the couch.

"Okay, what the heck?"

"He was remembering too much at once, the lives all mixed together confusing him, I took a lot of it away, so it's more manageable."

"So he'll be okay?"

"Yeah."

"Great now leave." She shoves him towards the door.

"Alright I'm going, and I won't bother you anymore. If you need me you have my number." And with that he's gone. Marisia slaps a Band-Aid on her neck and stumbles to the chair across from Calvin and waits for him to wake up.

She dozes off and wakes up to Calvin shaking her.

"Marisia are you alright?"

"What? Yes I'm fine, but are you?"

"I think so. What just happened exactly?"

"What do you remember?" She asks slowly.

"Haydn was here right? And-and he did something and then I kind of blacked out."

"Yes, but do you remember anything?"

"Yes, I think so. It's so strange, it's like I remember all of these things like I was really there but they seem impossible."

"Yeah basically, but it's all true no matter how hard it is to believe."

"This is just too weird."

"I know." They sit there silently for a few moments and Marisia has no clue what to say next.

"Where's Haydn?" He says suddenly.

"Gone for good hopefully."

"He left?" Calvin sounds surprised.

"Yes he left," She snaps. "Sorry, it's just been a stressful day."

"It's alright. So what do we do now?"

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing, if I leave him alone and he does the same maybe this will all just go away."

"I doubt that, but I don't want to argue with you anymore."

"Neither do I, we'll just see what happens."