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"Five months?" I questioned mom.

She nodded looking like she was going to cry again. Over the past two weeks she had been crying a lot. She had just told me I had been laying in this bed for five months. Apparently I didn't look at anyone or move at all.

"Your eyes were always staring off somewhere else and you never really slept. Sometimes I'd come in and your eyes would be closed but hardly ever." I couldn't believe it was that short of a time. To me it had felt so much longer.

Dr. Storm came in a few seconds later and had a smile on his face. "Melissa I have good news."

"She can go home?" Mom asked sounding hopeful.

"Yes. Now if she wants. Just come back in two weeks so we can check on your progress." Mom had the happiest smile.

I gave Dr. Storm a smile too so he didn't think there was something wrong. The truth was I didn't want to go home. I knew if I left this hospital everything around me would remind me of Jeremy. I had to be strong though for mom. I put on a smile and acted as if I couldn't wait to go home.

As we were driving home mom got a call. "Hello? What?! I can't Melissa.... Yes I know. Alright just a second." Mom turned to me with a worried face. "Mel there's something wrong at the store and they need me to come in. I'll only be gone a couple hours. You'll be fine at home alone right?" She asked.

I couldn't believe it.

She was already passing me up for work. Mom always did that. Put work before family or anything at that matter. She owned a large clothing company and made great money. I wanted to scream at her and tell her I didn't want her to go.

Instead I said "Mom I've been left at home alone before. Go on to work."

She smiled at me and patted my knee before she got back on the phone. When we reached the house she was still on the phone. She gave me the keys and a kiss then she was gone.

I walked very slowly around the house looking at everything. The last place I went was my room. When I opened the door I felt a terrible pain in my chest. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at my different room.

Originally my room had been light purple. In my old room you could have looked anywhere and scene something that had to do with Jeremy.

Now the walls were all different colors. The wall in the back was a dark tan color, the right wall a light orange, left wall a peach and the front wall was a light brown. My dresser that was now against the left wall was covered in pictures of the family. Not one of Jeremy.

My bed was placed on the back wall under the window. I had a new make-up table next to the door. Any kind and any color of make-up was arranged on it. The only thing not new was my mirrors. One was hanging over the make-up table and the other was a full length mirror in between my dresser and closet. I walked over to the closet and found a whole new wardrobe waiting for me.

Not a single thing in this room made me think of Jeremy. Thinking about that just made me cry harder.

I hated this room. Sure most people would want to forget the love of there life that died because of them but not me. I wanted to remember him. It hurt to forget so I had to remember. After crying at the door of my closet I got up and looked at my new clothes. I had never seen this many clothes other than at a clothing store. I loved the fact that I had a walk in closet but I had never had the clothes to fill it up.

I had made it to the colorful scarfs when I heard his voice behind me. "I like the new room."

I jerked around so fast I almost fell. Once I had my balance back I ran to Jeremy and jumped in to his arms.

"Whoa! Melissa don't do that!" Jeremy yelled pulling me off him and taking a step back.

I looked at him confused. Why can't I hug him?

He looked at me angry for a moment then his face softened. He took my hand and led me to the bed. "I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm sorry. It's just going to be different now. You have to tell me when your going to hug me like that or kiss me, alright?" He's voice was kind and soft now.

I nodded. "Can I ask why?"

"I figured you would. I really shouldn't tell you this but..." There was a long pause. I was about ready to scream I wanted to know what he was talking about so badly. "Well you see...I'm a...I became a...ugh! This is harder than I thought."

"Jeremy just spit it out! Your killing me!" I begged him to tell me. I have very little patience.

Jeremy hesitated for a minute then whisper something. I listened hard but missed it.

"What did you say?" I asked.

He sighed and repeated it. I still didn't hear him!.

"Gosh speak up, please. I didn't--."

"I'm a vampire!" Jeremy all but shouted at me.

My mouth fell open and I felt my eyes get big. No way, vampires aren't real. I was speechless at first then I got my voice back.

"Your joking right? Come on tell me the truth." I said with a little laugh.

"Mel this is the truth. I am a vampire. How do you think I'm here right now?" He wasn't kidding? What? "I died, baby. It turns out my doctor is a vampire too. He changed me and he's been teaching me what I need to know. I shouldn't be here telling you this it's to dangerous for you but I can't stay away from you. I love you Melissa."

A doctor is a vampire? Ha, yeah right! "Jeremy vampire's aren't real. Really how are you here?"