I don't know why I passed out. But I did, and now I have no idea where I am. I opened my eyes to find sheer darkness. I tried to move, but I soon realized I was put in a body bag. I started to scream and struggle with in the bag. Then I felt myself being moved, and then the zipper opened to revile Trent staring at me. "Told you I would wait for you." He said. I sat up, and I was still shaking. Then I turned to him.

"You ass. You left me in a body bag?" I yelled at him.

"Ass? Well I was going to get you out but…" he trailed off pushing me down and closing the bag.

"TRENT. THIS ISN'T FUNNY. TRENT!!!!" I screamed until he opened it again.

"Ok, sorry. Let's go. We still have stuff to do. Every second counts." He said picking me up and letting me down. He removed the body bag and put it in some drawer. Then he picked up another body bag off the table behind him, and placed it in the cabinet thing I was in.

"Won't they notice that's not me?" I asked. He shook his head and closed the drawer.

"2 victims, one claimed one not. That's all they know. The one claimed is you. Someone has to claim her and no one will…" I cut him off.

"Her? 2 victims?" I locked eyes with the drawer he closed. I threw it open and unzipped the bag. Inside was Kelly. Her face covered in blood, her hair soaked in it. I covered my mouth and began to cry.

"I am sorry Gwen. We never meant for her to get hurt. It just happened." He said closing the bag. "Trust me, it is best this way. It would have been better if you never knew." I punched him screaming he killed my best friend. I was full of anger, and hate. More than ever. Kelly wanted to help me. She came with me to make me happy. Now she died. I deserve to die, not her. Why, couldn't it be me?

"Gwen, we need to go. I'll explain later. Trust me we never intended for this to happen to her." He reassured. I punched his chest 3 more times, and then I collapsed into him. He wrapped his arms around me, rocking me back and forth. "It's ok. I know you're hurt. You have every right to feel this way." He held me for a good 10 minutes before someone came down.

"Trent? What are you doing here? You were supposed to leave 15 minutes ago." Came a male voice from behind us. I lifted my head to see a man standing there. He was tale, tan, and had brown hair. He looked like a doctor.

"I apologize Steve but my wife just needs a few more minutes." Trent said not taking his eyes off me.

"I understand losing someone is hard, but you need to go, and hide her, before someone see's her." Steve said walking past us to file cabinets.

"Gwen, we need to go now." He said. He wrapped his arm around my waist and led me out. I looked back and I saw Steve open Kelly's draw, and I got my last glimpse of my best friend. I silently said good bye, and apologized for the mess I got her into.

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Trent opened the door and let me in. I stood in the middle of the house. I didn't know what to do. I left my life behind. My family, my home, my friends….. Kelly. She's dead because of me. I can't believe she's gone.

Trent came and hugged me again. "I know how you feel. I also had to watch all my friends and family die before me. But I am doing you a favor by not letting you see them ever again. It's better this way for all of them, trust me." He said holding me. I pushed him off me and walked to the bedroom, and he followed me. I curled up in the sheets, and cried some more. "Are you hungry?" he asked. I shook my head. "I'll order you some clothes. Why don't you take a shower, or a bath." He suggested. I got up and walked to the bathroom.

Warm showers always soothe me. I let the hot shower water run over myself. I can't believe Kelly's gone.

After the shower I walked out in a bathrobe, and realized I didn't have any clothes. Trent gave me a bag full of clothes. "I went shopping while you were out. I hope you like what I picked out." He said leaving the room to let me change. Inside the bag were 10 shirts, 5 pairs of pants, and 5 skirts of different lengths. Inside were also undergarments for me. I got fully dressed and walked into the well lit living room. This house has few lights, but loads of windows. All the light here is natural, and is beautiful. He turned slightly when he saw me. The he turned the whole way and in his arms was a tinny puggle (a cross bread of a pug and a beagle). It was so cute, and had a red ribbon tied on it neck. The pup wagged its tale and barked at me. My eyes lit up at the sight.

Trent put the dog to the floor and it ran to me. I pet the tiny dog as it licked my hands. "I thought you might miss your cat. I would have gotten a cat, but I'm allergic." Trent said kneeling down and petting our new furry friend. "What are you going to name him?" he asked.

"Well now that I know it's a him. I'll call him…..Rex." I said as he barked in response. He is so cute, and cuddly, he made me very happy.

"Gwen, come with me." Trent said getting up. I got up and followed him. He led me to a huge box on the floor. He opened it and I looked inside. It was full of wigs. Wigs ranging in color and style. "Pick one. You need it when going outside for at least 2-3 months." He said. I spent the next 30 minutes trying on wigs, and rating them. I picked a blonde one, piecey hair cut, and black lowlights. The wig made me look completely different.

"Nice choice. Now let's go. We are going to the council to get your paper work, You can also meet other vampires and their wives while we wait." He said. I am afraid of meeting other vampires. I mean Trent is really nice, but what about other vampires? Are they all the same? What if they try to kill me? All I have to do is wait and find out.