I stepped out of his room slowly. I shouldn't have told him to get away from me, or asked him why he didn't have the decency to just kill me. I wasn't completely frightened, but I had been pissed off that's why I told him to leave me alone. As to why I asked him if he couldn't have just killed me . . . I have no idea.
"Raven."
I turned to the familiar voice. It was the voice I'd heard in my head not long ago. There was a tall blonde with black eyes. Scorpius, but he wasn't alone. A girl maybe twenty-years old with auburn hair and blue eyes—Amelia, I think—and she was holding a little boy with blonde hair like his father and eyes like his mother.
"How—How did you get in here?"
"That's not important," Amelia said. "We need your help."
"Wait. Last I knew you were trying to kill me. What's changed?"
"We're going to destroy the Company. The people who would readily kill Sirius for what he is—" She must have noticed the slight confusion on my face. "He's half vampire."
"Oh."
"The Company also sent me to kill you. I will only kill humans for my family. You haven't harmed us."
"Well, I can't say I appreciate the talking in my head thing, but I'm game. Now we just have to convince—"
"I understand," Jagger said from behind me. "I don't like it but I understand."
"Good," said Scorpius.
I stared at Jagger as he strode past me, not even acknowledging me. It stung. Did he feel that way when I ignored him at Alexander's house?
Scorpius and Jagger were off talking to Mr. Maxwell
"He's mad at me," I said. "I shouldn't have said that to him."
"And what exactly happened?"
I jumped at the chance to talk to someone who wasn't a vampire. God, I missed Becky for this. I missed her for everything. I was missing everything. Mom, Dad, Billy-Boy, Becky, Matt, even Trevor. I missed Dullsville.
But I loved Jagger.
"Well, he was drunk because I just ignored him and cried to my ex-boyfriend Alexander. He bit me and when I woke up I told him to stay away from me and . . . and I asked him why he didn't just kill me. Now he hates me."
"Why would you ask him that? I can tell he loves you more than anything."
"I think . . . because I hate him for making me love him when I should hate him. I hate him for letting me just walk away from my family."
"Then go home."
"I— . . . What?"
I couldn't just go home, could I? I couldn't just leave . . . but I left everything else back home.
I felt a tug on my skirt and looked down at the little boy. "He'll follow you because he loves you!"
"Go home. You know you want to. I'm not saying stay there for your whole life, but go back until we can destroy the company."
What if this was a trick? A group of vampire haters or men in suits might be waiting to kill me.
"It's not a trick! I need you to watch Sirius! He's not safe being what he is!"
I blinked, shaking my head. I knew what I had to do. "Alright. I'll do it."
"I'll take you to the airport."
Sirius and I had just landed at the airport an hour away from Dullsville. All the stares I got were amusing. I was used to people staring. But I think the fact that a goth girl was walking through the airport with a seemingly normal little boy stumped them.
"Okay, Siri. Let me call someone and then I'll get you an ice cream."
"Okay!"
I dialed a number I thought I would never ever call, ignoring every alert for a missed call from Jagger.
"Hello?"
"Trevor?"
"Raven! Oh my god! Where the hell have you been? Everyone is freaking the fuck out!"
"Italy and then Romania, but I'm not there now."
"Wait-why are you calling me?"
"I'm in need of a favor." Once the words were out of my mouth I realized the mistake I had made. Surely Trevor would make me do something for him; something I wasn't entirely comfortable with. I was happily shocked by his solemn response.
"What do you need me to do?"
"Could you pick me up at the airport? And uhm, I have someone with me. So . . ."
"I'm leaving right now."
What the hell happened when I left?