The Last Day

I walked into first period physically but not mentally. Today my mind was everywhere and I couldn't concentrate on anything school related. My seat in first period was in the third row fourth seat. I sat down and I got out my folder for that class, which was English.
Ever since the bell rang, the day went on so slow, it was like a slug. Minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like days...until I got to lunch though. I walked in there to see Ashley. She was at our table talking to one of the people there. I didn't see who though because Tristian came up to me suddenly and started talking to me. In my mind I had no intention of rejecting him. He had been my friend at one time.
We both walked over into the cafeteria line and today's lunch was Spaghetti. Oh gross! To me spaghetti looked like worms in dirt. By the way I didn't feel like eating much today, so I grabbed an ice cream Twix Bar and walked out of the lunch line. I walked over to the place where you get your silverware and waited for Tristian to get what he wanted to eat for the day. He got the main meal followed by green beans, pears, and chocolate milk.
"Geez, you eat allot." He smiled and shrugged at my response.
"I'm a man! We men need to eat and besides it satisfies my appetite." I smiled at his response while he was giving hand gestures with one of his hands. I admit it Tristian is kinda funny. Come to think of it I think that he was trying to get my mind off of yesterday. A scene of Chris being a wolf flashed into my mind just then. Tristian seemed to notice this and stop. He had a concerned look on his face.
"Are you all right Vanessa?" As soon as he said this I knew what I was showing. I looked down for a second so that my hair would cover my face to that he wouldn't see my eyes. They were tearing up from that awful scene.
"I'm fine Tristian. Don't worry about me." I looked back up at me and gave a big smile. Both of us walked over to my table and he sat down with us. We had no assigned tables but we have our own places in the cafeteria. So we all ate our lunch and I ate my ice cream. For once today I felt happy with everyone laughing and having a good time even when times were tough for me.
After lunch the day flew by fast and before I knew it I was walking out of the building with a big grin on my face. The sky, though, was not. The clouds that lurked above me were dark and gloomy and before I noticed it started raining. I didn't acknowledge this at the time and I just kept walking and soon that grin slowly disappeared off of my face. My pace was steady until I came to the forest only to see Dimitri. He was leaning on a tree with his arms crossed, or at least I could tell. His back was facing me and he too looked as gloomy as the weather around us.
I felt bad for him and I walked over to him. There really was no reason why I was doing this, well except that he bandaged me up the other day. I was about two feet away when he noticed me and turned around to face me. His eyes had that lonely look to them and there was a tint of anger in them also. I felt pain in my stomach as I looked into his eyes.
"Hey Dimitri, are you OK?" I asked with some sympathy in it. Those were the only words I could say right now.
"I am all right. How is your arm?" I noticed and I touched my arm only to feel a dull pain rise in my arm. Even though the dull pain there was some of my blood that was coming through the bandages.
"Eh, average, it still hurts though." The face of thought appeared on his face just then and he extended his hand out to me. I walked over with not really realizing what was going to happen. I asked him what was going to happen. That was when he grabbed my left arm and started taking off the bandages. There were four deep cuts on my left arm and two of them started to bleed. Then he bit his own wrist only to draw blood.
"Drink this." He still held onto my left arm and was extending his right arm out to me just in case I took the blood that was being offered to me.
"Are you crazy? How is this going to help with anything and besides I don't drink blood." The pain in my arm started to grow larger and before I knew it I started to wince at it.
"I guess that I will have to do this then." Dimitri put his wrist into his mouth and was drinking the blood himself. Before I knew it he held me close and kissed me with the blood still in his mouth. By now it was pouring and we were both soaked but I don't think that neither of us cared at the moment. I was still processing what was happening. The strange thing about this was that I didn't really know this guy but yet I felt like I did.
Being me and I all I started struggling to break free from his grip while he was still kissing me and delivering the blood. I did this until a thought popped into my mind. This has happened before. I remember a image of both me and him kissing, but how? I felt blood start to go down my chin now and I didn't have the strength for him to stop.
When he finally released me I pushed him and screamed at him and made a run for it. Before I did thought I looked back to see shock and sadness on his face. Later I arrived at my house drenched in water.
Chris and his guy friends were there and by the look of it; they were watching TV. All of them greeted me except for Chris. Well if just waving is good than yeah everyone but Chris. He gave me his unemotional look. This was when I got a great idea.
"You know Chris, I forgive you for what you did." My forgiveness was ignored by looking back at the television.
"What?" He looked back at me and anger filled his eyes when he said it.
"There's something red on your lips." He stood up and walked over to me and put his finger on my lips taking some of the blood off of my lip. For some odd reason he didn't show any change in emotion. This was when I lost it; to the point of smacking his hand away.
"What the heck Chris! I just forgave you for attacking me and you just throw it out of the window by not saying anything and questioning me about something that is on my lip." That my friend was when he snapped and trust me it was not pretty what was going to happen next.