I woke in a room tied to a chair shirtless. I looked down to see the wound on my chest was gone leaving only a nasty scar. The room around me was like an old prison cell, like a dungeon without a window.

I soon spotted Tim in the corner hunched over and asleep. "Tim!" he shot awake pointing a previously unseen gun at me his face full of rage before realizing it was me. His face softened into a blank stare and he sighed lowering the gun. "Sorry…it's been a long night."

"W-where are we? How long have we been here?"

"My home, 3 or 4 hours. How do you feel?"

"Fine I guess." He stood and walked over. "Why am I tied up?"

"Slender doesn't want you escaping to feed off a human."

"Feed? Off a human? What are you talking about?"

"What's the last thing you remember before you woke up here?" I thought back and almost instantly I was back in the ticket booth and I turned around only to get stabbed again! I relived the entire thing and gasped awake when Jeff punched me. "What was that!? Was what real!?"

"Yes, it's called referencing. Dumb name I know but that's what your kind call it."

"My…kind? Is this about the vampire thing? She was just joking around I mean there's no such thing as vampires, right?" Tim didn't answer as he walked behind me. "Right!?" again he didn't answer, and he walked back front of me a knife in hand. "T-Tim…?"

"Vampires do exist, and I don't know how but Clockwork turned you into one, but don't worry…I'll fix this. He sat in my lap and hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry…I should've told you everything sooner…the second you got out of the hospital. I swear to you I'll fix this." His voice was shaking, and I felt my arms drop as he removed my restraints. He leaned back, and I could see tears in his eyes though he refused to let them roll down his cheeks. "I promise I'll fix this…but till then…you only feed off me."

"Feed what!? No!" He took the knife and made a small cut in the crook of his neck and instantly the smell of his blood filled my nose and my mouth began to water. He leaned forward resting his head on my shoulder and I turned away refusing him. "Do it Toby, you'll die if you don't…"

"I-I can't."

"You won't be able to see your mother again if you don't."

"No!"

"You won't be able to avenge Olivia."

"I didn't love her."

"Don't bullshit you cared about her. DO IT!" Tim never raised his voice around me...not like that…it made me jump so bad I ended up complying with his orders and bit into his neck. He screamed in pain but the second the flavor of his blood reached my tongue I couldn't stop myself. I was drinking what felt like gallons of his blood, but his muscles didn't relax, and he didn't weaken. At one point the blood flow started to slow and I wrapped my arms around him squeezing him like a juice pouch, but he just gripped my shoulders grimacing giving slight whimpers of pain. I was so unable to control myself I could hear and feel his ribs cracking under the pressure of me squeezing. "T-Toby! Stop!" I ripped my fangs from his shoulder and let my arms drop.

Tim leaned back lifting his shirt his torso covered in bruising and deformed from the broken ribs but soon the bruising faded, and cracking came from under his skin as his ribs reformed. "y-you…you're…not human…"

"No…" he said out of breath. I haven't been human since 1998."

"You've never been human?" he let out a tired chuckle. "No, I was human from 1977 till then."

"So…you're not 21?"

"Yes, I am it's just that's when I stopped aging but if you want to get technical about it no I'm about twice that. I stopped caring about age after I became immortal. No point. It really is just a number after a while." I pulled him into a hug. "That actually makes me feel better."

"What?"

"Can't kill you I really thought I was going to for a while there." He shook his head hugging me back silently. "We can't tell my mom…" he leaned back looking at me strangely. "Why?"

"I don't want her to be scared of me."

"What about your dad? If he doesn't know…you hunger isn't just survival thing in that you need it to feed to live but if you feel you're in danger or get to angry the blood will rush to you muscles making you stronger and better defended making you very hungry."

"So…if he pisses me off…?"

"You could end up killing him…in front of your mother." I swallowed hard. "Take me home…I got a plan."

The next night Tim told me that if I came back like nothing had happened people would think I killed Olivia so Brian, who he always called Hoodie for some odd reason, got an old shitty car. I wasn't sure what it was for until they tied me up putting on ski masks and tossed me in the back of the car blind folded and we drove to my home. "I still can't believe you guys live in a mansion. You've been holding out on me."

"It's not as great as you imagine. It's just another house. Now you remember the plan?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I don't remember anything or anyone except that Olivia is…you know."

"Be happy to see us when you do and refuse to eat anything if they insist on making you take any medicine fake it."

"What about IV's?"

"Those are fine your body will just crush anything like that into extinction as long as nothing goes into your stomach because if you eat anything you'll vomit it back up and it will be covered in blood."

"Which would make the doctors freak."

"Exactly."

"Can I at least drink water?"

"Yeah that's fine even tap water has such little shit in it, it won't affect you."

"Well I hope it doesn't have any shit in it!"

"Don't worry it would have any effect on you since you're already full of it."

"Rude!"

"Yeah now shut it we're almost there." Brian soon pulled up to my house and him and Tim pulled me out of the car sitting me on the front steps before leaving and once I couldn't hear the car anymore I began banging my head on the front door. It only took about three knocks before the door opened and I fell inside.

My blind fold was ripped off and my mother's tear stained face filled my vision. "Toby! Oh god Toby!" she pulled me into a hug and I realized how hard this would be. I could smell the blood inside her veins, I could hear her heart beating and my mouth began to water. I swallowed hard leaning my head back. "Can you take my bonds off please?"

"Oh god right." She freed my hands and feet and I hugged her tightly. "Toby you're gonna kill me if you hug me that tight."

"S-sorry!" I said loosening but not letting go. "I thought they'd kill you too…"

"No…they didn't actually need us they only...killed…Olivia cause she tried to run."

"Do you know who did this? Who did this to you!?" I shook my head. "I only remember bits and pieces. Actually, all I remember is them doing what they did to Olivia and then showing up here with them tell me I was useless to them." I yawned realizing I hadn't slept at all I'd just been asking Tim a bunch of questions while he taught me to be human. "What time is it?" I looked at the clock almost 9, despite how early it was it was fairly dark outside

"Jeez…I honestly don't think I slept once while I was there…where ever they were holding me." My mom gave me a worried but happy smile and helped me to my feet and walked me over to the couch where we continued to hug. "I missed you so much mom."

"I missed you too, I was so scared I'd lost you…"

"Never." There was a knock at the door and my brow furrowed. "Who could that be?"

"Oh, that's probably Tim and Brian they've been spending their time at the police station." Oh, right I'm supposed to be excited to see them. My mother stood walking over to the door while I faked weakness but stood using the couch for support. Tim and Brian came in sad looks on their faces until they spotted me. "Toby!"

"Tim! Brian!" they pulled me into a big tight hug. "I knew you wouldn't be lost for long ya li'l sucker!"

"Yeah you'd be bored without me!" we chatted excitedly as my mom decided to attach herself to me as we sat on the couch when good ol' dad stumbled in drunkenly a half empty beer bottle in hand. "What is with all the noise?" He growled, and I sighed removing my mother's arms from around me. "Ya know what dad? I'm getting really tired of your bullshit."

"Excuse me?" he asked not liking how much I smiled when I said that. "Yeah, I think you need to leave. Like now."

"What'd you say you little punk!?" he said grabbing me by the collar. "Little?" I asked grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand from my collar. He was so drunk I could've flicked it away.

I stood towering over him and ruffling his hair. "You're so adorable, I used to be scared of you, scared of what you would do to mom if I stepped outta line, but now I realize you're like black licorice. Only masochists like you."

"Toby…" Tim's voice was warning me, but I wasn't angry if fact I was ecstatic. I just waved his word away and stepped closer to my father. "Honestly, I could kick your ass up and down this street, but I don't want to have to do that so why don't you leave? The car is under mom's name and I know where the keys are, so you'll have to walk and public drinking outside of bar is illegal, so you'll have to-." I caught his punch with ease whereas normally, when I was human I mean, I struggled to dodge them but now I just pushed his arm back down trying not to beat his face in. "I really don't want to have to hurt you. Please don't make me." He growled throwing another punch and I dodged finding Tim by my side. "Don't you dare?" Tim said catching the next punch. "I've done a lot of shit for this kid and I am not let you screw it up!" Tim lifted his fist which I grabbed. "Stop." I said in a knowing voice. "You do it its assault. I do it its self-defense." I ducked my head down and wrapped my arm around my father's stomach lifting him on my shoulder. "You are surprisingly light." I carried my father out the door and set him down a few yards from the front door. "Turn and walk-." He answered by punching me in the face. I nodded. "Alright." I gave him a punch to the face causing him to spin and I grabbed him stabling him before shoving him down the drive way. I turned and walked into the house locking the door. "Don't go out there without me ma."