[Johnny POV]

Well,dad is dead. I'm not sure if I should be upset or not.

My father wasn't a pleasant person to anyone,including me.

He really seemed to have lost it when mom left him to return to

her old clan, that was when I was seven years old, i'm

twenty-one now. He became a vampire hunter, he wanted all vampires dead..

which was a bit awkward for me to grow up with. He taught me many things

when he wasn't beating me. I know how to spot them, I know the different kinds,

and how to kill them. Dad got excited when he talked about killing them.

The reason why it was so awkward? I'm a hybrid. I'm human mixed with vampire which to many, is something to avoid like the plague. Dad made sure to make me feel horrible about the vampire within. I have hidden who I am pretty much all my life, it isn't fun. Growing up oppressed was difficult but what made it worse was the fact so many vampires disliked me for the human thing. The first vampire I met that liked me was Ponyboy, though he wasn't aware of me being half vampire instead of the other way around. Pony and I became pretty good friends, I met his two older brothers,Darry and Sodapop. They were a family of vampires, I could tell by their mannerisms and I could tell they wore contacts.

I was about eleven when I confronted them about it, I stayed with them a lot. All three of them were sitting in the living room and I just said it, not really thinking about me possibly scaring them.

"You guys are vampires." I said nonchalantly, and all three of them looked at me like I had lost all reasoning.

"What? You're crazy." Soda said trying to pass it off as a joke but he shifted awkwardly.

"Yeah, Johnny what gives you that idea?" Pony said looking at me, I saw the slight panic in his eyes.

"I'm serious, I can tell." I said looking at Soda "You're wearing contacts." I said matter of factly.

"That don't mean anything." Soda said looking away from my gaze.

"All of you are wearing contacts." I said and looked them over, I looked down to down to the floor "You don't have to be scared to tell me, i'm good with secrets." Well I wasn't lying about that.

"There's nothing to tell, Johnny." Darry said looking at me, they were pretty persistent.

I slowly reached up and took out my contacts, pulling out my container and placed them inside. My blood red eyes up on display for them to adore..or fear,either way they saw.

"I'm one too...well i'm only half ." I said looking at Pony. He had a look of surprise etched on his face, Soda and Darry kinda sat there with straight faces. I stood in the silence, not attempting to break it.

"How long have you known..?" Darry asked and I shrugged "Since I first met you all.". Pony looked at me, "How did you know?" I sighed "I just know things,Pony" he looked at his hands that were on his lap.

I'm not a full vampire..I'm not allowed to tell people what I am..but I trust you guys, me being a hybrid is very dangerous." I said quietly, hoping they weren't like the rest. "I'm glad you trust us but your approach to all this scared us." Soda said with a light smile on his face. "Sorry, i'm usually a straight forward person." I said, a bit embarrassed.

They protected my hybrid identity, like I wasn't even allowed to talk to their three other friends, I remained quiet when they were around. Steve was the only one i've really met because Soda had bit him and turned him. I didn't talk to Steve much though, Pony didn't like him that much. I couldn't remember the other twos names, I know one has a lip ring and acted goofy 98% of the time. The other one captivated my attention, I find it sad I don't remember his name. He had blond hair, so blond it was almost white and he was pale. We made quick short eye contact once, he had pretty blue contacts, I wondered if his eyes were as red as mine. I've kind of hoped we'd be able to meet and actually build a friendship.

This entire situation is such a big change from what my life was before. I have no home of my own so I live with the Curtis's. I have to say I don't think i'm upset about my dad, he got what he deserved. I won't miss his drunken rampages and I won't miss the beatings. Strangely I feel alone, I have Darry, Soda, and Pony but maybe there's just something wrong with me. I think that's a sign of depression, I hate self-diagnosing. Though now I'm pretty free and I go outside more often, i'm not a people person though. They either make me uncomfortable or I make them uncomfortable. I've always had bad social skills, the only reason I became friends with Pony was the fact he talked to me first. I think i'm just a very awkward young adult...very very awkward. Living in isolation has fucked me up some, I just find it hard to operate sometimes. I'm always on edge weather about something I overreact to or i'm scared of threats. I've been damned with this title and it sure does suck. I guess fate is against me but then again, everything is usually against me in some form.