MoonLight Romance (12)

I was laying in my bed trying to think about this so real dream. Could it be a dream? Could the same guy that was at the bottom of my bed, be the guy that I saw in the hospital? This made no since to me at all. The ride home from the hospital was a hard trip. So many thing were going through my head. Should I tell Tiffany that I had this weird dream, were this Bringer of death guy told me to look to the stares to find the answers? I already knew the answer to that’s question. No . Someone was tapping my door. This brought me out of my own little world.

“Yes?” I was in no mood to talk, but I ken that Tiffany wanted to know how her was doing. I was still trying to understand this whole vampire thing, and now this whole other problem pops out of know where. So far my life sucked. I wanted just to be normal. I didn’t see Tiff walk in until she was on my bed. She was sitting on my black and purple silk bed spared.

“So … Umm…How’s mom?” I could tell she had been crying. I hated it when she cried. It mad me feel like it was doing that made her start crying in the first place. Her eyes were locked on something that was on my table. I turned to look at what she was looking at. It was a note. Form who through ? I got off my bed at picked up the note and started to read it out loud.

We have to talk. I didn’t see you for some time now, and I really need to talk to you. Its really impotent. Meet me by that house where I first walked you home. Meet me there tonight at 9:45. Love Sam

Oh shit, I forgot about Sam and the fight. I didn’t know if Sam was the wolf that I had fought, but I was going to find out what he wanted. I looked at the clock. It read 9:30.

“Shit. Shit. Shit!!” I yelled. My face was red. I was mad at myself for everything that was happening. I felt like everything going wrong was my problem that I had to fix. Tiffany was looking at my like I had just lost my mid.

“Okay listen Tiff, I have to go meet Sam. I need you to stay here. He wants me to meet him at my old house. I think I’m going to brake up with him. “ I was talk so fast that I thought she didn’t under stand one word I just said. To my surprise she did.

“I understand, go.” She got up and walked out my bedroom door. I pulled on a pair of blue swats and a gray tee shirt. I ran out my door like a bat out of hell. I got to the house and it was 9:30. Right on time, I thought to my self. What did he want to talk about? I didn’t have to wait long. I saw him walking down the street. He got two feet away from me before I asked him the questions that were running through my mind.

“ What do you want to talk to me about? How did you get in my house? Why did you want to meet me here?” I was asking so may question at one I thought he was going to ask me to ask them again. It looked like he didn’t know where to start. It was like he was trying to put was he was thinking into words.

“ I know what you are.” He said in a wispier. I was froze in place. I couldn’t think of what to say to him. If I had a heart it would be racing.

“Umm… I …What are you talking about?” I felt like was going to die where I stood. I didn’t want to kill him, I didn’t even know if I could have.

“I know that you’re a Vampire and I know that by now you know what I am. I also know that you must know that our kind don’t get along.” His voice was like ice. It mad me want to scream. Questions went through my head. Could I kill him if I had to? Could I be strong enough to do something thing like that?

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know what you are talking about.” I started to walk away when he spoke again.

“I think you do know. I also think that just because I’m a werewolf doesn’t change how we feel about each other. Its going to be hard, but I believe we could do this. Do you? “ His word caught me off guarded. There was something deep inside me that wanted to run back to him and cry on his chest and tell him everything that has been going on. But I couldn’t . or could I ? I stopped walking and turned to him.

“Yes I feel deeply for you, but a pack of werewolf’s killed my family long ago. I want.. I want.. I don’t know what I want.” I yelled. He walked up to me. He grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes.

“I know how you feel. Remember when I told you that my mother died giving birth to me? Well she didn’t. this pack of wild wolfs killed her trying to get to me and my father. “ This was going to be hard then I thought. Could this all work out? Could I really feel this strongly for him? So many questions, not enough answers.