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Chapter 23

It was a little while before I fell asleep again.

"Kat...wake up..."  

I opened my eyes.  

Paul was staring down at me.  

"What time is it?" I asked.  

"It's Saturday, 10am" 

"Saturday!" 

He nodded.  

"Hmm...that's not good" I said.  

He nodded.  

I got up. Going for a shower.  

When I came out I dried my hair and myself changed and did everything else.  

I walked back out.  

He smiled and I smiled back.  

"So...do we need to talk about all this or..." he trailed off.  

I looked up at him when I sat down. 

"I don't know...I know you think of me different now and...I really just want to take what's coming without a word but if you want to talk we can talk" 

"That's ok then...wait...I don't think of you different" 

"Yes you do...I can see it...your an easy person to read" 

"I don't think of you different. I just hate myself for what I've done to you" 

"But you didn't do anything" 

He looked at me dead in the eye.  

"I have to change you so that you don't die. That's something" 

"But...I, I have no comeback" 

"See" 

"That doesn't mean anything"  

He squinted his eyes.  

"Um...how long do I have left?" I asked.  

"What do you mean?" 

"Before I die" 

He stared at me.  

"What?" I asked.  

"You heard..." 

I nodded, it didn't really sound like a question.  

"I don't have long do I?" I asked.  

He shook his head.  

"You have about till Tuesday..." he sighed.  

I had till Tuesday! Tuesday! 

"I, um, have till, um, Tuesday" I said to myself.  

"I'm so sorry" 

I sighed and closed my eyes.  

"How will you change me?" I asked my eyes still closed.  

"I feed you my blood and you have to die..." he trailed off.  

"It's like I'm in the vampire diaries and multiple books at the same time" I laughed covering my growing anxiety.  

"I know your nervous but the thing is I can't kill you. Even if it saves you" 

I nodded.  

"The sooner you change me the better. You give me your blood and I kill myself" 

"You can't kill yourself" 

"I can...you know what...change me now" 

"What! No! I can't!" 

"Come on...I'm not risking death now were cutting it to close now would be the perfect time" 

He shook his head.  

"Please...I'm sick off these black eyes I fell asleep for like 3 days that's to close. And I'm feeling a little sick" I admitted. 

He stared at me.  

"I'm sorry" I said.  

"No...no, I think your right..." 

"Hu?" 

"The sooner the better" 

He came right over to me when Jess and Michael walked in.