Chapter 17: Guilt (Lilith)

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I ran into my room, tears burned my eyes, threatening to spill over. I slammed the door shut behind me and crashed to the ground. It was like the five years that I had kept this secret had come back to haunt me. Even though I was the one who did wrong, I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself.

"Why are you crying stupid?" Cam said from my bed. His face was full of annoyance.

"Because, I told Gabe that you were alive this whole time. And he's really mad..." I put my hand to my heart. The anxiety of what he was going to do was crippling. I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me.

"Well, that was stupid." He sighed and leaned back onto the bed.

"I know it was stupid, you don't have to make me feel worse than I already do." I furiously wiped the stray tears.

"Quit being a baby and come lay with me. I'm cold again." He peaked his head over the rail of the bed.

I tried to dry my eyes as much as possible and made my way up the ladder. Cam held the blanket up for me so that I could slip under it. He pulled me onto his chest, which was wearing one of my band hoodies?

"Hey, where the hell did you get that?" I asked suddenly pissed.

"Out of a box in your closet. I was cold." He acted like nothing was wrong with that.

"Take it off." I sat up in the bed. "Take it off now."

"You don't have to ask me twice." Cam winked at me.

"Ew gross stop it! Just give me the hoodie." I held my hand out to him.

"Fine, what's so special about it anyways?" He was annoyed again.

"It was my dad's you ass. Don't go through my stuff again." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"God, I won't. So will you calm the hell down now?" He laid back down.

I mumbled something to myself about him being an inconsiderate ass and then laid back down as well. He shivered next to me, so I pulled up another blanket from our feet. I turned my head slightly to look at him, hoping he wouldn't catch me but he did.

"Do you feel any different?" I asked him.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I mean since you ate? Your eyes went back to their normal color, and your skin seems to be back to its golden color." I lifted his arm up to double check.

"Yeah, I mean at first I was a little grossed out about what I was eating but...I'm full." He said satisfied.

"Well that's good. Although I don't know if I'll be able to get the stuff for you anymore. I kinda got caught at the hospital." I was disappointed in myself.

We were both silent then. Cam had closed his eyes, most likely to sleep, and I had a lot on my mind. I wondered if mom still had that book that I remember finding the passage about zombie's in. How crazy that I had a zombie in my bed. The good part is, it's not a viral infection that's gonna spread across the world overnight.

Then I wondered if there was any way that I could fix Cam. I was unsure as to why he was a Zombie since Necromancer's can revive people's entire soul. Not just fractions of it. Things just didn't add up. Nothing has since that night. 

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