Chapter 4

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It's been a year and six months since that day and not once have I looked back. I had gotten so many calls and texts from everyone but I just couldn't reply. If they found out I couldn't live with myself, I didn't even keep in touch with my family because than they'd tell my friends were I was. I had graduated from the local high school and now I was going to the college here too.

I wan't in any hurry to get out into the world and go crazy because even though I'm a Dhampir my vampire jeans are more dominant so i'm still immortal. I got a job at the Cafe down the street from my apartment and today was my first day. I figured after 2 years of living here I should probably start making some friends. 

It wasn't that I wanted to isolate myself from the world or anything but once I found out what I was I couldn't face anyone. For 6 months I had stayed at home moping around until finally I decided enough was enough. So I stared to volunteer at retirement homes and hospitals, let's just say there was never anyone my age there. 

As I walked in my manager Liam gave me a run down on how things worked around here. He was really handsome with golden hair and grey eyes. Getting orders and running around all day didn't really bother me but I still couldn't wait for my break. As I sat down to eat my lunch Liam came over.

"So how're you enjoying your first day here?" he said with a charming smile.

 "So far so good. I really like this place, how long have you been working here?" I replied while taking a bite of  my sandwich. "Well actually my parents own this place so I guess you could say I was born to work here." As we laughed and talked for a while I got the feeling we would get along great.

Once I was done with my shift I hopped into my black Range Rover and drove home. When I walked inside my house I threw my jacket on the coat hangers and walked straight upstairs and took a warm shower. After my shower I plopped onto my bed and turned on the TV. These were the times I missed my friends the most, the talks, the jokes, the awkward couple moments, I missed it all.

We had all grown up together building this strong group and I couldn't help but think that the entire time I had unknowingly betrayed them. There was no way I could ever face them, what if they hated me? Or thought I was some kind of moster that needed to be desposed of? I couldn't even picture the look of pure hate I would most likely recive from Kayden.

Every time I thought about him my chest would hurt immenstly. That night that he walked me home something just felt different and I couldn't help but be sad that i'd never find out why. With those depressing thoughts in mind I fell into a dreamless sleep. 

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