Vampire queen

Chapter 8

The sun shines brightly through my white curtains. I rub the sleep from my eyes as I roll out of bed. Once in the bathroom I strip down and start the water. Once it reaches the correct temperature I get in. I let the water wash away any worries that I may have about today. I can't think about it. I try to remember that I will get to see Kyle. He may not know who I am but I get to see how he is doing. 

I get out once the hot water runs out. I stare at the figure that stands where I do in the mirror. I still can't look at myself in the mirror. I walk out and grab clothes as I dry my hair with a towel. I grab ripped jeans, navy v-neck. Throw on my converse and add small about of make-up. I walk out the door to see Logan standing by the tree in the yard. 

"Good morning my queen." He says. I smile at him. "I want you to quit calling me that. I want you all to just call me Emery." I demand. He nods. We start to walk. 

We walk in silence the whole way to the school. It wasn't until I got there that I realized how nervous I really was. I take a deep breath and head into the school. 

I'm at my locker when someone bumps into me causing me to fall into my locker. "I am so sorry." A voice says that I recognize right away. Kyle. I look at him for the first time since all this happened. He looks rough. He has big bags under his eyes and they look puffy like he had been crying recently. He catches me watching him. I turn away quickly. "You are the new girl right? I'm Kyle." He says. When I look back at him he gives me this smile. It isn't his smile. It's one that he is just putting on so that no one can see how messed up he is right now. I nod. "Yes, I am Emery." He nods and says "Welcome. Do you need to be shown around the school?" I hesitate. I already know my way around but this is my chance to get to know Kyle as this version of me. I nod. "Okay. Follow me." 

We walk passed my old locker and I see the pain in his face as we do. "What happened to her?" I ask. 

"She was taken by a scientist who was crazy. They haven't been able to find her and have claimed her to be dead."

"How long has she been missing?" I ask. I really did need to know. I have no idea how long I was in there. 

"She has been gone for a year now." He says. I hear the pain in his voice but I push on. 

"Were you close to her?" I ask. 

He nods. "Yeah we were best friends. She was the only person who full understood me. I could tell her anything without fear of judgment. I just wish she would come back." 

My heart hurts at the sound of his words. I want to pull him aside and tell him that I am fine and right here. I know that I can't. 

"Did you love her?" I ask.  He moves as though my question shocked him. 

"Yes. I did. I kick myself everyday for not saying something to her sooner. It kills me that I didn't fight harder for her that day that she was taken." 

I grab his arm to pull him to a stop before I realize what I am doing. "She thought you did all you could. She doesn't blame you for a single thing. She wants you to get better and not continue to beat yourself up about something that can't be changed. She wants you to find someone knew to be friends with and find love and continue a life that she didn't get the chance to live. That is what she needs you to do." I say looking him in his hazel eyes. 

"How do know that what she wants? Did you know her?" He asks me. I can hear the hope in his voice and it breaks my heart. I shake my head. "No but I know that if this happened to be that this is what I would want." 

His head lowers and I know I just killed any hope he had that someone else had some kind of connection to the old me. "Here is your fist class, Em." He says. I don't move I am to shocked at the fact that he just called me Em. He catches what he said. "I'm sorry. That is what I used to call Emily. It just came out because in a way you kind of remind me of her." 

"I'm sorry about your friend. If you ever want or need someone to talk about it you can talk to me. Even though you don't really know me." I say and walk into the classroom. 

The day went by fast and without another encounter with Kyle. I meet Logan outside and we start to walk back home. "Emily!" I hear a voice shout. I stop walking and look around to see who yelled my old name and then I spot him. Jamie, my baby brother. I pretend to keep looking then walk. It tore me in half to do that to him. He was my world. I'm sorry Jamie.