"I'm Casey. "
He smiled at me. I started blushing, he was willing to die to save me. Unlike Alex who had left me to die in the alley. He glanced down at my shoulder and his eyes widened.
"Casey, your shoulder it looks fantastic!" He shouted.
I looked down at my shoulder the bandage had fallen off and my wound was healing incredibly well.
"A moment ago it had just looked nasty and infected, now it looks much better besides the dry blood." He explained to me. I kept my eyes on my shoulder. He was right, my shoulder didn't look bad anymore and didn't hurt.
"What.... did you put in that?" I asked.
"It was just water." He told me.
I looked up at him and hugged him.
"Thank you! First you save me from dieing and now you've healed my arm?"
He hugged me back, holding me tight with joy. I barley know him... yet I feel like he's the only person I truly understand.
"Can you take me back to my house, I need to go and explain to my dad why I've been gone so long."
"Sure."
He drove me to my house, I stepped out of the car and ran up to the house opening the door.
"Dad, I'm home." I called aloud.
There was no answer.
"Dad?" I called again.
I walked back to his room to see a trail of blood leading to the master bathroom. I followed it and opened the door. The curtains were closed, I opened them nice and quick. I screamed when I saw what was sitting in the bathtub and ran outside where Drake was already running towards the house. I jumped into his arms crying.
"He's dead! He's dead!" I sobbed over and over again.
"Who's dead?" he asked softly.
"My d-dad. He's d-dead!" I cried softly into his jacket as he held me there. The dark figure appeared in the doorway.
"You!!!" I screamed.
"You did this!"
I tackled him to the floor. Landing on his stomach knocking the breath out of him. He grabbed my shoulder and dug his finger deep into my flesh. I screamed in pain. He tossed me into Drake causing us both to fall backwards. The dark firgure towered over us, with a knife in his hand. I looked up at him blood streaming down his face, more than normally his snow white teeth stained with his own blood. He gave a final menacing laugh and looked down at us and evil glare lighting his gaze. He closed his eyes for a split second and Drake got up and kicked the bloody mess to the floor, surprised he jumped up and ran knowing he couldn't beat Drake.
I watched him flee thinking to myself. I'll kill him, no matter what it takes!
