My Vampire Adam

Far behind

"Wow," he said to me after our first kiss.

"I knew you were getting yourself all worked up over nothing."

He then got off of his swing and turned away from me, seeming upset. I tried to get a closer look at him but I couldn't see his face. I of course felt rejected and hurt, but also mad at myself for making him feel uncomfortable.

"Adam please... I'm sorry," I said as I got up and walked over to stand beside him. I caught a quick glance of his face, something has changed. Normally he looks very nice and sweet, an innocent kind of look that reminds you of a small animal. But now, his presence feels like danger. From the short second I had to look at him before he turned his head away from me, I saw that his eyes had turned completely red and there was no kindness in his expression.

"I can't see you anymore," he says to me as he walks away from me, back to his truck.

"Adam what's wrong with your eyes?"

He stopped for a second and barely looked over his shoulder. I almost thought he would turn around and come back to me, but he eventually continued walking. He got into his truck and quickly exited the parking lot, leaving me all alone. Nothing seemed okay to me now. Why did Adam's normally joyful face become so monstrous after we kissed?

I realized I had nothing more to do at the park so I walked back to my car and drove home, thinking about Adam the whole way. What upset me the most about the situation was how Adam told me he can't see me anymore. What does that mean? He doesn't want anything to do with me? Was it because I kissed him or because of what I saw after we kissed?

I arrived home very quickly, I hadn't really been paying attention to how fast I was going and I was likely speeding quite a bit. My parents had plenty of questions about my first day, but I couldn't give them the most satisfying answers while thinking about the recent events. I only told them I had a good day and met lots of great people, which was a lie because really the only great person I met was Adam, and even that wasn't going too well. I didn't feel like telling them about Adam. I really didn't want to think about him at all, but sadly that was all I could do.

I talked with my parents for a while and ate dinner with them. I was exhausted from my stressful day, so I got clothes from my room and went into the bathroom and took a nice, long shower.

I felt better after my shower, everything seemed more clear. I was now sure that I had imagined the danger I saw on Adam's face. He was uncomfortable when I kissed him and that's all. I lay down on my bed and let all my feelings of rejection sink in. I wondered how I would handle seeing him at school tomorrow.

As I was drifting off to sleep, I saw a flicker of red out of the corner of my eye. I quickly turned so I could tell what I was looking at, but then there was lots of commotion and movement and what seemed to me like something jumping out of my window. I ran to turn my lights on and I saw nothing. But I knew I had seen something. Something was in my room and I was sure of it. But what if I was imagining it? I had a long day and I knew it would be impossible for someone to get into my bedroom. All of the doors were locked in my house and only my window- to my room on the second floor- was open. There's no possible way a person could get in. I turned off the lights and climbed back into bed, sure I was going crazy. After more thought about everything, I finally got to sleep.