"I have to pee." I say, sounding like a child at the moment. My brain isn't functioning great, I feel like I have such small amount of words to say. I don't feel like myself. I feel weak, sick, not able to do anything. Evan hears me over his cries and nods his head silently, standing up and walking to the nightstand. He grabs a small key and unlocks the cuffs so I can get up. He doesn't hesitate to help me move my legs on to the end of the bed. When my knees bend, I bite in a cry because they are so sore. My mouth drops into a frown when I see that there is no skin shown on my body. My gown is covering my body and stops at my knees. Up from my knees down to my feet are wrapped up in white bandages. Evan helps me stand up, my bare feet touching the cold marble ground. A chill runs up my spine and I realize how hard it is to walk now with an injured leg. I didn't feel it at all with so much adrenaline during the fight but now that I am weak, it's killing me. Evan holds onto my arm while I guide myself to the bathroom, taking small baby steps. I feel like an elder. Eventually we make it to the bathroom and he flicks on the lights, placing me to lean on the sink for support. "I'll go get Chandler." "Wait." I stop him and he turns to look at me. "Do your parents know?" It was hard to ask and I didn't know if it was an appropriate time to ask now. He bites his bottom lip. "Yeah, everyone knows. It's no secret. Your adoptive parents know too." A light memory flashes through my head, thinking about my parents. They must be worried sick about me. The thought makes me shiver, my throat tightening and my eyes blurring. I nod my head to Evan so he doesn't see while he shuts the bathroom door to give me some privacy. I let out a shaky breath, bringing my gaze up to the mirror. I gasp at the horror of looking at my reflection. How much I have changed. My face is pale and bruised, some parts a light speck of purple. I look like I just got abused. My eyes are a light shade of green, the only thing that seems normal. My lips are a faded pink and the black bags under my eyes are so noticeable. My neck is swollen and I can't stop thinking about how my arms and legs would look like. I slowly walk to the toilet, sitting down and rubbing my face in exhaustion. After doing my business, I walk back to the sink to wash my hands. While washing my hands, I grow so curious and I start to take the bandage on my left leg off. When it fully reveals my leg, I cover my mouth in shock. The bites are swollen and red, a bit blue and purple from how hard the bite was. Dry blood is crusted around it. My stomach turns in sickness and I slowly wrap it up before I throw up at the view. I don't even want to look at my wound. Tears are already dragging down my cheeks and I can't stop. I wipe them when I hear voices back in the room. I open the door and I walk out, lifting my head up to see Mr. Hansel. I can't but help see the pity and sorrow in his eyes. I break down, wrapping my arms around his body. He squeezes me into a hug, burying his head into the crook of my neck while I cry into his chest. "I want to go home." I cry. "I want to go home." He rubs small circles on my back, shushing me. "You will, you'll stay with me for a while." I shake my head, choking out a cry. "No I want to go home to my mom and dad." I sound like a child but that's what I want to act like. I want to be in the human world, back to school with the people I grew up with. I want to be back in the same house as my adoptive parents, helping me grow into a young woman. I want their help, no more vampires. ~~~~ Third POV: Mr. Hansel sighs as he watches Adeline sleep on her bed through the glass. The hallway is quiet with Evan sitting besides him. It took him a while to shush her down while she was bawling in tears, crying that she wants to go home. And Mr. Hansel wants to make her wish come true. "It's nonsense, we can't just throw her back into the human world." Evan starts and Mr. Hansel looks away from staring at Adeline. "There is no other way." "I like the idea that you had. Keeping Adeline safe and with you at all times." "Evan, we can't just leave her here in a place full of creatures that almost killed her. A kind that we are. I wonder what goes through her head, knowing that she has scars on her body because of our kind." "But going back in the human world will make it worst." Mr. Hansel bites the inside of his cheek. He can't just keep Adeline in the vampire world as a hostage. She's just a seventeen year old. Yes he knows that Evan and her have a strong bond but he can't do anything about it. Love never lasts enough. She will be loved by someone else. It's hard for Evan to understand but he knows. They can't be together forever. "Adeline is in shock about everything that has happen. Didn't you just hear her? She wants to go home, she misses her family, her friends, her school. How would you feel if someone took all of that away from you?" Evan runs his hand through his hair. "I can't let her go." "Yes you can." "No I can't, I love her so much. I don't know how she's going to feel either. Letting all of us go." "She won't." Mr. Hansel quickly says, staring down at the ground. Evan snaps his head towards him, furrowing his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?" "Adeline needs to forget everything. That will make her a better person." "No, no we aren't doing that." "We're going to erase her memories."