Two days later: I'd toss and turn under my blankets. Sometimes I'd kick them off of me sweating or my body temperature would change and I'd shiver. I stayed in my room the whole time. I wouldn't move out of bed. I wouldn't try to each food whenever they called me down to eat. My body was weak and sore, I would think the times when Evan was in transition and he'd be screaming in pain. Whenever I wanted to let out the pain I'd bite my pillow and let out a low scream. The only times I'd actually sit up from my bed was to drink Evan's blood. Chandler told me that I have to drink it to calm the pain. Just like Evan did with his father's blood. A soft knock appeared on my door and I turn my head towards it. I was breathing deeply and laying on my back, staring up at the ceiling. My window was draped closed from the curtains so no light came in. "Adeline? I heard you scream." Evan peaks his head in and looks at me. I don't say anything besides look away from his worried eyes. I bring my arm to my forehead and I wipe the sweat away. "I'm okay." My raspy voice says to him and he sighs, walking in and standing over me. "You helped me through my transition, I'm here to help you." "I just need some alone time." "The past two days you've been alone. Why don't you just come downstairs where everybody is. The company will make you feel better." He assures with a soft smile and I swallow a lump that forms in my throat. "Is John still-" "No Adeline. His parents came and took him after you freaked out downstairs." "What's going to happen?" He shrugs. "Nothing really. Chandler went into their head and told them that when you guys were on vacation you guys got into a problem and got shot by a local gang. You survived but John didn't. He also made sure there wasn't going to be an autopsy." I sit up and I see a sweat stain on my sheets. Disgusting. I sit on the edge of my bed and look down. "When is his wake?" "Tomorrow morning and night." "We have to go." I look up at him and he nods his head, bringing his hand onto mine so I can hold it. When I do he helps me up and standing on my own two feet feels weird. I feels like I'm not able to walk by myself and I need a hand. "We'll go at night... we all will go." I sigh and when we talk towards the door I grab the knob to open it. When I do the metal knob soon becomes crumbled in my hold. I gasp and pull away from holding it. The whole thing is bent up after I gripped it tightly. "I-I didn't mean to..." "I guess someone got their strength so far." I look at my hand and I flex it. "Holy shit." "Wait till you gain speed." He chuckled and I'm astonished for a moment. I can't believe I just ruined my door knob. We walk out and go down the stairs. I held onto the railing and Evan for support. My body was in utter pain and sore. We make it to the living room and Chandler is sitting on the couch. He stands when he sees me and I weakly give him a soft smile. I feel so small and fragile. I turn my head when I hear soft noises in the kitchen. I guess my hearing is starting to become very sensitive just like every other vampire. My mom is cooking in the kitchen by herself. There's dark heavy bags under her eyes like me and her hair is up in a knotty bun. I glance away when I plop on the couch and I lean my head back. I stare up at the ceiling before pressing my fingers over my ears. I cringe at the sharp noise that's coming from outside. It's coming from the backyard and I can't see what it is because the curtains are drawn closed. "It's the landscape men. They're cutting the lawn." "Oh my god it's hurting my ears." My voice comes out in a hoarse whisper and Chandler smiles at me. "You'll get used to it." He assures before turning his head to the TV that's playing an action movie. I slowly ignore the irritation noise of the men working outside and concentrate on the TV. Evan sits besides me as I dragged my attention to the TV and zoned out. I stared ahead without a word or any movement. The noises were buckled away deep into my thoughts that they become so foggy. My eyes started to blur from not blinking but I didn't have the energy to do so. I should have died with John, or John should have also survived. It's unfair. Life isn't fair. "Adeline?" A soft spoken voice calls my name and I snap out from looking at the TV. I look up before inhaling a short breath. Mom is standing in front of me with a plate of food. I swallow when my mouth waters and I smell the corn and chicken cutlets. "I cooked for you... now that you're out of bed." Evan takes the plate from her grip and places it on my lap. Chandler watches me with his gaze and I touch the rim of the glass plate. It's cold but right in the middle where the food is, it's steaming. She bends down and puts the utensils in my hand. I take them and my shaking hands slowly cut the chicken. It's so crispy and dark because she fried it on the pan with oil. I bring the fork to my mouth and I chew on the piece, my tongue going wild. I sigh in satisfaction when my taste buds dance and I start to dig in for more. In a long time I haven't seen her smile but now there's a soft half smile on her chapped lips. Suddenly I swallow a mouthful of corn and chicken but I feel my body rejecting it. It goes up my throat but I don't have time to get up and run to the bathroom. I drop the fork as it chatters onto the ground. I stand up and the plate on my lap tilts over and shatters onto the floor in pieces. I lean over and I start to gag. I vomit all over the floor and onto me. The food, Evan's blood, everything. Mom takes multiple of steps back and Chandler stands up quickly. When I finish my body starts to shake nauseously and tears swell in my eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I start to say and mom shakes her head. "Don't be baby, it's okay." She says, tightening her grip around the hand towel she's holding. "Evan take her upstairs for a bath. I'll clean this up." Chandler says, demanding Evan to bring me upstairs when I started to heave again. I disgustingly run my hands over the vomit on my chin and chest before Evan scoops me off the ground and carries me upstairs. He slowly rinses my naked body off with water. I watch the soap dissolve in the pool of water I'm sitting in. I held my knees close to my chest and pressed my cheeks on my legs. Evan sat on the edge of the bathtub and cleaned the shampoo out of my hair. The water ran down my bare body as I silently stared at the wall. "How are you feeling?" Evan finally speaks and I lick my dry lips. "Better now." I say, moving my head and running my face over my hands. He stays behind me and spills more water on my soapy back. It's feels good to have the fresh water run over my skin and make me feel warm again. I don't feel dizzy or nauseous anymore. My body is calm... for now. "Evan?" "Mhm?" He hums from his throat and I sigh. "I'm sorry about Miles." "It's okay." "Do you miss him?" I mumble and he stops from cleaning me. I stare at the ground but I don't meet his eyes. I don't want to look at him. "I can't really answer that as of right now." "Okay, sorry that I asked." "It's okay." His stern voice says before spilling more water into my hair and running his fingers through it with conditioner. I'm thankful for him being here for me and helping me. He's cleaning me for crying out loud. Soon my cheeks become pink from thinking of the time I cleaned him. "I hope when you're better you have a plan." He adds after a fog of silence engulfs us. "It's to barge back into the Vampire World and end all the demons lives." "Adeline we'll need a better plan than that." He chuckles and I grin. "I'm being serious. You guys won't have to protect me anymore. I won't be human. I'll be one of you guys." My voice becomes faint when I finish talking. Thinking about dying and waking up as a vampire is a whole new world. "I'll be stronger, faster, able to fight by myself." "Adeline-" "-We're going to go back to the Vampire World and push ourselves until we can't anymore. If you guys aren't into the plan I'll go by myself. I will get the Vampire World back to the people who are left alive there. I will get it back from the demons." I pause before turning to Evan and looking into his warm hazel eyes. "I will kill my parents to get it back. For what they've done, they deserve death, especially my father. I'll sacrifice to gain back our home." ~~~~~