ALL FALL DOWN 

By

Alida J Zaczyk

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Eternal Sunrise

Copyright © 2012 by Alida J Zaczyk


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Preface


	How could he do this to me? 
How could he leave me here like this, alone, unfeeling, unmoving, just another burden others had to deal with on a daily basis. It wasn’t right to blame him, he hadn’t planned on this happening, I knew this, but I couldn’t help it. 
	He was gone. 
And he wasn’t going to come back, never. I had lost him, and all because of one little text message. 
“Jade, are you up?” A soft voice had sounded from my door. 
	I shifted up from under the covers, looking towards the shadow standing dark, and tall in from behind my door. 
“Who’s there,” I heard my voice crackle, hoarse from my crying I had gone through most of day. 
	There was no answer, and the shadow seemed to fade away.
My heart was now pounding hard in my chest as I sat up more alert; fear was now prickling inside me.  
	What next? Did someone break in, and was ready to murder me? Or was there a rapist creeping around my house? 
	I didn’t want to know, I didn’t want to think, I just wanted to lie here, and never move for the rest of my life. But everyone seemed to try and push me back up to my feet. I wish they wouldn’t bother. 
“Jade,” I heard the voice again. 
	My head again snapped in the direction of the door, and I gasped as I took in the sight of him. 
“D-Daniel,” I stuttered, feeling my eyes watering at his image.
	In a motion, only the way Daniel did, he tilted his head to the side, flashing me a white smile, and a wink. 
	My chest pained as I watched, what seemed to be Daniel… my Daniel. 
But I knew well, this couldn’t be him, last week, the week of our graduation, he had been in a car wreck, a head-on collision with a mini van. The driver of the van had lived, but Daniel… he died instantly. 
	And it had been my fault.
He was on his way to my house, to see me, and I had texted him, asking him… where he was. The police told me, that the message I had sent him, was on the screen of his cell phone, when they made it to him. That, because he read a text I had sent him… he was dead. 
	Tears now was rolling down my cheeks heavily, my breathing ragged.
“I’m sorry,” 
	The boy in front of me, floating in thin air, a ghostly pale light shinning dimly around him, slowly lost his smile, looking down. 
“I’m fine Jade,” 
	I closed my eyes, and shook my head, wiping at my tears.
“You’re dead,” 
	At those words, my body had begun to shake, sobs springing off my lips. 
“Jade,” The voice of my mother was now filling my room. 
	I opened my eyes, to see the figure of Daniel, gone, replaced with my mother’s worried look, as she walked into my room, and sat down on the edge of my bed.  
“Are you ok?” She asked, gently resting her hand on my leg.
	I sniffed, propping myself up to rest back against my pillows. 
“I’m ok,” 
	I glanced around my room, realizing that it was no longer dark, like it had been just a few moments ago. The sun was up, and lighting my room just slightly as it casted it’s way through my window. 
“You’re crying,” 
“I just… had a bad dream,” 
“Daniel?” She said the name as softly as she could, but it still brought on agony inside of me, and reminded me of my crushing guilt, and sadness I had been trying to suppress for a week now. 
	I couldn’t catch my breath from the pain I felt from just that name alone, so I merely nodded to her, looking down. 
“I’m sorry honey, but you know it wasn’t your fault, accidents happen,” 
	I didn’t want to hear this. It was the same thing, time and time again. 
It wasn’t my fault, and that it was just a freak accident. 
	No, it wasn’t, if I hadn’t have texted him, he wouldn’t be dead, it was my fault, and no, this was a big deal to me, accidents do happen, but it’s easy for them to say. They weren’t the ones that lost someone they loved. 
“I no, I just… really miss him,” I muttered, looking back up to my mother, taking in her warm brown eyes.
“I know you do Jade, but he will always be with you, and looking over you from heaven,” 
	I struggled not to let some tears out at that. 
“Thanks mom,”
	She nodded with a sad smile, and stroked the top of my head. 
“How about I make you some pancakes, and tea, would that make you feel any better?”
	No it wouldn’t. Nothing would. 
“Yeah, that would be great, thank you,” I said, and tried to smile. 
	She nodded, and stood up, walking to my door, but pausing to turn around and look back at me, a calm smile on her face now. 
“By the way, our new neighbors arrived today, and I was hoping you would go over and say hello, and just make them feel a bit comfortable,” 
	I sighed deeply, leaning back farther in my pillow, discomfort stirring in my stomach.
	I hadn’t left my room, since… Daniel, and the accident. 
I had only gone out when I needed to go to the bathroom, or wash up. But other then that, I rarely went out of my room, let alone the house.
	I wasn’t ready to go out there, to be around people, they knew me, they knew how hard I was taking this, and if I went out there, this would only cause attention to myself. They all want to get into my business, ask me how I’m doing, or tell me how wonderful Daniel had been. 
	I didn’t want this; I didn’t need that kind of attention brought onto me. It would only make me feel worse. But I understood that my mother wanted me to get out, and… in other words, move on from all of this.
“Do I have to?” 
	She paused, a light frown coloring her face for just a second, before her smile returned. “Well, no, but please Jade, they seem like real nice people, maybe you will make a friend,”
“I have friends,” 
“I know, but it wouldn’t hurt to have one or two more would it?” 
	Again I sighed, and rubbing my eyes I looked out the window, squinting at the suns brightness through the window. 
“Alright,” I muttered reluctantly.
	My mother’s eyes brightened in surprise, and she stuttered, as if she was given the most amazing surprise in the entire world.
“Oh... great, that’s great Jade, thank you, now you get some nice clothes on, I’ll make your pancakes.” 
	I nodded, looking down at old, torn-up pajamas bottoms, and the old grey T-shirt Daniel had given me. 
	A pinch of sorrow again hit me, remembering back to the day he had given in to me. It had been a little over two years ago. I had stayed over at his house for the night to baby-sit his little sister. His parents were out for their anniversary, and Daniel had a baseball game at the school to go to, so he couldn’t watch her. But he had been able to get back to his house early from the game to help me. 
	We had spent the whole night tangled up together in his room, just talking, just sharing a little sweet moment. That’s how it always had been with Daniel; it was always about love, and nothing really beyond that. Which I was more then happy with, I trusted him; more then I trusted anyone in the world. 
	But now… he’s gone. 
	I waited for my mother to leave the room before I got up, not used to feeling of standing. I was so used to sitting, or lying on my bed, that each time I actually had to stand, it felt foreign to me. 
	Moving around my room slowly, trying to regain the strength, and will, to do something other then think about Daniel, I moved to my closet. 
	Surely I could make myself seem presentable, almost normal, as if I wasn’t dealing with personal issues, I could fool them, all of them. They would never even know. 
	There wasn’t to many choices of clothing in my closet, my dirty laundry basket was completely full, piling up my walls in a bundle of wrinkled up shirts, and discarded socks. 
	Regardless, I found a nice strawberry colored Hollister T-shirt, and a pair of old jeans, with slits going down the legs. 
	As soon as I slide the clothes on, I realized that they were fitting me way to loosely. I could barely even hold my pants up in place. 
	This wasn’t good. 
	I must have lost a bit of weight, for the last time I had these clothes on, they had fit me perfectly. Now they were hanging in bunches on my sides, looking baggy, and uncomfortable. 
	Sighing, I walked over to where I kept my belts, sliding a belt on around my pants, and clipping it on as tight as I could make it. 
	Luckily this helped a lot.
	At least my pants would look ok, but nothing could be done with the shirt. 
I continued to walk around my room, tidying myself up, and taking the time to actually brush out my hair well, and apply some make-up generously. 
	I almost looked like myself again, but I could see past this.
 As I looked at myself in the mirror of my bathroom, noticing my long dark brown hair had seemed to turn a shade darker; into almost an onyx black, I could tell. Behind these blue eyes, sat a little girl on the inside, crying, and scared. But I couldn’t let others see this little girl. I had to act like I was ok, then maybe they would forget about me, and let me alone to my thoughts, and my problems. 
	I jumped as the face of Daniel’s reflection appeared beside me.
	My heart exploded into a race as he appeared fully in the reflection of the mirror. 
“Daniel,” 
	At his name he smiled, but as I took another step towards the mirror, I watched as he disappeared. 
	Don’t go. 
I quickly squeezed my eyes shut to hold back tears, and I turned from the mirror. 
	Was I going crazy? 
Daniel hadn’t been there, it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. Just like when I had woke up this morning. Daniel hadn’t been in my room either, that had to have been a dream. 
	Why did my mind have to come up with these things? Was I trying to torture myself? 
	Walking out of my bathroom I shook my head, taking a breath before walking down the old creaky wooden stairs. I made an effort to not slip on the bottom step like I always had, but of course that didn’t work. I ended up slipping off the last step, but the only difference this time, was Daniel wasn’t there to stop me from falling.
	The impact to the ground wasn’t too hard, but it knocked the wind out me in an instant, and I felt a slight pain rise in my back. 
“Jade, are you ok?” My father’s big voice called out from the living room. 
	Before I could even say anything, he and my mother came rushing over to me, kneeling over me to look for any sign of being hurt.
“I’m fine, I just slipped,”
	My father slowly helped me back to my feet, his hand staying on my shoulder as he led me towards the kitchen.
	I wanted to swat him away, and insist that they both stop treating me like I was made of glass, but I didn’t really have the energy to put up a fight over it.
	My parents always have treated me like this, even before the… accident. 
They had tried having a baby so many times, for years, but my mother kept having miscarriages. The doctors had told them it was going to be extremely unlikely that my mother would be able to successfully give birth. 
	So when I came along it surprised everyone. 
That’s all I could figure, as to why they babied me so much, and treated me like if someone was to breathe too hard on me, I would break in half.
	I couldn’t say that it didn’t bother me sometimes, but it was better then having parents that didn’t really care what happened to you.
“Are you sure you’re alright, that sounded like a hard fall?” My mother asked, walking over to the counter to retrieve a plate for of pancakes, and a glass of tea.
	I slowly lowered myself into a seat at the table, watching as my father took a seat across from me, and continued reading his newspaper, only glancing over to me a few times, as if to make sure I was alright. 
“I’m sure, don’t worry about it,”
	Hopefully the pain in my back would go away soon, I wasn’t sure if I like it being there, it was distracting, and it reminded me that when I’m hurt, or about to fall… my Daniel wouldn’t be there, I didn’t have anyone. 
	Just my parent.
And that wasn’t wrong, and I knew that, and I knew I should think of myself to be lucky to have such caring parents, but honestly… they didn’t understand me. They didn’t know what I was going through, all they saw was their daughter locking herself up in her room, away from the world, just because she is sad her boyfriend died. 
	That wasn’t what I was feeling at all. 
I mean, I was sad yes. But there was so much more to it then I was able to speak about. In my mind I see his face, I almost still feel his touch lingering over me, but what really hurts the most was that knowing that it was my fault for him not being here. 
	His parents blamed me for everything, which I didn’t blame them, although they never would admit such things out loud, I saw it in the way they had looked at me that day I had found out what happened.
	They believe that I have taken their son away from them, and they were right. 
But they would never understand the pain this caused me to. 
“Jade dear, eat up, the pancakes will get cold,” My mother said sitting down in the seat beside my father, watching me with slight concern in her features.
	I hadn’t even noticed that she had set the plate down in front of me.
“Oh, sorry,” 
	Slowly I picked up my fork, ignoring the trembling of my hand as I stabbed it into my pancake, cutting each piece up into squares. 
	It had been so long since I had eaten something freshly made, and warm. I usually just stuck to eating the stalled potato chips that I had found in a bag under my bed or the crackers that my mother would slide under my door. 
	The first bite of it had sent a sensation through my mouth, triggering my appetite.
In no time I had ate all the pancakes, and was chugging down the warm tea with silent satisfaction. 
“How was that?” My father wondered, now having the newspaper set down, watching me closely.
	I shrugged, for the first time in week, almost giving him a smile.
“It was really good,”
	My mother now beamed, standing up quickly to get my plate, and cup.
“Do you want some more?” She asked eagerly. 
	I knew that if I did stay here, and let her cook more then I would end up getting sick, and puking, and that was something I didn’t want to do again. I had a hard enough time just keeping down the potato chips, and crackers I had ate this for the week. 
“No, thank, I’m good,” I nodded, and stood up, looking towards the front door of the house.
“Off to greet the neighbors?” My father asked, standing up as well, lifting up his cup of coffee to his bearded face, taking a big swig of it. 
“Yeah, I guess,” 
	My mother raced back over to me after putting my plate and cup into the dishwasher. 
“Make sure you wear a jacket, it’s getting chilly,” 
“I will,” I nodded, and let her lead me to the door. 
“Take your time alright,” She continued watching me with a motherly expression.
	I wanted to roll my eyes at her. 
There truly was no need for me to take my time to greet new neighbors, I wasn’t going over there to socialize, I was just going over to make her happy, and hopefully stop her from trying to push me into doing anything else. 
“Ok mom,” I muttered, and slipped my jean jacket over my shirt, buttoning it up, before opening up the front door, taking in the frost that covered the grass in out front yard. 
	I swallowed, glancing around at the world around me, noticing the movements of others people walking around, cars zooming past, and children’s laughter echoing off the trees. 
	I had almost forgotten what the outside was like. 
So alive…it was like the events of Daniel’s death didn’t even happen. The people all still walked around, and smiled, greeting each other, offering joyful conversations. Dogs still snapped growls at anyone that passed their houses. The birds still flew around the skies, landing down on the trees to watch the children run around, squealing as they played. 
	This only seemed to darken my mood more as I stepped out onto my porch, gently closing the door behind me.
	A feeling came over me as I did so, and I shivered. The pain that once hung around inside me, that every now and then would give it a stab, was gone, and replaced with a hollow, numb feeling.
	I wasn’t sure I liked it, but I forced my legs to continue on, down the few stairs of my porch. Taking my time I looked around at the weeds that had grown up through the gravel of my driveway. 
	My father must have been busy lately, he hasn’t tended much to the outside work, and not even the grass was cut. The yard was overrun by a forest of green, and patches of weeds. 
	Hopefully this wasn’t because of me that he hasn’t been able to go out and take care of the house. I didn’t want to be the reason that my parents had to sit around and constantly worry. They had their own life to worry about as well. 
	I didn’t even make it to the end of my driveway, before I heard a familiar voice calling to me. 
	Biting my lip, I turned slowly in the direction of the voice, trying not to frown as my old neighbor, Sam Matthews came jogging over. 
“Hey Jade, haven’t seen you around forever,” He stated, giving me a warm smile, that I didn’t really find necessarily reassuring. 
	He was obviously looking for explanations from me; he wanted to know if I was cracking on the inside, purely so he would be able to tell the whole world the big news. That yes, I was having trouble with Daniel’s death. 
“Yeah, I’ve been real busy,” I lied smoothly, taking in his grey eyes as they analyzed my outfit. 
“Lost weight I see,” 
“Yeah, um, my mom is kinda on a heath kick I guess,” 
	He nodded coyly, and patted my shoulder. “Are you doing ok, after what happened with Daniel?” 
	I paused, gritting my teeth for a moment, forcing myself to stay emotionless towards his words. At the same time, I tried keeping my eyes from watering up again.
	I was tired of crying, I was tired of being asked if I was ok. 
“I’m doing fine,” Was all I said, before walking forward, letting his hand fall off my shoulder as I walked past him, to start down the sidewalk.
	He followed after me, sticking to my side, watching my face for any sign of an emotion. When he found nothing, he spoke again. 
“Good, I’m glad you’re ok… but, I was actually hoping to run into you today,” 
	I glanced at him, then away, keeping my eyes forward. 
“Oh, why is that?” 
“I was meaning to ask, if you wanted to come on a little group date thing with the guys, you know, go out and grab a bite,” He offered, seeming to get a nervous edge to his tone.
	I didn’t look at him. 
The last thing I wanted to do was be out here for any longer then I had to be. I didn’t want to bother with talking to me friends, I just wanted left alone, why couldn’t anyone understand that.
“I don’t know Sam; I’m kinda busy today,”
“With what?”
	Quickly I tried thinking up a lie. 
“Well, I’m going to the new neighbors to meet them, so I doubt I’ll have any time to anywhere else later on, I plan on staying there for quite a while,” 
	Sam frowned, and suddenly stopped walking, staring at me.
	I stopped as well, curious of his reaction.
“You’re going to see the new neighbors?” 
“Yeah, why?”
“They are super weird Jade, my parents won’t even let me walk past their house on the way to baseball practice,” 
	Now I frowned, raising a brow at him.
“Weird how?” I wondered, and began to walk again.	
	He followed behind slowly. 
“Get this, supposedly the family moved here to give their kids a more… ‘rural’ living environment.” He started.
“What’s weird about that?”
“Jade what kind of excuse is that to move here?” Sam said shaking his head.
	I rolled my eyes at that.
“Is that all?”
“You never ever see the parents; you just see the girl, and boy,”
	Again, I didn’t see what was weird about that, maybe the parents preferred to stay inside, and enrich their kids with more nature, but have no desire for it themselves.
“Sam, I think you’re the weird one,” I tried to smile.
	He gave me a half smile, and sighed.
“I’m telling you Jade, they are weird. The boy, and girl, they never wear shoes, you see them walking around town with no shoes at all,” 
	Ok, I had to admit that was a bit strange, but it was nothing that I would consider to dangerous for a kid to walk past the house they live in.
“Maybe they don’t like wearing shoes,” I offered, and turned my attention to the sight of the house that belonged to my new neighbors. 
	Sam was paused a few feet behind me, watching me with a nervous look. 
“I’m telling you Jade, you shouldn’t go in there,” 
“Sam would you relax, I’m just going and welcoming them to the neighborhood, maybe get  to know them a bit ok?” 
	Sam shook his head,
“Ok… don’t come crying to me when they end up being some kind of serial killers,” 
	I almost smiled at that.
“If they were serial killers, I wouldn’t be able to come crying to you, I’d be die,” 
	Sam rolled his eyes now, and gave me a small smile.
“Just be careful, I’ll see you later Jade,” He said as he began to back away, waving as he did so.
	I sighed, and waved back, before turning to look up to the house.
It wasn’t that big of a house, it was about the same size as mine, average. It was entirely built of wooden logs, and had dark green shutters, around each window. On the porch, there sat a simple porch swing, along with a welcome mat and a few outdoor chairs on each side of the door; which could only be reached if you followed the stone path up the driveway, and to the stairs of the porch. 
          I took my time as I made my way across the stone path, and up the stairs of porch. 
          For some reason I felt my heart begin to race as I lifted my fist up to knock on the door. Had Sam’s warnings actually scared me? 
	Lightly, I knocked on the large wooden door, hearing hollowness of the door rattle slightly under just that bit of pressure. 
	In a matter of seconds the door was swiftly opened by a boy, looking closely to my age. His eyes pierced into mine with a flame of emerald green, capturing my breath as I held his gaze. 
“Can I help you,” He said, his voice sounding of sweet velvet perfection. 
	My tongue was tied, and unthinkingly I stepped back from the boy, startled by his beauty. 
“I…um, I’m from the house beside you, just… wanted to say welcome,”
	His emerald orbs took note of me, his arms now crossed, leaning back on the door frame. My eyes roamed him as well, taking in the size of his muscles; half impressed at how firm they looked, and the mess of black curls at the top of his head, seeming to scream out to me to run my hand through it.
	Quickly I pushed those thoughts out of my mind, and forced my eyes to look else were, focusing on the door instead of him.
“Thanks, anything else?” 
	I swallowed back my surprise at his words, now looking up at him. 
“I wanted to see if I could meet you properly, maybe get to know you and your family a bit.” 
	His eyes now seemed to tighten, his jaw snapping shut, before roughing extending his arm towards me to shake. 
“I’m Elijah, nice to meet you,” 
	I took his hand, and nearly jumped out of my skin as I felt electricity fly down my arm at the contact, biting at the inside of my skin It was as if I was getting burned, and cooled at that same time.
	I took this second to examine his perfect features, his stance was tall, and powerful, like he was towering over anyone that went up against him, at the same time, a had a feeling about him that was dark. It was at scare, and thrilling to stand in front of this guy. The way his lips moved as he spoke had gained my attention first, taking in their fullness, and getting the urge to get closer. 
	I fought back against this feeling, and I easily overcame his distracting looks once I thought back to Daniel. I don’t think he would have appreciated my thoughts towards Elijah. And the least I could do was be respectful to his wishes, since I was the one after all who caused him…. Too not be here. 
“I’m Jade, and the pleasure is all mine.” I said, my voice stuttering slightly. 
	As soon as I had said this, he had his hand pulled quickly out of mine, and took a step back, keeping his expression hard as he took hold of his door. 
	Had he noticed my change in tone? Or what? What was his problem with me already? I usually can get along very well with new people. 
	I hadn’t done anything to offend him did I?
“Well, if that’s all you wanted, I guess you’ll be going now,” 
	I frowned, my eyes narrowing just slightly. 
	That was a hint, it was as if he was practically begging me to leave. Was I really that bad to talk with? 
“Well, I wanted to meet you’re family,” 
“They aren’t here,”  
“Where are they?” I asked raising my brow, leaning to the side a bit, trying to glance inside the house. 
“I don’t see how this is any of your business,” He said a bit darkly, shifting to block my view inside. 
	Now I was really getting mad.
“Look, I don’t even want to be here, would you just, talk to me?” I asked crossing my arms across my chest.
	He paused, looking over my expression, and sighing.
“It’s just not a good time ok,” 
	I watched now as he glanced behind him, rubbing the back of his neck for a moment, glancing back at me. 
He at least seemed to be trying to speak more politely towards me, but I could still see the hardness in his eyes, and almost… an urgency. 
“Why,” Was all I could manage out.  
I felt my face getting flushed as I watched him run a hand through his hair. When or eyes met, his eyes quickly snapped away the same time mine did. 
“I’m in the middle of something,” He continued. 
“Another time then,” 
	I couldn’t help this, there was no way I was going to let this go. I was going to sit down and talk to this guy, if it’s the last thing I do.
	He paused again. “You’re real stubborn aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I guess you could say that…” 
“Well, you better be careful, that might just get you killed someday,” He said, and with that he backed up into his house, and closed the door.
	I stood there for a moment, shocked out of my mind that he had said that to me,
Of all the nerve!
	With now a sour mood I turned, and walked down the stairs of the porch. 
	Why does a guy that… attractive, have to be such a jerk?
Well… what did I care anyway. I had to stop thinking like this; that was a horrible thing to do, especially knowing full well that my boyfriend had recently died…
	I paused, my thoughts, waiting for the pain to erupt in my chest at this memory. 
But nothing happened, just a pinch, but that was all. I could still breathe; I didn’t have to hold back my tears.   
	The pain wasn’t there, the longer I waited to feel it, and the more surprised I was that it didn’t come. 
	By the time I had made it back to my house, it still wasn’t there. I didn’t know if this was good or bad… but if this meant no more pain, then I wasn’t going to dare complain.
	As soon as I had managed to open my front door, my mother and father was waiting in front of the door with unnerved looks, which quickly turned to relief.
“Jade, how did it go?” My mother wondered, looking more relaxed in her stance now.
	I gave a shrug, unsure if I wanted to say much about our rather rude new neighbor. 
“I only got to meet one person over there, Elijah,” I muttered, slowly unbuttoning my jean jacket, shaking my head once his image filled my head at his name. 
“Was he nice?”
	I paused, “He’s different,”
 “In a good way, or a bad way?” My father wondered, raising a brow at me. 
“I don’t know… he didn’t say much,” 
“He’s probably shy,” My mother smiled warmly, and glided her way into the living room, taking a seat on the couch. 
	My father nodded in agreement to what she had said, and followed after her, sitting down next to her to turn his attention to the TV. There was a football game on, so of course they would be down here watching it. 
	For some reason, my mom loved football just as much as my dad, which I had to admit was something no one would have guessed coming from my mother. She was about as girlie as a Barbie doll; it didn’t make sense, but as long as they were both happy. 
	All I knew for certain at this moment was, Elijah wasn’t shy, he didn’t want me around, or getting to know him or his family. 
	But that left so many other questions in my mind.
Like, what did he mean by, my stubbornness would end up getting me killed? Was Sam right about this family being serial killers or what? 
	There was a lot I wanted to figure out, and this would be the perfect distraction from Daniel, and the accident… 
“I’m going to head on up to my room for a while,” I stated, walking past my parents, their eyes glued to the game,
“Alright dear, call if you need something,” my mother said not looking away from the TV.
	I nodded, even though they weren’t looking at me, and walked carefully up the stairs to my room. And to my complete surprise, I was able to go all the way up, without the first step slipping me up like usual. 
	Making my way into my room I let myself fall down onto my bed, shifting around to get comfy, and then pulling the blanket up to my chin. 
	My thoughts didn’t stray from Elijah for one minute, and I couldn’t help but admit I was rather glad, it was less painful thinking about this rude boy, then thinking about Daniel, so I held onto my thoughts of him as hard as I could.
	I let myself become engulfed.
Slowly I let my eyes close, feeling a bit tired. 
	Maybe a nap would be a good idea. But then again, it wasn’t even 2 pm yet, I couldn’t take a nap now. Then I would be awake all night, which isn’t a good idea at all. 
	As I opened one eye, I noticed a flash of brown out my window. 
	Lifting myself up, I moved off my bed, and towards the window, catching something dark brown go flying into the behind my house.
	My eyes widened. 
	That thing was huge, what ever it was.
Hopefully it wasn’t a bear… but bears didn’t come out in the mornings did they? I wasn’t very knowledgeable when it came to wildlife. 
	I waited for a long time, watching out the window, waiting for what ever the animal was to come back, but it never did. I guess it got scared off by something. God only knows by what. 
	Taking my time, I crawled back in bed, and pulled my blankets up over my head, closing my eyes once more. 
	Ok… maybe just a tiny nap wouldn’t hurt to bad…
As I drifted to sleep, I swore I could feel the presence of someone hovering over me, breathing down on the blankets, but I was too sleepy to care. And soon, there was nothing but black.
	I guess there was hope of moving on. You just had to take the first step… be a bit brave, and hopefully you will find something beautiful. 

Elijah’s Point of View

	Jade. 
She was going to be a problem. I knew that for sure already. I could still feel my heart pounding loudly in my chest. 
	She was for sure suspicious of me, she wasn’t stupid, and that was obvious just by looking at her. She had a brilliant beauty to her; that I couldn’t ignore. It wasn’t good smart to begin having thoughts like these towards a human girl. 
	She shouldn’t need to deal with my kind of, in her life. She needs to be kept away from us, to be safe. 
“Nice job Eli, you probably scared her off for good,” My sister Vanessa spoke, walking over to me, glancing out the window, probably watching Jade walk away from the house. 
	I looked down with a glare, wanting to smack the smirk off her face, but instead I just turned, and walked away. 
“Whatever,”
“What’s you’re problem?” She asked following after me with a raised brow, looking annoyed with me. 
	Frankly, I didn’t care if she was or not. She would never understand me any way, so there was no point in trying to even explain how I was feeling on the inside, I didn’t even know myself, what I was feeling. 
	I didn’t want to stay away from Jade… I wanted to get to know her, and find out why there is a hidden sadness in her eyes. I didn’t know why… but after meeting her, she was the only thing in my thoughts. 
“Just buzz off,” 
	Vanessa growled lowly, pausing as I walked into my room. 
“You better watch you’re mouth or you’ll be swallowing you’re teeth?” She threatened.
	I rolled my eyes, shrugging at her, unafraid, knowing that I was stronger, and faster then her. 
“Very scary Vanessa, what site online did you find that threat?”
	Her face now was flushing in fury, her whole body trembling. 
“You little ass, I’ll kill you,” She growled, crouching as if to attack. 
	I was serious now, moving back. “Vanessa, get to the backyard before you transform in the house,” 
	Her eyes widened, but quickly did as I said, running towards the back door, but I could already hear the ripping of clothing, and the rumble of a wolf growl. 
	Rolling my eyes I closed my bedroom down, and went to my chair, sitting down to control my breathing. 
	We needed to figure out how to keep that girl calm or she is going to blow our cover… again. She was always the reason we had to move. But this time… I couldn’t say that I was annoyed that she had us move here…
	Jade… 
I shook my head slowly. 
	Stop thinking about her. She’s a human. You’re a beast. Stay away from her. You can, and will hurt her. 
	I had to keep thinking this to myself. If I didn’t, who knows what would happen.
	

Jade’s Point of View