School was cancelled for the rest of the week, which was just as well because no one would be going anyway. We would have our finals when we returned from our two-week Christmas break, and the little kids would have a winter party instead of a Christmas party upon their return. Plans were adjusted, schedules were changed, people did what needed to be done to get by since our small community had lost a second young life inside of a month’s time.
I’d slept late into the morning, which was unusual for me, but despite my nap, I was completely exhausted in every way imaginable. The night before, my parents had gotten me out of bed long enough to pick at a piece of chicken, but the last thing I wanted to do was eat. By the time I’d checked my phone, everyone already knew, so I didn’t bother to text anything back except for to let Lucy, Emma, Milo, and Wes know that I was okay. If that was the case, it didn’t feel like it, but I could hardly tell them h
My eyes flickered to Elliott, and I silently wondered if this was because he had not done a very good job of helping me “deal” with my “grief.” He smiled at me, a small reassuring gesture, and I quickly put my attention elsewhere, back to Hannah. “Thanks,” was about all I could manage.“How are the rest of your friends?” my dad asked. He looked at me, and for a moment I thought he might send me out of the room, like all of this was also top-secret, but he didn’t.Cadence replied, “Okay. They spoke to Elliott and Hannah, and I think that helped.”My parents nodded, and I pretended like I had no idea what that meant, like I was supposed to think Elliott and Hannah were just good at talking to people instead of knowing what Cadence really meant was that her new friend had brainwashed her gang from high school, and Hannah had used her emotional manipulation, the same good juju I was feeling right now.
I did know he could. I knew Elliott could do a lot of things to hurt me, even if he wasn’t a vampire. He’s a big dude. But I also knew that he wouldn’t harm a hair on my head. Because he liked me. I didn’t know why, but I knew that he did. And I liked him, too. For some reason, I felt like I’d known him a lot longer than a few days. He seemed familiar in the way the sun or the moon feel like old friends, like he’d always been there in the background, part of my life I’d never noticed before.Part of me wanted to respect his wishes and not tell my friends anything, but I knew they deserved to know as much as I did. I called Lucy and Emma on three-way and waited for them both to answer before I began to recite what I’d learned from Cadence. I hadn’t really spoken to them since I’d left Lucy’s the day before, when my mom picked me up to tell me about Jack, though we’d sent a few texts about how we couldn&rsq
I went to bed a little earlier than usual that night after updating my notes and going over a few things. Lucy had sent me more information about vampire infections, and Emma sent some links to sites that talked about telepathy, but I didn’t have the energy to look at them right then. Wes’s birthday party was still on for the next day, and even though part of me didn’t want to go, my parents thought it was a good idea. And I thought maybe I needed a little more normal. I closed my notebook and my eyes, shutting off the light on my phone, which was already plugged in to charge.Maybe half an hour passed before I heard my sister’s voice. At first, I wasn’t sure what was happening, but then I realized she was on the phone, though it sounded brief. I couldn’t understand what she was saying, but by her tone, I got the impression all was not well. She sounded stressed. I considered getting up and going next door to check on her, but then I heard
Turning to watch him, I stood with my mouth open, pushing the microwave door closed without looking. Elliott found a small saucepan and poured the milk into it, flicking on a burner. He was mumbling to himself, something about, “kids these days,” and “barbarians.” I was amused; I never would’ve taken him for the kind of person who could be so irritated by something that seemed so unimportant to me.I decided to take a seat at the table while he began to slowly stir the milk, being very careful to warm it evenly and not burn it. “You seem to know a lot about warming milk,” I noted.“Yeah, well, my mom taught me early. Used to have to help take care of my baby brother. And then…” he stopped talking. I wondered where the thought was going, but he didn’t seem to want to finish it, so I went back to what he had actually felt comfortable telling me.“I didn’t know you had a brother.”
I felt sorry for Wes. His birthday party should’ve been epic, but instead, everyone looked morose. Even the upbeat songs and the disco lights reflecting off the slick skating surface didn’t make any of us feel any better; everyone was thinking about poor Jack Cook.The rumors were ridiculous, and I tried not to listen to them. Of course, in comparison, I supposed they weren’t any more out there than what I thought might be the truth—that Jack Cook was infected by a vampire, turned, and was killed by a team of “good” vampires that my sister had recently joined. I guess the other kids’ ideas that it was the bubonic plague, tainted Mountain Dew, or an infiltration by Russian spies really weren’t that outlandish after all.Once the party was over, Em and I headed to Lucy’s house. My folks thought it would be a good idea if I slept over for some reason. Maybe it was because they wanted me out of their hair so they could
We were scrambling, trying to hide whatever we could while still making sure our notes were clear. We still weren’t exactly sure what we’d seen, but we had come so far. I wasn’t about to let Elliott take it all away from me now. He’d have to claw it out of my cold, dead hands. That thought didn’t last long before I realized that could easily be arranged, and ice water began to run through my veins.“Why did you do that?” Lucy asked, shoving her laptop and notebook in a secret hiding space she had beneath a floorboard behind her dresser. “You shouldn’t have told him!”“Because I’m an idiot,” I replied. I had no idea why I’d made that phone call. “I thought I could trust him!”“You’re an idiot!” Emma agreed.“I know!” I grabbed my coat, having done my best to hide my laptop under a stack of Lucy’s clothing, and my notebook was
Jack Cook’s memorial was held in the cafetorium at our school—that is, the cafeteria/auditorium/gymnasium, and even with the folding doors open encompassing the entire space, the place was jam-packed with people so that there were people standing in the back behind the rows and rows of folding chairs. Despite the chilly December air, the doors were propped open because there were even people on the walkway outside.My family had ridden together, though Cadence was sitting in the front with Jack’s family and her friends. My mom, dad, and I sat a few rows behind them. I had been crying most of the morning. The thought of saying goodbye to Jack for good was just too much for me, and the burden of knowing something was going on with my sister and I had no one to talk to about it was almost more than I could bear. I was glad Elliott was still around, but for the most part, all I’d gotten from him was sympathetic smiles. Now that Lucy and Emma had forgotten
There would be a gathering at Jack’s uncle Mike’s house in a little while. My parents wanted to drop me off at Lucy’s house—her parents had decided she didn’t need to come to Jack’s funeral, and Emma was with her—but I insisted that I wanted to go. I knew that Milo and Wes would be there, and I thought I was just as old and mature as they were, so my parents gave in.We were about halfway across the field when my mom got a text. “Cadence is riding with Aaron,” my mom said, looking a little worried as she glanced over my head at my dad.“Okay,” he said. I got the impression whatever it was my mom was concerned about, my dad didn’t get it.I could see Cadence getting into the Lamborghini in front of us and silently wondered what it would be like to ride in that car. I wondered if I’d ever know….We went home for a bit because we wanted to give Mike’s family some time