Fifteen

As I stepped out of the cab and made my way towards the entrance of my apartment building, I noticed a familiar figure standing outside. It was Keith, the same man who had attacked me before I went on my mission to hunt the rogue vampires.

My first instinct was to turn around and run in the opposite direction, but Keith called out to me. "Wait, please," he said, his voice trembling slightly.

I hesitated for a moment before approaching him, keeping a safe distance. "What do you want, Keith?" I asked, trying to sound as composed as possible.

"I wanted to apologize for what I did to you," he said, his eyes downcast. "I know I was wrong, and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have attacked you like that."

I was taken aback by his sudden apology, but at the same time, I felt a sense of relief. I had been on edge since the attack, constantly looking over my shoulder and wondering when the next threat would come.

"I appreciate your apology," I said cautiously. "But why did you do it in the first place?"