Once I open my door, I stop in a frightened halt, looking at the dark frame of a male sitting on my bed.
I slowly reach for the light, flicking it on. I sigh in relief, as Jared looks at me.

"What are you doing here, pig? Snooping through my Bra's? Looking through my closet for souvenirs?"
"Rylee..."
"What? You want me back? No, sweets. Never, ever would I go back to you, you presumptuous jerk. How'd you even get in anyways? The--"

Before I realise, Jared pins me against the wall, his hand over my mouth.

"Listen, and Listen closely. Your family is in danger and you are lucky I am even here to warn you. Since you are sired to me, My enemies are your enemies. My enemies are out to kill me, and now they want you too. They are determined to kill us. We have to keep a careful eyes on them. They are assiduous when it comes to the death of their enemies."
Jared pauses there to release me once I am listening closely, though I have fear in my eyes. Francesca had a foreboding feeling once she saw Aiden in the driveway. She was right. Aiden is being followed by them. You need to keep a close eye on him unless you want him to be bait. Turner, Lila, Devon and Daniel won't stop until they successfully murder you. Now, If you want to be narcissistic, I'll leave you and your family of mortals, who are incompetent to fend for themselves, on your own against very powerful vampires."

"No, No...I'm so sorry. I thought you came to be a---"
"Hush, Rylee. Now call your friend over."
"Jeremiah? Why?"
"Do as I say. Turner is hunting down anyone you love."

I feel hot tears begin to swell my eyes as I quickly call Jeremiah, he picks up after the first few rings.

"Hello? Ryles?" Says a sleepy, exasperated voice.
"Yeah, It's me. Can you spend the night?"
"Uh...Maybe."
"Come on, please. I'm begging you..."
"Okay, Okay. Why the aghast tone?"
"I'll explain later. Just hurry."
"Okay, beautiful. Be there in a few."
"Bye."

With my goodbye, he is gone. I won't be able to put my mind at ease until he is in my presence. "This is exactly why I don't love. It's a weakness."
"You don't love because you don't know how."
"I do, sweetheart. I've had three-hundred years of practice."
"Have you ever loved someone, but didn't know how to tell them because you were afraid to loose them?
"You are talking about this Zachariah boy?"
"It's Jeremiah, for the record." I grumble, crossing my arms.
"I see how tense you are because I got his name wrong. I know his name. I was testing you."
"I just care about him so much. He means alot to me."
"He loves you more than you know, Rylee."
"How do you know?"
"The way he looks at you in Theatre. Don't think I didn't see that he was the one to choose Romeo and Juliet as a play suggestion. I think we all know who he'd have chosen to be the Juliet to his romeo."
"Do you think he's...not into girls besides me?"
"Ah, The manscara and the guyliner?" chuckles Jared.
"No..." I fight off fits of laughter. "I don't mean If he's gay. I mean...Do you think he looks at any girls besides me?"
"No. I watch him alot and never have I saw his eyes travel anywhere unless he is scanning the area for you."
"Why do you watch him?" I say, my eyebrow curving.
"I just do, Okay? For your sake."
"Okay then?" I fiddle with a loose string on my hoodie as I hear rocks being softly thrown at my window. I smile softly, I rush over to my window, pointing to the ladder leaning against the side of my building. As he walks over to the ladder, I hear a shuffle of leaves coming from within the trees, as I jump from my window, my inhuman speedsending me over to Jeremiah, I shove him back, he stumbles. My eyes glow a blood red, veins emerge from under my eyes, I growl. My fangs slowly descend from my gums as I vigilant, protective stance in front of Jeremiah.
"Rylee?! What's going on?"
"Go. Run inside."
"No! I refuse to le--"
I cut him off, shouting, "GO! NOW!"
He runs towards the front of my house, heading inside as Jared stands at my side, his eyes a deeper red than mine as he stands, scanning the trees.
"What? What did you see?"
"I heard leaves rustling! I think It's them."

As soon as I finish my sentence, A small racoon makes it's prescence known.
"I can't believe you. Paranoia is getting to you."
"How can it not? I didn't know what could've transpired if it was them. I couldn't bare loosing Jeremiah."

Jared releases a sigh, he shuts his eyes, returning to his normal form, the veins disappearing from under his eyes, as well as mine. I head inside, finding Jeremiah staring outside the window.

"Jeremiah..."
"No. Before anything, I want and explanation."