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Samuel nods again, face scrunched in thought. He retraces his steps, leaving me to sit with myself as he returns to the bathroom.
As soon as he’s out of sight, panic replaces the numb. What is he going to do to me? How will I explain this to the cops? Will I have to clean Joey’s blood off my floor?
My throat threatens to close, and I gasp, clawing desperately at the fracturing pieces of my sanity. Joey almostrapedme. He was going to carve me up. Dismember me, probably. Would he have gotten away with it?
The worst part is knowing no one would miss me. No one would remember plain old Jane, other than my co-workers. Stacy would be shocked for a month or two, but then I’d vanish from her thoughts, too. I’d benothing.No one.
And somehow, Samuel saved me.
He ripped through my wall to keep me alive. His fangs-fangs- tore through Joey’s neck before Joey’s knife could tear through me.
Samuel didn’t answer my question because he knows I already have my answer.
He’s a vampire.
A dark shadow, Samuel, returns from the bathroom with something in his hand. A leather wallet with the letter J engraved into the bottom corner.
Samuel flicks it open, pulling cards out and tossing them to my floor. “If he had your cell phone number, then he probably had access to your phone. Does the coffee shop you work in have Wi-Fi?”
I nod my head, eyes wide.
He casts a sidewards glance over to me as he takes out more cards. He reaches into the spacious money pocket and retrieves a paper business card. “Ah, our friend owned a phone repair shop. Says here they’re experts in the field of spyware removal.” Samuel leans toward me, extending his arm to offer me the card.
I take it.
Joey’s Smart Phone Repair. Buggy? Slow? We’ll give it a go. #1 in town for malware and spyware removal.
“Do you pay your bills with your phone? Or get deliveries?”
I return the card to him. “Yeah, of course.”
Samuel’s eyes darken. “He probably got access to your phone while you were on the internet at work. I’ve seen it happen before.”
I dig my toes into the mattress beneath my comforter. “It doesn’t matter, anyway. How did you know he was here?”
His sable, inky hair falls over his forehead, framing the beautiful darkness of his eyes. Slowly, he steps closer. “I heard you crying.”
My chest squeezes. I hadn’t been loud; I know that. In the moment, I was so fucking scared my voice was barely audible as I pleaded with Joey. I bunch the fabric of my pajamas in one hand, clenching my fist around the material. “Youheardme?”
He moves closer, the intensity of his gaze locking onto me with a gentle tenderness. “Yes.”
My ears pound. “What else have you heard?”
His eyes sparkle, and his lips lift. The mischievous glint in his gaze reveals more than his words. “I’m normally too busy to listen. Tonight you were lucky.”
“And you can do that because you’re a… vampire?” The word gets lodged in my throat.
His head cocks, nodding once.
Vampires are real.
“What else can you do?”
He peers at me for a moment longer before taking a step back, deflecting. His eyes dance over my room again, but this time they’re measuring. “Do you have any boxes? A few suitcases, perhaps?”
“Why?”
He crouches, glancing under my bed. After seeing the only three bags I own, he pulls them out. One is an oversized duffle bag, for if I ever spend the night somewhere other than here. The other two are bookbags, large enough for my laptop and anything else I’d need during a day trip. “Because,” he says, hands assessing the bags. “We’re going on an extended holiday.”
