*** I know these chapters are kind of short, but I thought I should post this now so I can take some time to develop some plot for the next chapter. I'm going to write the next one over the next couple days so it should be out shortly after this one! Thanks for reading guys and don't forget to vote!!!!***
I stumbled out of the library, searing pain ripping through my shoulder. I knew I had to get home, and luckily I lived only a block away from the university. Once I was home, I collapsed into bed and passed out for several hours.
It was nearly dawn by the time I woke up, part of me was trying to figure out why I was up this early until I heard it again. Someone was in my apartment. I slowly crept out of my bedroom, still wearing my yellow dress but now slightly dishevelled. I went to the closet in the hall to grab my baseball bat when suddenly the movement stopped. I paused, standing as still as I could while listening for any signs the person was coming my way.
"Jamie it's me..." I heard Adams solemn voice from the living room "we need to talk... please."
I barrelled into the living room "You're damn straight we need to talk, where the hell do you get off, ignoring me and acting like you don't care and then just when I think I've gotten through to you and we're getting to the good stuff, you fucking bite me and run off. Look at my shoulder; you bit me so hard it's probably going to scar!" I pulled my dress strap off my shoulder to show him the mark.
Adam had looked like he was about to say something but had stopped the moment I pulled my dress strap to the side. He was looking at my shoulder with a mixture of confusion and horror. Puzzled, I looked down at my shoulder, expecting to see the teeth marks, but what was left was a perfect circle. It looked almost like a tattoo but I didn't remember getting one. No normal wound could heal in that short amount of time, let alone leave a tattoo in its place.
"Adam...What did you do to me?" I asked, starting to freak out. "What are you?"