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just want to let you know how I feel. How Mom and Dad feel. So kid, get up and let’s go face this together. Tell them you need some time to figure out what you want to do,” Taylor said, returning her smile. “Give me your hand Red Freak.”
    Cat scowled jokingly as he helped pull her to her feet. “That’s Miss Red Freak to you, buddy.” As they walked back to their cars, Taylor threw his arm around Cat’s shoulders and pulled her close. She smiled, and swiped away the tear that had trickled down her cheek.
    When they reached the parking lot, Taylor was relieved to see Ryan’s car wasn’t there. Ròs stood by the Mustang, watching the pair warily as they approached. Cat moved toward her aunt, shocking Ròs as she hugged her tightly. Ròs’ throat constricted and words escaped her as she hugged back.
    As Ròs watched Cat and Taylor settle into their vehicles, a quick vision shot through her head. An ornate coffin, a gorgeous evil vampire, and the whisper of Catherine’s name from his lips. She gasped. “Cain is going to find out about her,” she whispered under her breath. Ròs looked at Cat with worry in her eyes, as she began to drive away.
    “Something wrong Ròs?” Taylor asked.
    “No, nothing.”
    “Well, come on then. Get in. Cat’s going to beat us home.”

 
     
     
    3
    I Know What You Are

     
    Cat opened her eyes and it was pitch black. She couldn’t see anything. Her breathing sounded louder than usual and seemed to engulf her. Raising her head quickly, trying to sit up, she hit full force into something. “Oww! Damn, that hurt!” she yelled in pain, rubbing her forehead. Feeling above her, Cat felt a soft, silky, fabric covering something solid. As she pressed her palms upward, she was met with resistance and couldn’t budge whatever lay above her. Kicking to the front and side, she felt she was enclosed within a space. She began to panic. Her breathing grew heavier as she started pounding her fists about, hoping someone would hear. She tried to scream, but nothing came out. Cat began frantically pushing upward using all her strength, but nothing would budge. She took in a couple deep breaths trying to calm herself and then tried to focus. A beeping noise startled her and she realized it was her cell phone indicating a message. Digging in her pocket she found her cell and read the text:
    Wake up, Cat !
     
    The number was unknown. By the light of her phone, Cat caught a glimpse of something next to her. Slowly, she turned to face it. Piercing jet black eyes bore into hers. The man’s cold stare caused Cat to freeze in fear. He grinned, revealing his long fangs. “Catherine,” he whispered. She let out a blood curdling scream and began pounding feverishly. He reached out for her, his evil laughter filling her ears.
    Cat sat up violently in bed, breathing heavily. Her throat felt raw, as if she had been screaming for hours. She reached over to her nightstand, her hand was shaking as she turned on her lamp, which filled the room with a soft glow. “Seriously, Cat? Dreams about sleeping next to vampires? Really? I’m so over vampires! I don’t care if they say I am one. I’m over it!” She pulled herself out of bed and she made her way to the bathroom. Cat splashed cold water on her face, and then grabbed for her hand towel.
    Feeling pressure in her upper jaw, she moved closer to the mirror and opened her mouth wide. By the flicker of the night-light she saw two long pearly white fangs descend from her gums. Her eyes widened with shock. “What the?” she exclaimed, flipping on the overhead light, and then realized her mind was not playing tricks on her. She was indeed staring into the face of her vampire side. She moved closer to the mirror, and examined her fangs, pulling her lips back to get a better look.
    Hearing a knock at the bedroom door, Cat stiffened, putting her hand over her mouth, shielding her fangs. “One second!” she called out, her fangs causing a slight