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his sides. “What?”
                  “I’m not a vampire anymore. I don’t know how, and I don’t know why, but I’m normal. I’m me again.”
                  Emma puts her hand over her mouth, and makes a sobbing sound. She might not have been very friendly at the door, but it seems like she missed her big brother. She goes to hug Nick, but their father yells, “Don’t touch him!”
                  “What’s wrong?” Nick frowns at his father, and says, “You don’t have to be afraid of me anymore.”
                  “Even if you are human again, you’re still not welcome under my roof. You’re still the reason Caroline is dead.”
                  Caroline. Nick’s youngest sister. He’s only mentioned her once, on our first date. Ever since, we’ve both known to steer clear of that particular topic; it’s too painful. But apparently, his father has no problem using it as a weapon, and I can see it working. Nick’s fists clench, and his voice shakes as he says, “You know that wasn’t my fault. I wasn’t the one who-“
                  “I don’t believe you. I never have. You say there was another vampire, that she knocked you out, but the fact remains that I opened my door to find you covered in my daughter’s blood.” Nick’s father wipes something from his cheek, and says, “You tore this family apart. So even if you're telling me the truth, and you’re cured, you’re still no son of mine.”
                  “How dare you!,” Nick yells. “I may have had a constant craving for blood, but I would never have taken it from Caroline!”
    “As if you could control your urges! You killed her, I know you did!”
    “You weren’t there, you didn’t see-“
                  “I saw enough! Now get out of my house, you monster! I’m warning you!”
                  “Or what? What are you going to do?”
                  Nick’s father makes a sudden movement, and it feels like time slows down. I see his hand dart beneath the sofa cushion, feel Nick tense next to me, hear something whistling through the air, and –
                  My hand wraps around a small kitchen knife, inches away from burying itself into Nick’s chest. The blade digs into my flesh, and I can feel something warm dribbling down my arm, but I hardly care. All I’m aware of is the rage bubbling within me, and I fix my stare on Nick’s father. He looks ashen, and whimpers a little before saying, “You… you’re another one. A monster, just like Nicholas.”
                  “Actually, no. I only see one monster here, and that’s you .” I’d expected to struggle with keeping my voice down, but it comes out even, menacing. People tell me I’m at my most dangerous when I’m quiet, but this is my first time being conscious of it. My upper jaw hurts, but I pay it no mind as I say, “You can be angry all you like, but the second you attack my boyfriend, your own son , that’s when you’ve taken things too far. So-“
                  “Enough.” Nick squeezes my uninjured hand, and I turn to look at him, noting the defeated, slightly panicked look in his eyes. His eyes roam over my face as he says, “It’s fine, this isn’t your fight. Let’s just get out of… Oh my God.”
                  “What, what is it?”
                  It takes Nick a moment to answer; he’s too focused on my mouth. Then, finally, he speaks. “Heather… you have fangs.”
    ***
                  “Please let this be a nightmare,” I mutter. I study myself in Nick’s bathroom mirror, checking over my reflection for other significant changes. I’m not impressed by the “fangs” Nick noticed earlier; they’re more oversized canines than anything else. They’re slightly longer and sharper than they used to be, but nowhere near as long