I am cursed to wait. To be alone in the farthest depths of my own reality only to be brought back in the cruelest of ways. To never understand the hollow lives of the people surrounding me. *sigh* The sound of my own breath startled me. I sit on the bleachers by the seconded baseball field, like its self i an often empty. I can here the children playing at the park not far from here, I can see the adults collapse the soccer nets from the ending games and returning them to the cars. I am blinded by the slow setting sun as it falls behind the new, clean, white mormon church. A cascade of orange pink and yellow fall over the whole area. Oh what a wholesome area i have come to reside. I am cursed to wait for the darkness to set. For the people to clear due to the nearing night. I am cursed to wait to become another creature of the night. I glance up, to see him, my friend, my love and my unavoidable end. We hadn't spoken after his accident, until now for i know what this night means. He is my partner in crime.
"Hey! Your here?!" Nathan shouted as he flew around the corner, just barely in my sight.
"You sound surprised. We always do this together." I responded
He hugged me, although warm they had changed they have become less welcoming and more distant. I still want him to hold me. We leave, racing off into the night, to enjoy our dirty deeds. I hope will be the first of many night we run together.
     As we stumble home some odd hours later. I can still feel their hand tearing at my very soul. Th blood curtailing screams, and cries of terror. We were intercepted and what i thought was our first night of many travels had just become my last. We arrive at my house, empty as it has been for several weeks. My parents had left after an outburst. Another crack in my otherwise perfect facade. The cracks are getting harder to patch. I do not blame them it was a proper choice, the only choice. Nathan held me as he walked to my door, i could hear the commotion of people rushing to the front room. he whispered only one thing to me before he knocked,'Only this once'.
He knocked. The door swung open. I must have been almost two hours passed curfew.
He lowered my to my feet and quickly said in my ear just loud enough for me to hear "They will forgive you. just don't tell them what happened. Its all taken care of and nothing will hurt you"
Only you. I just nod. they stare and Nathan's disposition changes form serious to cheerful. They all just stood there.
"If you don't want her i would be more than happy to take her" he said "But she might need help walking" He wouldn't take me even if the slammed the door in my face.
"I got her" Said Xander.
He was a lifelong friend. He was tall and slender his hair not long but just enough to slightly cover his eyes. A deep brown color but light in the sun. His eyes a piercing blue that could see to the very depths of my soul the very place i retreat to. His voice now cold. I cringe when ever i catch his glance. He brings me to the kitchen, sets me on the table and begins the inspection. I was covered in dirt, mud, sweat, rain and tears, not that any of that mattered for in combination to the rest of my distrested clothing and skin was blood. Yet i was not bruised, cut nor did i show any signs of  crying recently. Nathan was good at what he did, if only he could clean up his own messes. I am cleaned up, looked over nothing special. I look down i can still feel his hands on me, I burst into tears. How could i be so weak, Nathan would be so disappointed. I spoke not a word just collapsed. He left me without so much as a good-bye.