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me when you’re not so…so…thirsty.”
    “For one thing, I don’t have a steady supply from the blood bank anymore.”
    I thought about his mother, but I said nothing. I didn’t want to broach that deep and painful subject at the moment.
    “Can’t Lucius get you some?”
    “He might be able to spare a little, but I’ve stayed away to protect him, too.”
    “Bo, you can’t do this alone. There are people who love you, who want to help you, and you have to let us.”
    Bo rubbed his thumb across my lips and, though I couldn’t see him, I thought he was probably smiling, a tiny, sad quirk of the lips.
    “You’re amazing, did you know that?”
    “Bo, I’m serious.”
    “I know you are, and I hope it won’t be much longer until we can be together.”
    That brought me a modicum of consolation, but it still sounded like a goodbye-for-now kind of deal, which set off a pang of dread in my stomach.
    “Don’t go,” I said, preempting him. “Stay. Just for a little while longer.”
    “I can’t, Ridley. I can’t fight this much longer.”
    I wanted to tell him not to, not to even try to fight it, but I knew it was no use.
    His mind was made up and I’d just have to wait until he felt it was safe to come again.

    “When will I see you again?”
    “Soon,” he answered vaguely.
    Bo leaned forward and pressed his lips to my forehead. The tender gesture soothed my frazzled nerves like a calming tide.
    He pulled back, but didn’t walk away. I imagined that he was staring down at me and I looked up to where his eyes probably were.
    I knew that, in mine, he could undoubtedly see the fear, the desperation, the love, the raw need that tore at my heart.
    “I love you, too” he whispered, as if reading my mind.
    My chest felt like it was going to explode when I heard him turn to walk away. How could one moment in time be so bitter and yet so sweet?
    Sitting back on my haunches, I listened until I heard nothing but the soft shift of my curtains as the breeze ruffled them and the nighttime symphony that played just outside my window.
    I closed my eyes and inhaled. His scent was strong. It clung to my hair, to my skin, to my lips. I hugged my arms around me, feeling at the same time empty and full. It was with those conflicting feelings that I finally drifted off into the best sleep I’d had in days.

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“The Accident.” That was the generic name that the public at large had adopted to identify the singular event comprised of Bo and Devon’s disappearance and the brutal assault on Savannah.
    It was during the weeks that followed “the accident” that I began to see a marked difference at school. In a good way, it was like stepping into The Twilight Zone— a whole other world. There had been many changes, but one of the biggest (and the best as far as I was concerned), however, was that people were actually sort of nice to each other. I know, crazy, right?
    Trinity, the resident evil-doer, had turned into a vampire and fled school, taking with her a toxin that had plagued her peers for years. She had essentially traded in one kind of venom for another, only the venom she could spread with her fangs hadn’t become as proliferative. Yet.
    Though everyone undoubtedly thought she went missing (like Bo and Devon), I think they were shamefully relieved that she was gone. With her out of the picture, it was as if a dark cloud had been lifted from the student body. Despite the disappearances of a few in our number, the mood was lighter than I’d ever known it to be.
    I could really see the burgeoning love in everyone’s response to Devon. He was Trinity’s ex-boyfriend, one she’d attacked and absconded with the night of the accident. Despite his history with Trinity, everyone liked Devon. It was even more apparent now. There were always flowers at the foot of his locker and pictures of him hanging all over the door. It was a fabulous show of love and support, a loud statement saying he was dearly missed. I