The next day I sat on my bed, staring at my cell phone, biting my lip with nerves. Yesterday, I had taken Justin back to my house, and explained everything that had happened from the very first attack by Hektor. He was shocked, but didn't flip like I thought he would have. But right now, I felt hurt to know Dale would always be around me, and so would Justin. If Justin stayed near me, he might get hurt. Sighing, I picked up my phone, then searched for his number before pressing send.

"Hello?" Justin answered on the second ring, that was when I felt my heart begin to drop.

"Justin, can you come over?" I asked in a quiet voice. There was a long pause before his answer.

"Sure, I'm on my way." And before anything else was said, we both hung up. I set my phone on my pillow before running downstairs. That's when I waited. It took a few minutes before the door bell rang, and I opened the door, stepping in front of Justin outside.

"I need to talk to you," I whipsered. "It's very important."

"Okay," Justin said slowly. "What's up?" I looked away, knowing how much this was going to hurt us both. But I knew I had to do it for his own safety. I slowly shut the door, and stared at the ground below me.

"I don't think it'd be smart for us to stay together, Justin." I said weakly. There was a pause of shocked silence, and I felt like my heart was breaking slowly.

"No, Hannah," Justin's voice was cracked, and I looked up to see his eyes watering a little. "I don't want to lose you, now that I finally have you."

"Listen, Justin, it'll be dangerous to have you around me while there are Vampires who were friends with Hektor, and could try and get revenge. Once I varify that it's safe, we can get back together, okay?" I placed both hands on his cheeks, wishing I could cry. The most I did here was frown. I leaned my forehead against his as a tear slipped from his left eye.

"I understand, Hannah." Justin whispered. I wrapped my arms around his back, as his wrapped around my neck. When we released each other, Justin walked away. My arm automatically reached up to try to stop him, but I held back. Why should I stop him? He had every right to leave without saying goodbye. I slowly turned, and went back into my house. When I had the door latched, I ran as fast as my legs would take me to my room, where I locked my door, and flung myself onto the bed. I felt like I had just made the biggest mistake of my life, but I knew I had to do it. It was the only way to keep him safe. Slowly, I drifted into a depressed sleep.

I woke up to night time, and frowned, thinking I had slept too long. Slowly, I turned over to my side to see Dale sitting in my computer chair, staring out the window again. I sat up slowly, climbing from my bed, and walking to my vanity to get my brush as if Dale lived here, and I expected it. I slowly combed the snarls that had formed from the little nap I had taken.

"I'm really sorry you had to go through that," Dale said suddenly, though I knew what he meant. "I knew I should've stayed away from you, I knew it was a stupid idea."

"How did you find out?" I asked, setting the brush down. I turned to face Dale, waiting for the answer. There was a pause before he spoke again.

"I was here when it happened, in a tree close by to your house. I was only there to make sure nothing happened to you. But I had to be in a tree because of the sun." Dale explained, standing from the chair.

"I see." Was all I could say. Dale stayed silent, which made me more silent. The silence dragged on for a few minutes, before I broke it.

"I had to though, it was the safest choice. Even if you did stay away from me, Hektor would have still attacked us that day. The reason he attacked us was because I got away the first time he tried to kill me, which, I was at the park to get air, I wasn't there because you told me to. None of this is your fault." I watched as Dale's flashed over to me.

"So, you two officially are not dating right now?" Dale asked, raising an eyebrow.

"As much as it sucks, we're over until I know it's safe." I stated, looking to the floor.

"So, it's not a permanent thing?" I heard the disappointment in Dale's voice.

"Probably not, I'm sorry." I knew apologizing wasn't going to help anything, but I felt like I had to. Like if I didn't, something bad would happen to one of us. Even if that was just anxiety, I couldn't ignore it. I heard Dale approach me, and looked up to see him standing right in front of me.

"Hannah, please don't slap me." Dale's words confused me.

"I would never slap you, Dale. Why did you say that?" I cocked my head to the side. His icey hands gripped my shoulders gently, and I looked into his gold eye. Only when Dale began to lean in did I realize what was happening. I knew this was a bad idea to let him, but I couldn't stop him even if I tried because part of me wanted this too. I felt his ice cold lips press against mine, and it made my heart freeze in place. The kiss lasted for what felt like forever, and when he pulled his head back, I looked at him with shock.

"You have no clue how long I have waited to do that," Dale whispered. "Please don't be mad."

"I-I'm not." I stuttered, looking away to hide the blush I knew was forming across my cheeks.

"Maybe you should get more rest, Hannah." Dale said with concern, obviously noticing that I started to shake. I didn't even have time to object as he lifted me from the ground, carrying me to the bed. He layed me under the cover swiftly, kissing my forehead gently before going back to the computer chair. I stared at his perfect figure as sleep began to grip me once more.