Chapter 127

The day of my twenty-first birthday, I awoke in the woodshed to darkness, alone. Believe me, it was better than the alternative because I didn't trust myself, not even a little bit. I hated it though. My body craved my vamps so much that I ached with need, but I needed time with my thoughts during my few moments of clarity, time to reevaluate myself as a vampire/slayer, time to mentally prepare myself for tonight.

Reluctantly, they'd agreed, but the three of them looked they were just about ready to cave in on themselves from worry. To be honest, I was, too. The static in my head had grown louder, and the right side of my body had gone numb like it had given up. But after tonight, it would all be over, one way or another. No, that wasn't me accepting that the end could mean my death. I would fight like mad until the very end, no matter what, like I'd been doing this whole time.