"I'll drive you there then, when do you want to go?" Luke asked me.

"As soon as possible. Tomorrow morning I am thinking," I answered.

"Tomorrow morning it is then," he told me.

"I'll also come with you," Britney quickly added, smiling at Luke.

"No you will not," Luke answered without even glancing at her, not putting up space for debate and I was thankful for that.

"I shall go to bed early then. I'll have to take my leave now," I announced.

"Let me grab my coat. I'll drive you home," Luke told me.

"No thank you, it's not that late plus I drove here. And you also need to rest if you will be driving me early in the morning," I told him.

"I'll also take my leave now," Betty announced.

"Let's all meet here when we get back tomorrow," Luke told us.

"Ok then, see you tomorrow pal. I have to drive Betty and then I'll also head home," Kyle told Luke. They side hugged to say their goodbye.

"Do you mind dropping Britney home too?" Luke asked Kyle.

"What? I'll leave later. I still have to finish my fruits," she said pointing at the untouched fruits that have been on the table for a while now. I rolled my eyes, how pathetic!

"Take them with you, you can finish them in the car," Luke told her with an innocent smile. That's my boy!

Britney pouted but complied nevertheless. Luke walked us out untill we reached the elevator and said his last goodbye to us as the elevator door closes. In the elevator I tried to stay far away from everyone as possible which was very hard. I could see an apologetic look on Betty's and Kyle's faces but I could see they were also thankful. Sherry saw my struggle and scouted towards me so that I wouldn't feel lonely and I was grateful for that. We didn't say a word untill we reached the ground floor.

"Kyle you can go ahead. I'll just ride with Kayla, we live nearby anyway. If that's okay with her," she told him and then looked at me for confirmation, I just nodded. She kissed him goodbye and then we parted ways with Britney and Kyle as our cars were parked on different sides.

* * * * * *

"So, how have you been holding up? Are you okay?" Betty asked after a while to fill in an awkward silent.

We were in my car on our way home. Betty was sitting on the passenger seat infront with me while Sherry was sitting on the back seat, she had her earphone in. I guess she was listening to music.

"Well....I am fine. A part from the fact that I just found out I am a freaking witch, and losing the people I loved most, finding out my birth parents are dead, figuring out my whole life was a lie I am superb," I sarcastically answered her.

"Kayla I know that you are mad and you have every right to. I know that asking you to forgive me right away is probably too much but I want you to know that I regret the way I handled things, I know that now. And If I could go back and change that I would," she told me and I could feel how sincerely she was.

"And I am also sorry for not telling you that I am a werewolf all these years but you have to understand that I couldn't. It's not easy for us to tell these kind of things. It's not the same as telling that you're a lefty or something like that. Most of people who find out that we are not humans run away from us and I couldn't risk losing you," She told me.

"I know, I understand but then knowing that doesn't take away the feeling of betrayal or hurt I am feeling. It will probably take time. Anyway I am sorry for being a bitch too, that was uncalled for," I told her. She smiled at me and went on to hold my hand but she immediately jolted back leaving my hand and this time I didn't feel hurt by that, I laughed at her. She joined in too.

"Sorry about that, being the half werewolf the pain is more extreme to me, even the healing is slow too." she told me after our laughter died.

"I am also sorry for not being able to control it," I told her.

"By the way do you have asthma or something I don't know of ?" I questioned her as I remembered the fire incident.

"No, why?" she replied.

"Last time on fire," I told her.

"Oh about that," she said, getting what I meant "It's a werewolf thing, fire is our biggest weakness. And It's more extreme when you are a half wolf," she explained to me.

"Ah that's why," I muttered.

"For us it's fire and during full moon we involuntary change into wolves. For vampire it's sun, sunlight is their biggest weakness," she told me.

"Then how can Luke and Britney walk under the sun? At school I have seen them multiple times and they looked fine!" I questioned.

"Luke and Britney come from among the most powerful and ancient vampire families, so they posses the enchanted objects that can protect them from the sunlight. Most of the time it's a ring or any other ornament that can be worn without people suspecting anything," she explained.

"If it's enchanted objects doesn't that mean witches are the one who made them?" I asked her.

"Yeah, a long time ago witches and vampires used to get along well. But when the war broke out even those witches who used to get along with them were killed too, that's what I heard. Since witches were the weapon that can get rid of them they could no longer risk having them alive. And that's why those enchanted objects are only owned by powerful vampires, it's not easy to get those nowadays as there's no witches to make them," she told me.

I nodded. I was hurt a little about hearing how they treated my kind but I didn't say anything.

"So, do you know who your father is? From what I know your father passed away when you were young, Is that even true? Because I don't know if anything I have known about you is true anymore," I asked her.

"I am sorry," she told me apologetically"He is alive but I have never met him. I heard he doesn't even know I exist."

"What? Why?" I asked.

"From what I have heard from my mom he is not a very good man so she didn't think raising me with him was a good idea so she ran away before he realised that she was carrying her child," she explained.

"I am so sorry about that Betty," I told her.

"It's okay. Mom and I are happy like this," she told me but I didn't believe her, knowing Betty she must have been curious about her father and I was surprised until then why she hadn't find him yet. That's how Betty is, there's no way she would be happy without meeting his father even once, but I didn't want to keep digging about that plus I could sense Betty didn't want to talk farther about that so instead I just stayed quite and allow the peaceful comfortable silence fill the air.

* * * * * * * *

"Good morning," I cheeful greeted Sherry as I entered the kitchen. She was there eating her cereals.

"Wow someone slept on the right side today. Wait....Are you that happy because of your date," she told me, wiggling her eyebrows at me to emphasize her point. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as she said that and I quickly covered my cheeks to hide my blushing.

"Shut up! That's not why it's a good morning, it's because I am excited to talk to my mother," I told her sitting down on the chair opposite her.

"Oh really, it's not also because a special someone will be there too," she continued to tease me. I slapped her playfully to shut her up.

"Put some cereal for me too," I told her, hoping she won't notice that I was trying to change the subject. I was feeling uncomfortable talking about him. I couldn't talk about it like before when it was just a normal teenager girl crushing another normal teenager boy, our situation is different now.

"Which one? Plain or chocolate?" she asked and I was thankful she went along with it. I nooded when she pointed at chocolate cereal, she then poured them for me with some milk and squeezed the bowl to me. I muttered a thank you and started eating.

We heard a door bell rang when I was halfway to finish my breakfast. I knew that it was Luke as he texted me a while ago that he was almost there, so I grabbed my phone and hugged Sherry by force as I said goodbye before running outside. I heard her complaining as I exited the house.

"Hi," I told Luke as I descended down the small stairs on our porch. He was there standing, leaning on his car. He was wearing black outfit except for his brown leather jacket, He still looked as breathtaking as ever. He was playfully rotating his car keys around his index finger which he stopped to look at me as soon as he heard my voice.

"Hi! You ready?" he asked and I nodded. He opened the passenger door for me and closed it as I settled in. He got on the driver's side and we immediately started our journey.

"So, when will your parents be back?" Luke asked after a little while of silence.

"This Sunday," I answered him, thinking about everything that happened ever since they left. It has been a week but a lot has happened. Sunday was just the day after next day and I didn't know what to tell them when they come back, will they believe me if I tell them? or they will probably get worried and send me to see a psychologist. There was a high chance for the later. I would do that if I were them. I didn't think telling them would be the right move, not when I still hadn't found out who killed my parents and avenge their death, that was my first priority.

"Will you tell them?" he asked me.

"They will probably send me to a lunatic asylum if I do so, won't they?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow.

"Probably," he answered, pulling his lips on a straight line to prevent himself from laughing but he eventually gave in and laugh. Seeing him laughing I couldn't help myself but laugh along with him.

"They will probably regret taking a freak like me in if they find out what I am, maybe they will even demand I leave their house at once," I voiced out my thoughts after the laughter died.

"They would never do that. And don't think about it too much, everything will sort itself out with time. Just relax, stop stressing about it. Plus you're no freak," he assured me.

"I just can't help but worry," I told him.

He moved his one hand from the steering to rub my hand which was on my lap with an assuring smile on his face "It will be fine," he repeatedly told me and returned back to drive with both hand.

"Wait... Did you just!?...Just now!!!" he exclaimed before pulling the car over to the side road. I just kept looking at him questioningly, not understanding what he was referring.

He then took both of my hands in his and held them.

"What are you doing?" I questioned him, dumbfounded.

"I feel nothing. I am touching you and I don't feel them...you don't hurt me," he explained and then it occurred to me he was right, he was holding my hands. I totally forgot that I-

"You feel nothing? Nothing at all?" I asked him with my eyes wide.

"Yeah, nothing at all." He then suddenly pulled me in a hug for few minutes before releasing me "see, nothing." he happily told me while holding my hands.

I just nodded as I was still flagbusterred by the amount of skinship we just had. Oh boy! Is he not affacted by this at all?

"This is good news. So are you able to control it now?" he asked.

"Control what?" I asked shyly. How did he know what I was thinking?

"Your powers? Are you able to control them?" I he answered as he released my hands and went back to start the car again. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. 'Get yourself together' I scolded myself.

"Ah right! My powers....I didn't know I could also," I told him as I try to collect myself.

"Is it me or is it too hot in here," I mumbled as I fanned myself.

"What do you mean hot? It's three degree out here, we are in the middle of winter, remember," he told me with a chuckle.

I scowled myself and opened the window to let the cold air hit my face to hide the blush that was starting to form on my cheeks, that and I was embarassed to look at him.

"So cute," I think I heard him saying as the cool breeze hit my face.

This is going to be one long journey!