Composer... (Complete)

Chapter 2 (Part 2)

I pulled the stick out and opened the door to the room looking out to see if he was there. When I didn't see him I pad footed down the catwalk on the second floor. Inside the house was just as beautiful and upscale. I knew he had money at least. I looked in every room cursing myself for beings so stupid to be poking around a vampire's house. I went down stairs and jumped when he was in front of me in the blink of an eye so close I could kiss him. (Not that I would.) "You're not good at listening are you?" He asked heatedly then turned away.

"Not really. You didn't answer my question." I followed him to the front door of the house. "Why?" I asked again as we came to the door and he turned to look at me.

He looked like he was holding his breath but then I didn't know if he needed to breath. "If you saw someone in trouble, would you help him even if you didn't know him?" He asked.

"Of course." I answered automatically then frowned. "So you're saying it's just because you were there?"

"If that's the answer that will get rid of you then... yes." The funny thing is even though he was being a jerk I understood that he wanted to be left alone.

"Fine." I opened the door and turned to him. "I won't tell anyone about you." I said and turned to go down the walkway.

Why? I stopped hearing his voice in my head making me turned around to look at him.

"You saved me when you didn't have to. I owe you." At with that he closed the door.

*

When I made my way back up the mountain I found my way to where I must have fallen and found Sasha and her father and a few men from town there. They all looked at me like I was a ghost. Sasha ran to me and hugged me. "Oh my god where were you? I thought you were dead or...worse." Her voice a whisper at the end.

I rolled my eyes. "I'm fine. I crawled out of the hole and got turned around. When the sun came up I made my way back as best I could. Sorry for worrying you." I held my head. "I'm still a little woozy."

Her father looked at me like I was a monster. He probably thought I was changed when I walked in the sunlight he seemed to relax. But he was still mad about us going close to Daven's house so we had to go home and apologize to Bob and Carl who came out to save me. I hugged Bob who blushed and mumbled something about women. My mother had a conniption fit and made me stay in bed and called the doctor. He said I had a small concussion but it was fine and that I should take it easy. Unfortunately I was well enough to sing in the concert in five days. Great.

I stayed home from school the next day. Normally I would hate that because I would get bored... but for some reason I was preoccupied. I laid in bed and listened to music most of the day.

I have a question.

I gasped when his voice came to me and almost fell off my bed in shock. After I regained my composure I looked around. "Where are you?"

You don't have to speak out loud. And I have a question.

I sat down hard on my bed. "What?"

You said you owe me. I have a favor.

"As long as it doesn't involve donating blood."

He laughed, I could hear him in my head. He sounded much more relaxed. "Wait. Can you read everything in my head?"

The laughter stopped. No. I can only hear what you say to me. Nothing more.

"But I'm not saying anything."

I could almost see him shake his head. If I explain, will you listen?