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    Welcome to Twilight

    Jack’s POV

    Ok, so obviously my plan to wait it out a year before talking to her again hadn’t quite fallen through. Only a few hours after Kathrin left I could no longer stand the separation from her. It was quite pathetic actually. I had once been so strong and independent. How quickly I now crumpled! I would have never thought it possible for any one being to have such an effect over me. It was like an addiction almost. I was the crackhead and she was my high. I needed her- to be with her, to feel her. Without her around I felt hollow, empty. With all of that said my resolve quickly caved and I chased after her scent trail.

    Her trail was much easier to follow this time for several reasons. For one it was a lot fresher. This meant it was much stronger and easier to track. Secondly, her path didn’t deviate much at all, mainly keeping north. I paused once I reached a point in the trail where her scent mingled with that of another vampire. Oh? What’s this? The scent was stronger here, which suggested that the two of them had lingered for quite a while. It seems that Kathrin has made herself a new friend. I couldn’t help but feel a small twinge of jealousy at this. Especially when I noticed that the two scents continued off down the same path. Already some lucky vampire was being permitted to spend time in her company while I, who longed for that self-same privilege more than anything I could possibly imagine, was a source of intense anger and pain for her. I sighed internally at the thought. I’ve really dug myself into a trench this time haven’t I. Not pausing a minute longer I tore off after the trail again, still determined to see it to its end.

    Where the trail led next left me completely flabbergasted. A town?! I thought incredulously to myself. Did she suddenly decide to give up on her ridiculous diet or something? Now morbid curiosity took a stronger hold of me than my desire as I followed her scent into the town. The other vampire’s scent was still with hers, but I tried not to pay it much mind. Perhaps they simply became hunting buddies. Which, if that’s the case then I’ll have something to thank him or her for.

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