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CHAPTER 16 ROMANCE

“There’s nothing there!” Kylie exclaimed.

Billy bent down and examined the spot. No sign of his struggle. No sign of the vampire wolf. The grass wasn’t even bent.

“It—it must have been over here,” he stammered. He ran across the grass, first one way, then the other. He trotted up to the house, then back, trying to retrace his steps.

Nothing here. Not a sign.

Kylie rolled her eyes again. “Lame, Billy. Really lame,” she groaned.

“You have to believe me!” Billy cried shrilly.

“It’s not a very funny joke,” Kylie said. She took his arm and pressed her cheek against his shoulder. Then she spoke in a tiny voice. “Are you trying to scare me so you can be my big, brave protector?”

“No. Really—” Billy insisted.

Clinging to his arm, she rubbed her nose against his cheek. “Come back to the log,” she whispered. “It’s such a pretty spot.”

She doesn’t believe me, Billy realized. She thinks it was some kind of joke. If I keep insisting, she’ll just think I’m some kind of a jerk. Or that I’m crazy.

He let her pull him back to the low hill overlooking the water. “We—we have to get back,” he stammered, gazing out toward the water.

“It’s early. Let’s see what else there is to explore,” Kylie suggested.

“No way,” Billy answered. “We’re going back to the boat. There’s nothing here.”

Nothing but vampires, he thought.

“Just sit with me for one minute,” Kylie begged. “Then we’ll leave, I promise. It’s so beautiful here.”

Billy stared at her. He wanted to leave. Wanted to run to the boat as fast as he could. But Kylie looked so beautiful sitting there, moonlight washing over her red hair.

She patted the log beside her.

Billy sat down. The bark felt damp and crumbly beneath him. The cold air pressed in around them.

When did it get so foggy? Billy wondered. He could barely see anything beyond the clearing. It seemed as if he and Kylie were alone in an island of fog.

Billy suddenly felt drowsy. A little dizzy.

Kylie moved closer to him on the log. “See? Isn’t this nice?” she asked softly.

Billy tried to focus his eyes on Kylie. The pale moonlight played over her face. She was truly beautiful, he realized. Her face belonged on a fashion model—or a movie star. And the way her long red hair glowed . . .

Kylie leaned over and kissed him.

She pulled back. Gazed into his eyes, smiled, and kissed him again.

A long, slow kiss.

This is wild, Billy thought. She is really hot!

The kiss continued. Billy felt as if he were drifting . . . falling . . .

Bats fluttered overhead. Billy paid no attention to them.

He was drifting . . . drifting . . .

He felt Kylie’s mouth move from his lips to his neck.

 

 


CHAPTER 17 “NOT JAY!”

Billy stood up. “I—I feel so strange,” he said. “Kind of dizzy. We’d better go.”

“Billy, sit down,” Kylie insisted. “Billy—please.”

He shook his head, trying to force away the strange dizziness.

Kylie jumped up. She stepped closer. And kissed him again.

The world seemed to be spinning. The dark trees whirled.



Billy wanted to give in to it, to let the spinning world take him, whisk him away. He wanted to stand in that moonlit clearing and kiss Kylie forever.

No.

He shook his head.

The spinning stopped.

“I’ve really got to get home,” Billy insisted, pulling Kylie toward the boat.

Holding her hand, he pulled her through the trees. He could tell Kylie was annoyed by the way she slapped the branches out of her way, not saying anything. They passed the burned-out houses. Hurrying onto the dock, Billy climbed down the ladder, then helped Kylie into the boat.

Billy rowed toward the mainland in silence. Whenever he glanced at Kylie, anger flashed in her eyes.

She is spoiled, Billy decided. She pouts whenever she doesn’t get her own way.

Bats fluttered overhead, swooping low over the tiny rowboat. A dark cloud inched its way across the face of the moon. The night grew darker and darker as Billy rowed toward the shore.

He guided the boat to the long dock and tied it up. Kylie hadn’t said a word since they left the island. She seemed to be studying him.

Billy climbed onto the dock, then reached down to pull Kylie up. Her hand felt cold, as if the island’s dampness had seeped into her skin. The last yellow sliver of the moon disappeared behind the black cloud as they stepped from the dock onto the beach.

Billy moved carefully, trying to see where he was going.

So dark.

“I don’t know why we had to leave so early,” Kylie complained, pressing her forehead against his shoulder.

“I do,” Billy muttered. “That island was dangerous.”

Kylie laughed. “Dangerous?”

Billy didn’t want to be teased. He stomped on ahead.

“Billy—?” he heard Kylie call. Then he heard a small shriek. “Billy!” Kylie cried shrilly.

Billy spun around and ran back to Kylie. “What is it?”

“Billy, look . . .” Kylie whispered, holding her hands to her face, staring down in horror at the sand.

“Oh no!” Billy groaned.

A boy. Sprawled on his back in the sand. Staring up lifelessly at the sky. His neck twisted, twisted at such a wrong angle.

“Noooo!” Billy wailed, dropping down beside the boy. “Not Jay! Please—not Jay!”

 

 



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