I have been hiding in my room for two days since...since I don't really know what Javier did to me. The vicious wound on my wrist has healed, but a light silver scar remains, in the shape of a half circle. It almost looks like a crescent moon. I have been fighting a fever, and I thought about going to the hospital, but I can't explain that the only thing left of the bite from two days ago is this scar. So, I have been writhing in discomfort on my bed and hoping for this to pass.
I can't sleep, and I can't eat. But more than that - I feel angry. Angry with Javier and what he did to me.
We broke up, but that hasn't stopped him from circling my house for the past 48 hours. I haven't seen him, but I can smell him - and I don't know how that is possible. But his smell is driving me insane and is making me even angrier.
