Mez Speaks ...

OK, so I screwed up, again. Now what?

 Cammeo’s always so busy taking care of everyone else. She never has time for me.

This isn't all my fault. I mean, that night - we had 

plans. Next thing I know Lithium’s sick. 

Plans cancelled. And there was Es.

I was so pissed off ... I’ll admit it, my first thought was 

this would be a great way to get back at Cammeo.

Es … she's so different from what I expected. She

told me  about herself, it was pretty intense.

Then, she kissed me. It was nothing like kissing 

Cammeo. She wanted me to stay with her.

Have you seen Es?

And I was … curious.

 What really gets me is -Es warned me that someone 

was coming - not that I would’ve been able to 

hide this from Cammeo  but ...

 If I had just waited two minutes before opening 

that door. It would’ve been so much

better not to get caught like that.

Anyway,  there was Cammeo.

Afterwards, she wouldn't even look at me. 

Then, she needed my help and what did I do?

I lost my temper. All I do is make her cry.

I just want the hurt to stop.

Man, I miss her.

Cammeo Speaks ...

I didn’t know anything was wrong,

but now I realize, he tried to tell me.

It was such a terrible time for him. He had so many 

responsibilities and all. He was trying so hard to 

do everything everyone expected of him. Poor Mez.

He thinks I don’t need him, but he’s wrong.

He doesn’t know how afraid I am of this modern

world. I only feel safe when I'm with him.

I'm the caretaker of the little ones in our home. I 

chose this. He thinks I’d rather mind them than 

be with him, but he’s wrong about that too. 

I know he thinks I’m punishing him 

but it’s really not true.

When I look at him, it just breaks my heart. He

looks so … guilty. I wish I never saw them. But still, 

I think I would have known. It had to be a vampire! 

Can I forgive him?

He thinks I’m much better than I am. He doesn't know

what I'm capable of. I committed a heinous crime, long ago. 

One I can’t forgiven myself for. I'm not good at forgiving ...

This is my fault you see, because I never told him any of this.

If I were to let him really see who I am,

could he still love me?

What am I to do now? I can’t even find the proper

words to begin a conversation with him. He’s so angry.

What could I possibly say to make it up to him?

I want to talk with him, to sit beside him, to be held by him. 

But when I see him now, I’m sad and then, I’m angry.

If only I could forgive him. I miss him so much.