Dustin was shaking on the bed. Having a bit of a panic attack about the fact she touched him. His eyes wide and horrified. Touches were bad. Had she been going to hurt him after that touch? She had kissed his neck and taken blood from him. Why had she done that? How come she was a vampire? What other strange secrets did this boarding school hold in store for him. He about jumped out of his skin when the door suddenly was knocked on. She must be in the other room in the dorm room apartment like thing. He slowly sat up. Shaking hard. What was she going to do to him? He heard her speaking. She couldnâ€™t make up her mind what she was going to call him. The gothic boy was terrified because of his history. He hesitated when she asked if she could talk to him. He had seen the tears in her eyes and felt like a monster to have caused them. He bit his lower lip. What should he do? He slowly got off the bed and headed towards the door. He hesitantly reached for the handle and slowly opened the door up. Peering at her through the partily opened door. He didnâ€™t say anything but his already pale features were even paler. â€œHow...how are you a vampire? Its not possible. I always believed that vampires and things like that existed but I donâ€™t understand. Why?â€ he asked in a shakey voice. What did she want from him? Was he able to trust her? He didnâ€™t trust easy. Trust was a dangerous thing he had learned early on as a child. You should be able to trust your own parents but he had learned he couldnâ€™t. They played games and abused him. Abused him for the longest time. Now...now he was this way. Now he was a cutter. Now he had times when he snapped and attempted suicide. Suicide attempts that always failed due to his damn guardian angel.