Vampire Academy

Jarek
He had been awake for most of the night, though he didn't toss or turn. The bed was small and he didn't want to wake Isabel, because then he would have to explain why he couldn't fall asleep. He wasn't sure of the why yet, if it was just the fact that for the first time he had spoken about his suspicions, or if it had to do a little more with the fact that he had seen Evanee.
Now it was dark, his thoughts seemed to roam a little more free in a way only nights could make them, and he wasn't sure anymore if he still felt angry with her.
One thing he did know, was that the numbness that had been in his chest for way too long - he barely even recognised it was there most of the time - was slowly retreating. It left a confusing mix of emotions for him to untangle, and when the first light sneaked around the curtains, he was glad to have an excuse to get out of bed. Isabel turned, but didn't wake, and he slipped into a pair of fresh clothes before he left the room in silence. His training and sneaking around had made him very good at being silent.
The day had only just started, and because it was still weekend, the halls were mostly empty. Jarek let out a huff of breath and ran a hand through his hair. As he walked towards the bathroom at the end of the hallway, he tried to shake off the restless thoughts that had been in his mind for most of the night.

There was a small collection of people already in the breakfast room, but Jarek didn't feel like talking yet, so he ignored them and walked straight towards the food table instead. Just as he was grabbing a piece of bread to put on his plate, he felt a hand on his arm. He frowned, but his eyebrows quickly went up again as he turned around and recognised Charlie.
"Jarek," she said, sounding hesitant. He put down his plate. 
"Charlie?" he replied, feeling just as unsure. They hadn't spoken in- well, months probably. 
"I just- I heard one of the teachers on the way here. They said- Monique had died. I just..thought you'd want to know," she said, casting her eyes down during the last of her words. Jarek stared at her, feeling confused for a moment.
"What? But I-," he started, then frowned. Evanee had spoken about her not more than one day ago.
"Did you- How-,"
"They said it looked like a strigoi," Charlie said, and Jarek suddenly felt sick. "She wasn't on school territory when they found her."
Charlie looked up again and seemed to see something in his face, because she gently pulled the plate out of Jarek's hands and put it back on the table. "I'm sorry," she said in a hoarse voice. Now Jarek really looked at her, she seemed a little pale. He didn't think she and Monique had ever gotten along, but they hadn't spoken for a long time, and things constantly changed.
"Me too," he muttered, his thoughts suddenly settling on Evanee.
Oh god.
"I- I need to go," he said in a rush, earning him a surprised look from Charlie. "I'll talk to you later?" He asked carefully. Charlie responded with a small smile. "Okay," she said, and with a relieved sigh Jarek left the room, grabbing a banana on last thought. He didn't think she would be seriously hurt, Charlie would've heard the teachers talking about her otherwise, but she had lost her best friend.

He had tried not to run, but his legs felt a little sore from the speed-walking nevertheless when he arrived at the spot Evanee had told him to meet her.

She felt as if she was numb. She had not noticed how Marcus had already taken care of Monique’s body. He had left her near the school, at least that what he told her later on. He knew for a fact that the headmistress had already found her and dealt with the matter appropriately.
“Her parents are already informed about the matter.” He said at last, looking at Evanee as if there was something wrong with her. “Good.” She just muttered, there was nothing more for her to say at that point… there was nothing she could do but try to avenge her friend’s death. Kill them all, those were her last words and Evanee was planning on honoring them until she was satisfied enough… what she would probably never be.

It seemed so long ago now, so many years ago that she had been just a student on the vampire academy. Monique had just been there and both girls had only one thought on their minds; getting of this school as quick as possible and make a life for themselves. They were just busy doing dhampir or moroi stuff… Evanee had to spent more time practicing for a while.
Then at some point things had started to slowly change. It was all because of Evanee’s mother who had come to visit for the first time in years… filling her in on something really important, about the fact that her father was not really dead at all, though it would be better if he had been. From there Monique had started to teach Evanee all she knew about being a dhampir, about the fighting, the skill… the thrill of the hunt and the kill. Everything had gone so fast after that and within months she had found herself leaving the school with Marcus, the man who had seemed to be a janitor but who obviously wasn’t that at all.

Now look where all of that had brought her. It had brought nothing but pain and suffering, now even the death of her only friend. She was not going to let this go easily, definitely not. She had a plan and she wasn’t going to tell Marcus, or anyone, about it until it was too late. She was going to find that son of a bitch of a father of hers… and take care of him once and for all.

“You’ve got company, Eva.” She heard Marcus say, and that took her thoughts of the subject for a moment. Jarek was coming, she had completely forgotten about that by everything that had occurred the day before. “I know.” She said softly and she rose from to couch, opened the door and stepped out of the house. The moment she saw him however, she couldn’t make herself tell him to go back and leave her alone, she just wanted to be in his arms for a while. “Hi.” She whispered softly.

Jarek
He had expected she would meet him somewhere outside of the school grounds, certainly, but he had thought it would be somewhere neutral, open. He hadn't expected to walk up to a small house.
Before he could knock, the door opened. Despite the years that had passed, he recognised Evanee immediately - though, who else could it have been? He kept his eyes fixed on her face, trying to read her emotions, but he had always been bad at it and he wasn't sure how well he knew Evanee anymore. Things had changed. It seemed to turn into his life motto these days.
He stopped in front of her, eyeing the house a few seconds to see who else was there before he turned his attention back to Evanee.
'Hi,' she said, no, whispered. 'Hi,' he greeted her back, his voice soft as well, almost afraid Evanee would break if he used even a slightly louder voice. Jarek surprised himself with what he did next. He hadn't been planning on it, it was more one of those things that just...happened.
Instead of asking her if they could go inside, or if she was alright, or if he was supposed to do something, he said nothing after the barest of greetings they had shared and carefully folded his arms around her. After he started the embrace, he suddenly realised he wasn't sure if she would appreciate the gesture, so he made sure to keep his grip loose, allowing her to break free any time she wanted.
“Hi.” She whispered softly.