Roslyn

James and Jackie's parents scream at their children while I sit on the couch, gripping the side of the cushion.

I guess telling your parents that your sister accidentally changed your girlfriend into a vampire wasn't part of James' plan today. They aren't taking the news very well.

I understand. I didn't exactly plan out my speech for when I would be telling my parents I am technically dead. I didn't see it happening. James didn't see Jackie killing me in his future either.

Everyone is stressed out, screaming, and trying to figure out what their next move should be. No one knows what we are going to do now.

I don't know what I am going to do either. I mean, I literally died and I can't tell my parents. I can't tell them what happened to me. I can't tell them because I don't know what they will do to me or James and his family.

What am I supposed to say to my parents when they are old and in a nursing home but I haven't aged a single day in 60 years? They are bound to realize that something is up when I'm having my thirtieth birthday cake and they suddenly realize that I still look like I did on my eighteenth birthday.

What am I supposed to say to them? I can't tell them what happened. I can't tell them that their only daughter is dead.

It'll break them. Even if they don't react immediately. It'll hit them eventually.

I rush to the bathroom, quickly emptying my stomach into the toilet. The screaming in the other room stops. They are all silently waiting.

Crap. Another thing I can't tell my parents but also can't avoid telling them forever. They fill find out eventually.

I walk out of the bathroom, wiping my lips.

"I guess this is not really a good time to tell you this but this is also the perfect time." Jackie stares at me. "I'm uh, I'm also pregnant."

Author's note: crap is right. What will happen next?