Help me... Take me away from here... You promised... You did... You promised me...
"Shut up! You can't tell me what to do!" I yelled, stamping my feet, "It's my life.. Let me do what I want.."
"No, I can't let you wonder off like this!" Carlyle said to me, holding my shoulders tightly.
"Wander off? Hey!" I pushed him back, "I'm no child!"
"Yes, but your acting like one!" We argued.
"Is it my fault I can be a bit childish? I mean, it's not as if I killed anyone or anything!"
"Yes, but you could have!!!!" He grabbed my shoulders again and pushed me against the low fence by the stream. The moon made his green eyes glow so brightly, as if they were big green torches trying to see my face.
"Oh shut up... I always have a reason for killing, and you know that! Infact, you taught me that!" I cried.
He slapped me across the face, "NO! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NEVER TO SAY IT! I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU KILLING PEOPLE! NOW, just come.." Carlyle grabbed my arm so tightly it hurt, but no matter how hard I kicked and punched, I could not get away. When we reached home, he opened the door and shut it with a bang.
"Go to your room.. I don't even want to see you.." He sighed as he walked into the kitchen. I glared at him as I made my way upstairs... Truth was, I wasn't really angry, I was just upset... Upset that you would break your promise, the promise you said to me all those years ago.. But I can't remember that... No, not yet.. I was hoping that in the morning, things would be a lot calmer, like they always were. But Carlyle seemed so... Down? No... Moody?
"What is the matter? " I said, sipping some orange juice.
"Nothing, ok?" He snapped.
"Ok, jeez, I was just asking..." But I couldn't help resist asking again, ".... Was it about last night?"
"NO!" He shouted across the breakfast table. Had he killed again? He was never this silent and moody unless he had killed someone.. Or was it someone else which was troubling him? A few hours later I was lying on my bed, looking out of the window, I had nothing better to do until you would come.. But you didn't.. Not until it was too late... I heard Carlyle on the phone in his room, "Look, I told you, it had to be done! ......... But it was the only day it could b- Yes.......... No, not her... We need her..." Was it me they were talking about? "Stop it, we can't now, not when she's here...... I'm sorry, well......... Missing you, love you honey, bye..." Honey? Now this was getting interesting....