The Vampire's Daughter...
Lucy has just finished her senior year of high school. She lives in Monaco with her mother Bella. She knows that something isn't right about Bella, but her mother has never admitted anything. Bella won't talk about the past, though Lucy is desperate to trace her family roots, Bella tells her that her father is dead, and he was a one night stand...
Bella writes novels and some poetry under an alias name. Her work is famous across southern Europe, yet she remains anonymous. She is over protective of Lucy and spoils her to no end. But Lucy rebels and dislikes her mother...
What happens when The Volturi come to Monaco to attend a prestigious art exhibition? And how does Lucy escape to America to find her past, and to seek out the immortal life she desperately wants...
SEQUEL TO DANGEROUS OBSESSION (please read dangerous obsession first before reading this... it won't make sense otherwise!)
CHAPTER 1
Lucy's Point of View: A back alley in the streets of Monaco...
The muffled music coming from a nearby club was thudding loudly, there was laughter and empty bottles echoing across the stone paved alley. Young adults and teenagers were lounging up against the brick walls, cigarette smoke trailing across the dim lighted area. It was here, in this notorious alley that I felt most comfortable, and happy...
My friends and I had just finished senior year at Lycee Albert, the best private school in the country, we were celebrating tonight, with cheap wine, skimpy outfits and underage clubbing, and it was no different to what we usually did on a Saturday night...
My friend, Micha, a pretentious girl with long blonde hair, who claimed to have royal blood (but failed to mention she was the illegitimate daughter of the current monarch), passed the cheap bottle of chardonnay...
"Drink up Môn Cherie!" she said excitedly to me... I took the bottle and took a swig... it was sour and dry, but I drank it anyway... There were five of us in the alley, huddled in a doorway... Micha and Yasmine, who was just as pretentious, were my closest friends, they both had long blonde hair, and sun kissed skin. Then there was James and Laurent. James had always had a crush on me, he was definitely cute, but I knew he was a player; his blonde hair and deep tan were probably the only good qualities about him. Laurent was a little more quiet and reserved, he was Yasmine's boyfriend and he adored her...
I passed the bottle around our little group, as I lit up a cigarette. I tilted my head back and let the smoke blow up into the light summer wind... mother would take one sniff from my bedroom doorway when I got home later tonight, and be able to tell I had been smoking... she would be pissed... I didn't care she could get as mad as she wanted to, she would usually fly into a rage and sob and scream at me, and then within minutes she would break down and apologise to me, tell me how much she loved me, how she just wanted what's best for me, and then spoil me with clothes and make up... I had her figured out... well... almost figured out...
"Hello? Lucy?" said James arrogantly waving his hands in front of me... "You in there?" he said flashing me an almost too white smile... My dark thoughts centring on my mother were broken...
I shook my head and dropped my cigarette on the stone pavement, squishing it out with the toe of my shoe...
"Sorry what did you say?" I asked him rudely...
"You want to get into rose fonce`?" he said eyeing me up and down, his dark blue eyes lingered on my chest for longer than necessary...
"Oh yes! Let's go! I think I've drunk enough to get me started!' said Micha, as she slung her arm over my pale shoulders...
"Yasmine, stop sucking face with Laurent for two seconds, so we can get going already!" said Micha in disgust as she flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder... James raised his eyebrows at me and winked as we stumbled off down the alley to "Rose Fonce`" a hip, underground nightclub, notorious for letting underage kids in with fake ID's...
'Why don't you just get with him already?" said Micha, whispering loudly in my ear... she giggled and looked behind us to where James was walking... Yasmine and Laurent were in tow, wrapped tightly around each other...
"Stop it!" I said to her roughly and tugged her along, so there was more distance between James and us...
"Oh you're such a prude!" she laughed at me... I scowled at my best friend as we approached the back door of Rose Fonce`.
'Hello Fredrick..." purred Micha, as she sauntered up to the door man...Every Saturday night there was a different door man, but Micha knew them all...
"Micha! My minette sexy' (my sex kitten)" said Fredrick, the tall, over steroid bouncer who guarded the back door of the club tonight...
The rest of us stood to the side, holding our breath, waiting for Micha to do her work... every Saturday night, she would charm and flirt with the bouncer to see how many of us he could get in...
James came up beside me and brushed a strand of my long red hair off my face...
"You look very beautiful tonight' he whispered to me...
'Thanks' was all I said in return, avoiding his gaze... He snickered at me and shook his head slightly, inhaling on his cigarette...
"Five of you?" said Fredrick, as he glanced up over Micha's shoulder...he didn't seem impressed...
Micha pouted her big baby pink glossed lips and ever so slightly passed him what must have been cash into his hand... she leaned in closer to him and whispered something in his ear... he smiled and licked his lower lip slightly...
Micha beckoned for us to follow her through the door...
"You better call me Micha!" said Fredrick, as the door closed behind us...
Micha squealed in delight, at her successful flirting...
"Stupid old man..." she said rudely as we side stepped over the crates of wine and alcohol, and then slipped out into the main area of the club, almost as if we stepped out from the shadows...
The club was packed with the wealthy young professionals of the city. Colourful cocktails and sparkling jewellery lit up the low level lighted room, and the five of us were lounged across a dark pink velvet lounge, several empty bottles scattering the low table in front of us...
We had been here for a couple of hours... and were incredibly drunk... James had found some older woman that he was making out with, occasionally looking over to me to get a reaction from me... Laurent and Yasmine were once again sucking face... and Micha was texting furiously on her phone, her smooth forehead creased into concentration...
"What's wrong?' I asked her lovingly, leaning my head on her bare tanned shoulder... the alcohol making me warm and fuzzy... the music was loud and 'Mr Saxobeat' a popular euro club song was blaring out of the enormous speakers...
Micha sighed and started tapping her well heeled foot... "I met this guy the other night, he's... a little older... But he's so charming! He promised he would come out tonight...but I've been texting him for hours, and he hasn't shown up yet... I never get ditched! I don't get it!" she said frustrated...
He must have been pretty hot for Micha to get upset about it; normally she wouldn't have wasted her time and would have moved onto the next one...
James kept looking at me, getting impatient as he made out with his cougar, and Micha was pouting and looking depressed, Yasmine and Laurent were ignoring us, and I was starting to lose the excitement for the night...
'Come on!' I said to her and pulled her up from the couch,
"Hey!" she said in drunken protest!
"Let's dance!" I said exasperated... I didn't want to go home... I wanted to be anywhere other than home...
I pushed our way onto the dance floor, and started dancing up against Micha, she laughed loudly and threw her hands in the air, she came around quickly and started busting out her slutty moves, and I laughed at her dancing and joined in, swinging my hips from side to side... Micha started eye fucking some of the men on the dance floor, and they responded only too eagerly...
After a couple of songs, a slight sweat had built up on my arms and I started slowing down... Micha was still going strong and then suddenly she stopped mid move and squealed in delight... I followed her gaze and my mouth hung open... emerging from the crowd, was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen... his hair was a dark blonde and tousled over his forehead, he was tall and muscular with broad shoulders, a dark blue shirt clothed his chest, and he had dark dress pants on... his skin was so smooth and pale... it was hard to make out all his features in this lighting...
He greeted Micha with a kiss on each cheek; she was clinging onto his neck and staring up into his handsome face... Then he glanced over at me... His movements were quick and fluid... I gasped in surprise as I saw his face from full view...
"No way" I thought to myself...
Micha saw him looking at me and she quickly made the introductions...
"Lucy this is Ambrose... Ambrose this is Lucy... My best friend" she said enunciating the last two words rather firmly...
Ambrose's startling blue eyes roamed over me quickly and he bent over my hand to kiss it... his touch was cold, I shivered at the possibility that he was like my mother...
"I am pleased to meet you Môn Cherie" he said in a mixed accent... I scowled slightly and tilted my head to the side...
"You sound Italian... but there is something else behind the Italian..." I said without thinking... the alcohol was still buzzing around my system, and I felt incoherent...
Ambrose looked at me stunned for a minute and then burst into laughter... Micha joined in the laughter uncertain of what she was actually laughing about...
"You're good..." he said to me, his gaze fixed on my lips...
"I'm from Russia originally..." he said shrugging his shoulders... he had disentangled himself from Micha...
"Let's get a drink..." said Micha, clinging onto his arm again... people on the dance floor were starting to push into us, and Micha and I were having a hard time standing up, the music was blaring and I was leaning into hear what Micha was saying...
Ambrose stood perfectly still, nobody was bumping into him, he could hear perfectly well...
He was definitely like my mother... I wasn't sure if I should be excited or afraid...
We had made our way over to the bar, and Micha and I sat ourselves down on the plush bar stools, Ambrose wedged his tall, broad frame in between us and ordered champagnes for Micha and I.
Micha was chattering away to him consistently... flashing her white teeth and twirling the end of her blonde hair around her well manicured finger... I was sitting on the barstool with my back towards the bar, looking out at the crowd, he made me nervous... I couldn't be sure if he was whatever my mother was... But they were almost identical in the way they moved, always poised, perfect posture...
Ambrose would smile at Micha and then his gaze would flick over to me... I smiled into my drink, appreciative of the attention... Micha was starting to get annoyed at me; she kept throwing daggers at me with her eyes...
After another half hour of listening to Micha brag about her to Ambrose, and Ambrose continually staring at me... I decided to leave... I was bored and didn't want to get on Micha's bad side... I sculled the rest of my drink and sat it down loudly on the bar... Micha's gaze flickered up to me...
"Oh are you leaving honey?" she asked half disappointed, half hopeful...
I hopped down from the bar stool and steadied myself, Ambrose's arms shot out far too quickly to be possible and steadied me, although it was completely unnecessary... I felt myself blush deeply...
"Leaving so soon?" he purred at me, his unnaturally blue eyes staring into my own deep brown eyes...
He still had his grip on my forearms... his touch was so very cold... I started to get goose bumps... was I cold, or afraid...?
"Don't be afraid..." he whispered so quietly I wasn't sure if I heard it... I stared at him in surprise...
"Errrrr" I said stupidly and then shook my head slightly...
He dropped my arms... "Sorry Micha, but I have to get up early tomorrow... or today?' I said looking down at my diamond encrusted watch... it was close to 2am
Micha slid off her stool and came to give me a big hug...
"Ok darling... "She cooed at me...
'Don't you think he's just divine..." she purred into my hair... and then she giggled...
I heard Ambrose snigger and I disentangled myself from my friend...
"You'll be ok to get home won't you? I would walk you outside but I really need to go to the bathroom!" she said apologetically to me as she held me back at arm's length...
"I'll call you tomorrow... we still need to continue planning our trip to the Greek Islands for end of school celebrations! Ok?" she said sternly...
She knew I wasn't keen on going... but I wouldn't have a choice in the matter...
"I'll be right back... don't you go anywhere!" said Micha to Ambrose, slapping him playfully on the arm... she ran off to the bathroom...
I looked up at Ambrose nervously...
'It was nice to meet you..." I said shyly as I turned to leave...
"Lucy... you're not walking home alone are you?" he asked concerned his thick accent rolling over his r's.
I turned back to look at him... "It's not that far" I said as I turned around again and darted into the crowd, making my way to the exit...
I pushed my way out and walked quickly past the line up that was trying to get in to the club... I bent my head down and continued walking along the stone pavement, my high heels tapping along the surface... I lived in a beautiful apartment overlooking the Monte Carlo harbour, it was up a rather steep hill, and was not looking forward to the slow stagger I would make up to my home...
I really hoped mother was still at her art exhibition with her snobby friend Christina, though considering it was close to 2am she would surely be home by now, I never took my phone with me anywhere... mother always called me nonstop checking up on me, she thought I was at Micha's house watching "movies" and having a slumber party... none of my friends had ever met my mother...
"I don't like the idea of you walking home alone" said a voice beside me...
I screamed and was broken from my dark thoughts as Ambrose appeared silently beside me... I clutched my chest where my heart was and exhaled loudly... I smiled at my stupidity...
"I didn't mean to frighten you...' he said softly... we had stopped on a street corner, the lamp lights flickering romantically on the tourist strip we were on...
"No it's ok, I just didn't hear your footsteps" I said staring at him levelly... I wanted to let him know I knew what he was... or what I thought he was...
I shivered at the slightly cool sea air that was blowing off the harbour... I wrapped my arms around myself...
"You're cold" he said softly as he took off a suit jacket, he hadn't been wearing before and draped it over my shoulders, it was massive...
He laughed lightly at my comical appearance, the arms nearly trailed to the ground... "You're so very petite and... precious..." he said tilting his head to the side... I was captivated by his beauty... he was so very tall and held himself well...his face was square and chiselled, like an athlete's, his dark blonde hair was tousled slightly by the breeze, his teeth were white and flashed brightly when he laughed... His gaze was fixed on my face... I was speechless... his jacket was cold, but smelt of leather and wet sand... it was a tantalizingly masculine scent...
"Do you see something you like?" he said in a teasing voice and raised an eyebrow at me... I blushed furiously and shook my head...
'Shouldn't you be in bed with Micha by now?" I said hand on hip... He laughed loudly as he took in my stance...
"I'd much rather be in bed with you...' he said seductively... I sighed in disgust, sick of his teasing and flung his jacket off as I turned on my heel and stalked off down the street... I was trying hard to shake images of him and I entwined in silk sheets... he was very handsome... but I knew that there wasn't something quite right about him...
He caught up quickly to me... "Lucy... I'm sorry, forgive me, I was out of line..." he said grabbing my hand... his grip was strong and he spun me around... his expression was amused...
"Look, Ambrose, your very attractive, and seem like a nice guy, but you hardly know me... and you're with my best friend... I'm not... we're not... as old as you might think..." I said trying to shrug his grip off...
"How old are you then?" he said raising his eyebrow...
"A lot younger than you..." I said trying to shake him off again. He somehow found our age difference amusing and he laughed loudly...
'let me at least walk you home..." he said teasingly... his face was close to mine, and his unnatural blue eyes bugged me...
"Well alright... but it's honestly not that far...' I said nodding across the street where the start of the hill was...
He kept his grip on my hand and then hooked my frail arm into his muscular one, I could feel his bicep bulging from his shirt and a shiver of pleasure ran through my centre...
"So you think I hardly know you?" he said amused as we continued to walk along the street...
"I bet I know more than you think..." he said mischievously... we had started walking up the hill and he took his strides evenly and easily... I was struggling slightly with my heels and quickly kicked them off... he bent far too quickly and scooped them up in his hands... his face smiling at the ridiculous platform and thin heel...
I looked up at him and was struck with his dazzling beauty once again... I shook my head and he took this as me disagreeing with his statement...
"Your accent is not true Ligurian... (Dialect of French spoken in Monaco), it is tainted with American English, but only a true linguist would be able to tell this... you don't really fit in anywhere... you like to think you do... but you don't... I bet you would rather trade in these... (He lifted my heels) for a pair of trainers or flats, you don't really like your friend Micha do you? But you feel accepted with her friendship and follow the crowds...there's something missing in you isn't there?" he said seriously his perfect brow creased... I had stopped at the front of my apartment block and felt like I had been stripped naked... he had just figured me out in under five minutes... he had told me more than what my therapist had told me in over a year's worth of counselling and enough invoices that would have bought Dr Patrice, my therapist, a nice convertible...
"I... I don't know what you're talking about..." I said looking away from him with tears welling up in my eyes... I turned my back on him and walked over to the entrance way, flagged with tall palm trees and fumbled in my purse for my key card that would let me in to the lobby...
"Lucy...' he said coming up behind me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed my back into his chest...
I gasped at his sudden closeness... "I know we've only just met... but there's something about you that makes me want to stay with you... I... I don't want to scare you...but I feel like I've known you for a life time..." he leant in and smelt my hair, he groaned with pleasure and I could feel myself getting turned on...
Don't be stupid! I said to myself, you hardly know him, there is something definitely not right about this man... what would mother think? She would be pissed... I smiled smugly to myself and spun around in his arms, I reached up onto my tip toes and wrapped my arms around his neck and crushed his lips to mine... he stiffened with surprise and then relaxed into the embrace...
"Oh Lucy' he groaned over and over... I kissed at him hungrily feeling the contours of his shoulders and arms... I didn't care what mother would think...
Earlier that night...
Bella's Point of View: Monte Carlo Casino, annual art exhibition
I pulled my phone out of my small sequined clutch purse and glanced at the screen... Lucy hadn't replied to my string of text messages, I sighed in frustration and stuffed it back into my clutch... that girl never keeps her phone on her! How am I supposed to get into contact with her? I hope she wasn't lying to me again... she had said she would be at Micha's Fontelleni's house for most of the night, but that she would come home later... I didn't like her friends; they were spoilt and juvenile... Lucy was so easily persuaded... I fidgeted with my French manicured nails and tried to compose my features...
"Bella, darling, calm down, I can feel the anxiety rolling off you in waves!' hissed my friend Christina, as she nodded and smiled at some important socialite across the room. We were at the Monte Carlo Casino, attending the annual art exhibition that attracted royalty and the rich and famous from all over the globe, I felt uncomfortable being in the presence of so many humans... but I promised Christina we would come. As we walked our way around the room, admiring the several paintings and famous art work pieces, I started to notice that more and more of our kind were appearing in the crowds... "Christina... why are there so many of us here tonight?" I hissed at her so quietly she had trouble hearing...
Christina had become a somewhat close friend, she was a vegetarian like me, but only because she was a high class succubus... she preyed on rich and important men and slept with them for their money and attention... she had controlled her thirst for human blood and over rode that desire for sexual desire... I had no other friends, I couldn't mingle with humans for fear of lusting after their blood and I couldn't mix with vampires because of Lucy... Christina had met Lucy several times and was captivated by Lucy's rebellious streak... she found her fascinating...
We stopped in a small corner of the room, and Christina kept smiling as people passed by, she was the ultimate socialite... she spoke to me quietly as an elderly human couple passed by...
"Darling you're so naive!' she gushed at me... "Haven't you heard the Volturi are coming to the exhibition?" she said excitedly... her topaz eyes sparkled with greed and desire... her long brown hair swirled around her face and her low cut gold gown matched her eyes perfectly...
'The Volturi? The mythical vampire rulers?' I said raising my eyebrows at her as I sipped on my champagne... The Volturi were vampire royalty... but I had only heard whisperings and rumours of their existence, it wasn't something that anyone generally spoke of...
"Bella! They are most certainly not mythical!" said Christina, indignation tainting her high pitched voice...
"I have personally met them, including Prince Aro himself..." she said smugly, her eyes darting around the room again...
"I take it this Prince Aro is important?" I said smiling at her...
She rolled her eyes at me. "Darling, let me fill you in... I know that you don't like to be involved in the vampire world, but if the Volturi are really coming here tonight, then there are rules you should know..." she said seriously...
'Rules?" I asked concerned...
"The Volturi have the authority and power to kill any vampire on sight, there are certain protocols they follow, and they will only kill if the secret is told..." she said gazing into my eyes...
"Secret?' I said confused...
"No human must know what we are... we can mingle and work with humans, as long as the secret is kept..." she said softly...
My thoughts automatically focused on Lucy...
"Does Lucy...?" trailed Christina...
"NO!" I said almost too loudly... "She knows nothing; I've never told her... anything!' I said truthfully...
"Good... the Volturi have gifts... very powerful gifts... Prince Aro can read all your thoughts with one touch, Prince Marcus and Prince Casius do not have any gifts that I'm aware of their, though they make up for it with ruthlessness... Prince Aro has a large guard, who protect him at all times, which is why his title has been undefeated... his guard have the ability to produce crippling pain in you, and make you feel the utmost despair and hopelessness, and can drive your mind into insanity..." said Christina fiercely...
'Good god" I said in disbelief... "You can't be serious?" I said to her... had I been living in complete ignorance? I checked my phone again and sent Lucy another message...
'Why won't you answer my messages? Are you safe and sound at Micha's house? Please write back to me sweet pea... mom..."
"Stop looking at your phone, I'm sure she's fine!' said Christina...
"What's the matter with you?' I said to her, as I glanced at the painting next to us, trying to blend in with the crowd...
"I'm just so nervous, I hope they are coming! Last time Prince Aro gave me a beautiful diamond necklace...' she said distractedly...
A couple of minutes later and after checking my phone, Christina's head shot up from where she was looking at a sculpture and her eyes fixed on the entrance way of the lavishly decorated room... A group of six vampires in black suits strode through the door in well rehearsed human movements, their expressions were stern and guarded... they slowly flanked out and three statuesque vampires slowly strolled through and stood in between the six vampires in suits...
"Oh my goodness Bella, it's them!" squealed Christina excitedly... The other vampires in the room slowly turned their attention to the new arrivals. The humans were oblivious to the static atmosphere in the room... Who must have been the three princes, were dressed in expensive double breasted suits, jewelled cuff links and diamond pins that held their cravats in place, adorned their clothes... The vampire with the most authority, presumably Prince Aro was standing in the centre, he looked to be in his 50's in human years and was handsome, but to the vampiric eye he could easily be thousands of years old... his dark hair was swept back into a low pony tail, and he held a magnificent diamond topped walking stick, the kind you saw in old movies, that the powerful and rich would carry... by no means did he look frail or sick, he looked like a panther... his eyes would normally be red, but possibly covered with brown contacts, flickered around the room, asserting his power over the vampires present... The other two princes looked bored and stood silently by themselves, where as Prince Aro was laughing and smiling, some of the vampires had silently come up to him and introduced themselves, bowing and curtseying discreetly... The guard kept a good distance between the other vampires and the princes, until Prince Aro waved them off with his hand when he wanted to talk to someone in greater detail... A cold prickle crept over my skin and I didn't want to look at them anymore...
Christina linked her arm through mine and we made our way around the room slowly, her eyes continually flickering over to the Volturi... "Christina... I don't want to get too close to them..." I said cautiously... My thoughts ran back to Lucy, to her safety, this was why I had come to Monaco, in the first place, constant sunshine and warmth, no vampire in their right mind would want to live here... I wanted Lucy as far from the vampire population as possible...
"Ssshhh don't be silly, there's nothing wrong with a friendly hello...' she said distractedly as she angled our way towards the royalty... There were other vampires milling around, hoping for a conversation with the Princes... I looked down at my deep blue, simple gown with my sapphire necklace and tried to avoid the gaze of everyone... Christina marched on forward, her chest pushed out and her mouth breaking into a dazzling smile... as she nodded and smiled at the guests...
I peeked up and saw us approaching the princes... Aro glanced up from where he was talking to a well dressed male vampire with a fine moustache... the vampire seemed annoyed at the interruption from Christina...
"Your highness..." purred Christina as he curtseyed low... I followed suit...
"Christina Grigori!" cooed Prince Aro as he clasped hands with her... she gasped slightly and her face went blank for a split second... Aro closed his eyes and then they fluttered open again...
"Why you have been busy..." he smiled appreciatively at her... Christina's smile faltered slightly...
"And who is this charming creature?" said Prince Aro as leaned close towards me, I could see the red orbs beneath his brown contacts...
"Another vegetarian?" he said amused as he looked into my topaz eyes... he lifted my chin with his finger...
"No, No no, no!' I thought... he smiled at my discomfort... his eyes closed... and then... nothing...
He looked up bewildered... Christina looked on with concern... the guards narrowed their eyes at me and stepped in closer... I felt threatened and a tiny hiss like a cat's escaped through my teeth...
Big Mistake...
The guards immediately snatched my arms and pinned them behind my back pulling me away from Prince Aro...
My breathing intensified and a low growl came up from my chest...
Prince Aro looked at me in amazement; his gaze swept me from head to foot... And then he laughed out loudly... The guard looked up expectantly and Prince Aro waved his hand at them, they released me... Aro hooked his arm through mine and patted my hand...
"My dear friends... as if this glorious, tiny creature could do me any harm... my apologies Madame, but you took me quite by surprise and my friends here misunderstood my gesture..." he said to me, his voice tainted with a perfectly smooth accent, I couldn't pick where he might be from, he had probably lived for so long, that he knew every language that had ever existed...
I nodded meekly at him and looked at Christina for support, but Prince Aro had completely ignored her and we were making our way around the room, his guard following closely behind...
"My dear... do you know who I am?" he asked me amused... his gaze was uncomfortable and I was trying my best to appear flattered...
"Yes, your highness... I am aware of whom you are..." I said sweetly...
"Good... good..." he muttered to himself...
"You see, I have been given the extraordinary gift of being able to read a person's thoughts, every thought they have ever had...' he said smugly, smiling down at me...
We stopped in the middle of the room, his guard flanked around us... "But you... my darling creature... I cannot read a single thought..." he said laughing aloud... I stared at him in amazement, my knees wanted to give way... there was only one other person who could not read me... I blocked the painful memories of him... and lowered my lashes...
"I hope I have not disappointed you, your highness..." I said softly, trying to be submissive, it was obvious that he loved being in control...
I heard him groan softly and he lifted my chin once more... "My dear you could never disappoint me" he said seductively...
I fidgeted with my nails and continued to look down...
"I'm having a little soiree` at the Chateaux Vudille, you must come and visit us tomorrow night Miss..." he said falteringly as he realised he didn't know my name...
"Swan, Bella... Swan' I said smiling up at him...
'What a beautiful name" he murmured... he signalled for his guards to follow him, as he bent over my hand and kissed it... and then he turned his back and strode off, his diamond topped walking stick glinting under the lights...
I breathed out a long sigh of relief and then realised that most of the vampires were staring at me... Christina strode over slowly, and brushed her hair off her forehead...
"Are you ok?" she asked concerned...
"I'm fine; he can't read my thoughts..." I said slowly, I started thinking of him and felt my chest tighten...
'I think I should go home..." I said softly...
'But we haven't been here that long...what else did he say to you?' breathed Christina heavily...
"He's invited me to some party tomorrow night; I don't think I'll go..." I said as I turned to leave. Christina's arm shot out...
"Bella you can't not go... if the Volturi have summoned you, you must go...' she said earnestly...
"Alright I'll go, but I need to get home to Lucy" I said frustrated...
We said our goodbyes and I watched Christina saunter off to mingle with the high society...
The entire way home I drove like a maniac, my silver porches protested as I skid around the corners... I wanted to see Lucy, make sure she was ok... I drove along the coast line at a dangerous speed, my vampiric instincts in total control of the car...
I let my thoughts wander to my poor baby girl... She was 17... And we looked almost identical... she knew that there was something different about me... I hadn't aged since she was two, I had never met any of her friends or teachers, every year once school had finished I would pack us up and move to a new city in Europe, the poor kid had never played at a park or beach with me, had always had a nanny take her on outings during the day... I could never be the mother she deserved... that every child deserved... No wonder she hated me... she wasn't stupid, she was incredibly bright, and intelligent... she knew that something was up, but I had never uttered a word about it...
A few minutes later I was parked in our building's underground garage and made my way up to our apartment, I had made my fortune in writing novels and often wrote poetry when the depression hit... I wrote under an alias name, and nobody but Lucy and my literary agent knew who I actually was... His money had gone into a trust account for Lucy; the kid had no idea that she would inherit this large sum of money when she turned 21...
Our apartment was on the 15th floor and over looked the Monte Carlo harbour... it was beautiful... I tried to make it as homely and family orientated for Lucy as much as possible. She always had a home cooked meal for every meal of the day, her washing was done, and I cleaned her room while she was at school... I had spoiled her to no end; it was all I could do to make up for the fact that she didn't have a normal mother... She got whatever she wanted... if she wanted the latest flat screen, she got it, new clothes – I would take her shopping at the boutiques, she had her hair done every month, salon and spa appointments every week, there was nothing she couldn't have... I wondered if I had learned my generous habits from him... before all of... This... this life... I would never have dreamed of giving Lucy all of these things... I had pictured us living in Forks, with Charlie, and her attending the University of Seattle and coming home on the weekends, while I looked after Charlie and kept him company...I had planned our life to be simple... Not this sensitive complicated web of do's and don'ts...
I sighed and unpinned my hair from its heavy up do, letting the long red brown waves cascade over my shoulders... I passed a mirror on the wall, and glanced away, I hated looking at myself...
I walked softly down the plush cream carpeted hallway and stopped outside her door; I opened it slowly... and peeked in... She wasn't home... A wave of panic gripped me and I padded back down the hall for my phone... it was 12:06am... where was she!
I tried to call her, but I heard her familiar ring tone go off in her bedroom, and I scowled in displeasure... why was she so difficult? I paced the living room impatiently looking out at the moon glinting off the harbour water...
Around 2am I heard the elevator down the hall open and soft footsteps approaching our door... it took her a couple of go's to unlock the door and eventually she stumbled in... I was sitting on the living room sofa, in the dark...
I inhaled deeply and smelt alcohol and cigarettes... and...vampire? I shot out of my seat and stalked up to her... she didn't even gasp at my sudden movements, she was so used to it... I grabbed her forearm and pulled her close to me, inhaling deeply...
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" I screeched at her... who had she been with? I didn't recognise the scent... oh please lord, don't let my baby girl get involved with a vampire... My anxiety made me tremble as I narrowed my eyes at her...
She tried to shake me off but my grip was too strong... "ANSWER ME!" I bellowed at her, trying to keep my hiss down the back of my throat, my venom started to pool in my mouth from my angry outburst...
"I was out with Micha and Yasmine... like I told you..." she said rudely as she shook my arm off, my grip let go... she stumbled down the hall to her room...
I followed closely behind...
"You're drunk and you've been smoking! And... And... You've been with someone...' I said to her as she pulled her skimpy dress off and fell onto her bed...
"Mom give it a rest already... you don't care what I do... how you know I've been with someone?" she challenged me...
I breathed heavily... "I can just tell..." I said meekly...
She sat up in her bed and stared at me with those warm brown eyes that used to be mine, but was now smudged with mascara and eye liner...
"With your super human sense of smell?' she said coldly...
'Don't be ridiculous, I can smell male cologne all over you!" I challenged back... She flicked her red brown hair off her shoulders and narrowed her eyes at me...
"He's just like you..." she said slowly... I stiffened and backed up in the door way... I didn't want to do this now...
' His skin is just as cold, just as smooth and pale as yours...his movements are fluid and quick, he's silent when he walks...' she mocked me... I tried to hold back a sob, but it burst through anyway...
"Lucy..." I sobbed... "Lucy what colour is his eyes..." I asked softly... please say golden please say golden...
She looked at me confused, her smug look wiped off her face... "Blue..." she said slowly...
"Oh god Lucy, no... No! STAY AWAY FROM THIS MAN... PLEASE LUCY... YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE GETTING YOURSELF INTO..." I covered my mouth with my hand... blue eyes... could only mean one thing, he had contacts... and if the Volturi were in town... there would be a very slim chance that she met a human with those characteristics... if he was a... a... human blood drinker, why hadn't he killed her already... the thought made me sick and I crossed the room quickly to her and crushed her to my chest, holding on tightly... she was my baby, and I didn't want to let her go...
And then Lucy started to sob, I could feel her wet tears on my shoulder... "Mom... please... why won't you tell me what you are... why... I know that something is different with you... you can't keep pretending... why I don't know anything about my father... about where you were from... your life before me... mom please..." she begged, gripping my arms... she was drunk and incoherent...
"Lucy... I'm not doing this again... no more questions... please...' I sobbed pathetically into her hair, I could smell him all over her... and I was starting to build up a rage... perhaps this was the perfect time to leave... though she had finished school, soon she would be off on her own... I wouldn't be able to stop her then...
She pushed at me violently... "GET OUT!' she yelled at me, angry hot tears streaming down her face... I stepped back surprised at her sudden outburst...
"I HATE YOU!" she screamed at me... I stood there dumbfounded...
"GET OUT! YOU BITCH! I HAVE A RIGHT TO KNOW WHERE I CAME FROM... I DONT EVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!" she said as she lobbed a high heel at me that I neatly missed...
"FREAK!" she called out after me as I quickly slammed her door closed behind me...
I stood there frozen, gulping down my sobs and distress... It was so obvious that my daughter hated me... There was nothing I could do, I couldn't tell her about our past, I couldn't tell her what I was, now she's met another vampire and I have to somehow deal with Prince Aro... I flung myself onto my bed and sobbed into the pillow, empty, hollow racking sounds that produced no tears... I reached under my bed mid sob, and pulled out a small silver box, I opened the lid and pulled out the only two photos I had kept from America... one was my dad Charlie, the other was of Lucy as a baby with me and... and... Edward...
"I'm so sorry" I sobbed to my photos as I clutched them tightly to my chest...
Lucy's Point of View:
The following day I had woken up in the early afternoon... my head was pounding, my mouth felt dry and then memories of last night flooded me of being held close and being kissed like I've never been kissed before... I groaned and stretched out in my luxurious bed... thinking of Ambrose and how sexy he was... I didn't care if he was different... perhaps I could finally get some truth about my mother, if I pursued a relationship with him... I fumbled around my messy bedside table, looking for my phone... I found it underneath a stack of papers and scrolled through my messages and missed calls, all 53 of them were from mother... and one more from Micha... I dialled her number and heard her hung over voice on the other end... We chatted about last night and I asked her how the rest of the night was with Ambrose, she lied and said she had taken him home and had great sex... and how she wasn't going to see him again, she had found someone else, she changed the topic quickly and started talking about our end of school trip to the Greek Islands... we planned on leaving in the next week, and had our tickets already booked, I wasn't entirely convinced on going...
We chatted for a little bit more and then I ended the conversation pleading my headache... Just as I hung up, my phone rang again...
'Hello...?' I said, the number was blocked...
"Good afternoon Môn Cherie..." said a husky voice... oh my god, it was Ambrose...
"Ambrose... hi..." I said surprised...
"How did you get my number?" I asked... I didn't remember giving it to him...
"I have my ways' he said mysteriously
Of course he does... I sneered to myself...
"I was wondering if you would like to accompany me this evening for a walk along the harbour...?" he said politely...
"Oh..." I said stupidly... most dates I had been on involved clubs or bars...
"Sure that sounds lovely" I said half sitting up and rubbing at my crusty eyes...
"Perfect I'll meet you at six thirty in front of the patisserie?" he said...
"See you then!" I said excitedly... I hung up and flopped back down onto my pillows... a huge grin broke out across my face... and then I jumped up excitedly and trudged into the bathroom, mother's office door was closed, she was more than likely writing her new novel... the highly anticipated new romance novel from "Germaine Cruz" (my mother's writer name) promises to deliver all the heartache and suspense that you have come to expect from such an accomplished novelist's repertoire... I said to myself mocking the publicity my mother's new book was receiving...
After I had spent a good hour in the tub, I dried myself off and stared at my reflection... I looked so much like her it was uncanny, yet we also looked so different... we had the same heart shaped face, though her bone structure was defined... her lips were bigger than mine, and her lashes were darker and longer... it was so unfair, I would never be as beautiful as my mother... she had serious curves that she hid under loose fitting clothes, I had no curves, I was a bean pole! Her skin was pale like mine, though hers was flawless, she never got a blemish, or a wrinkle it was always so god damned smooth!
I scowled at my face as I plastered it with makeup, no matter how hard I tried, I would never look like she did...
Later that afternoon, just as I was getting ready to leave, mother pushed open my door slowly...
"Lucy...' she said softly. I glanced up at her and gasped at how beautiful she looked in her oyster satin gown... I shut my mouth and continued to arrange my hair...
"Where are you going Lucy... you're not meeting that man are you?' she asked timidly...
I looked at her and scowled..." His name is Ambrose..." I said rudely...
"Lucy... please... he's not... he's not... safe to be around..." she said.
'And you are?" I said challenging her...
"I'm your mother!" she said indignantly...
"You're not human!" I said to her... her face was stony and unreadable like a statue...
"I'm going out tonight... and I don't know what time I'll be home... 'She said coldly...
"Like I care..." I said to myself...
I finished arranging my hair and grabbed my Louis Vuitton bowler bag and pushed past her... her arm shot out and grabbed me...
"Lucy I'm begging you... please stay safe..." she said carefully...
"Yes Mother" I said mockingly... as I made my way out into the hall...
Twenty minutes later I had made my way down to the patisserie, and parked my sleek black Jag out front and looked around for Ambrose... he wasn't here... the sun was sinking over the harbour and my heart sank with the disappearing sun... I was ten minutes late and he wasn't here...
"Lucy!' I heard behind me... I spun around on my heel and saw him coming up behind me; he was dressed in all black...
I smiled at him shyly and he enveloped me in a big hug... his cold powerful arms wrapped around my waist and he lifted me easily off my feet...
He put me down gently like he was afraid to break me... and his eyes swept over me...
"You are so beautiful" he whispered clasping my hands in his... there was very little foot traffic on the harbour, and the lamp lights flickered on as the sun finally sank behind the ocean ... I glanced up at him shyly...
'So what did you want to do tonight?' I asked grinning at him...
"I have a surprise for you' he said mysteriously, his unnaturally blue eyes staring into my own...
He took my hand and led me down into the harbour, we walked in silence... and then we arrived at the marina...
"The marina?" I said quizzically...
"Come on" he laughed at me as I tried walking along the board walk in my ridiculous platform shoes... we approached a magnificent boat docked at the last bay... it was a huge yacht that towered above every other vessel parked in the marina. The warm sea air smelt of salt and... lavender? I thought surprised as he carefully lifted me onto the boat... he led me through a huge lobby type of room and out the other side onto the front of the yacht... there were candles everywhere, and the lavender scent was coming from the hundreds of incense sticks that were lit and sending fragrant smoke swirling into the air... there was a rather comfortable queen size sofa that had no back to it, and was scattered with cushions..., the view was magnificent overlooking a large pool that edged onto the front of the yacht and looked out over the sparkling ocean...
"Do you like?' asked Ambrose softly... standing behind me and nuzzling his face into my hair... I was stunned...
"Ambrose, you hardly know me... I don't know what to say...?" I said speechless... I felt him stiffen and then he led me to the sofa and sat me down...
'Lucy... I have never met a more complex personality than you, you... you fascinate me... you are so incredibly beautiful and frail... I wish... I wish... I could explain to you how I feel... but there are no words to describe this... you have rocked me to my very core... if only you knew...the extent..." he started muttering to himself...he looked pained...
"I have to leave Monaco soon, my... work will send me back to northern Italy...and then I don't know where my next assignment will take me..." he said depressed...
I stared in bewilderment at this gorgeous, but mysterious man, trying to pour his soul out to me...
I had never been in love with anyone... sure I had mucked around with some guys at school, but never had I fallen in love, my heart ached to see him pained... could this be love?
I placed my hand on top of his not sure what to say...
"Lucy... I'm sorry that I'm being so forward, but I am afraid that I will never see you again..."
"If only you knew the extent of what I do... what I am... I'm leaving any day now, and then I might not see you again..." he said crestfallen, his hand wiped over his face and he looked at me forlornly...
"I'm sorry... I don't mean to frighten you" he said looking at me...
"You don't frighten me..." I lied to him...
He raised his eyebrow at me...
"You...you... are the same... as my mother...' I said slowly...
He looked at me confused...
"I know what you... are... at least... I think... I do...' I said to him biting on my lower lip...
"You do?' he said quizzically...
"My mother looks like you... pale skin... sharp features... moves quickly and is always poised...always beautiful...always perfect!" I spat out staring off into space...
He looked at me in astonishment... "And what exactly is your mother...?" he said looking at me sternly... his eyes were almost bulging out of his face... he took in every expression I had and looked at me expectantly...
"My mother...isn't human..." I began, his grip tightened on my hand... "She's...she's... never been sick, I've never heard her cough or sneeze, she doesn't sleep... she doesn't eat... I've never seen her in daylight... she look's only a couple of years older than me... and one day... one day when I was six, I fell over and cut my leg badly... she kept smelling and staring at my gash before she cleaned it up... it was hours before she touched me...it was... it was horrible..." I choked out... Tears started to well up in my eyes...
"Lucy... I don't believe it... you're not serious are you?' asked Ambrose, his handsome face stared at me intently... his unnatural blue eyes were boring into me...
I wiped at my tears and stared into his face... "My mother is... is... a vampire" I said stupidly. I felt funny using that word, it sounded fake...
"I don't understand... "He said bluntly...
"So you're not a vampire?" I asked him quizzically.
"I'm not denying that' he said flashing his white teeth at me...
"I don't understand" he said again...
I started to get distressed...
"What is there to understand!' I said frustrated as I stood up from the sofa...
"Lucy! I'm sorry; I just don't understand how she can be a vampire... And you... you a human and living with her!' he said astounded...
He stood up and clutched his dark blonde hair... "Tonight was supposed to be about us...and getting close..." he said, his eyes smouldering at me...
"Don't go changing the subject..." I said sternly to him... he stepped closer to me and took my face in his hands...
"Lucy... what I am, what your mother is... is not what you want to be..." he said earnestly...
"Why not!' I said the tears pouring again... he leant into me and kissed my wet hot tears off my cheeks... "Mon Chaton" (my kitten) he whispered to me...
"I know you want to be like her... you knew what I was the moment you met me... I'm not changing you Lucy... my job... my position, does not allow me anytime to mingle with humans...but...these overwhelming feelings... I have for you, are so intense, I'm just taking it one day at the time... but I know that I can't not have you in my life...you're mine' he said fiercely...
"I don't know what you're talking about...' I laughed through my tears...
"How much do you know?" he said, a small smile escaping his lips...
'Nothing" I said sternly... "Tell me everything..." I said to him...
He laughed freely and grabbed me around the waist and sat me down on his lap, as he sat back down on the sofa... his fingers running over my back...
He spoke to me softly about what he was, what my mother was... how their kind has overwhelming emotions and how they can't control how they fall in love... he told me of their diet and how some of their kind fed on animals, while the majority fed off humans... he reassured me that he had no urge to break my skin with his teeth and drink from me, he then explained how he felt this need to protect me... how some vampires could develop an almost obsessive relationship with a human, making that human "theirs" and off limits to any other vampire... and to break that bond would surely emotionally kill the vampire leaving him or her an empty shell...
I listened in amazement and disbelief at what he was telling me... he told me that he worked for the vampire royalty, he was part of the personal guard and had limited time off so he could 'feed' on a regular basis to keep his strength up...
As he finished he looked at me from the corner of his eyes... "Have I scared you?' he asked timidly... "No..." I said slowly...
"But my mother knew I had been with a vampire last night... she could smell you on me..." I said looking up at him naughtily...
"And what did she say?' he asked curiously...
"She asked me what colour your eyes are" I said slowly gazing into his bright blue eyes...
"What colour are hers?" he asked me amused...
"Golden..." I said softly...
He smirked and shook his head...
"You don't want to see what mine really look like..." he said sternly... as he leant in and kissed me deeply... I sighed and fell into the kiss, running my hands through his hair... and moaning softly as his grip tightened around me... somewhere in the back of my brain, an alarm siren was sounding, warning me to run, telling me that his man fed off humans... I pictured his massive frame stalking a human and attacking and sucking on their neck... I pushed the deranged thoughts away and continued to make out with him; he had pushed me back onto the sofa and was on top of me, his weight supported by his strong arms... I ran my hands over his biceps and felt the hard bulge that strained under his shirt... he pressed his hips into me and I moaned out in desire... my hormones begging for more... he groaned loudly and kissed me harder... his hands tangled up in my hair as he gently lowered himself on top of me...
We continued like this for hours, until I was embarrassingly drenched in sweat and my body hurt all over... I sat up gasping for air... and brushed my hair off my face...
He laughed lightly at me, his appearance perfect and smooth... Then his face fell...
"What's wrong?' I asked him huskily...
"I should get you home... I'm due to be back on guard... my master is having a party at his Chateau on the Riviera... I have to relieve one of the other guards..." he said disappointed... his face was excited and hungry for more passion...
I nodded meekly at him, exhausted from our make out session...
He took me to my car and kissed me goodnight... I offered to drop him off to the Chateau, but he just laughed at me and said he was faster than my car... He had a hard time letting go and said he would text me later tonight...
When I arrived home, mother was still out... I felt warm and fuzzy from being with Ambrose and was utterly confused about what he had said tonight. He had confirmed my suspicions about my mother... and admitted he was vampire... I should have been petrified... I should have run screaming from him, but instead I got closer to him and it felt good... I was in love...
I strode into mother's room and looked around at the neat clean lines that featured throughout the whole apartment, everything was so immaculate, so perfectly clean and neat, everything has its place... I opened her wardrobe and touched her expensive clothes, feeling the satins and furs and the cashmere... I went to her vanity table and fingered the large black velvet box, which was empty at present, but usually held her sapphire necklace, that she wore whenever she went out... I looked at the photos she had of me over the years that adorned the walls and the bedside tables... I lingered at one of the bedside tables and opened the draw... there were neat stacks of papers and knick knacks, some jewellery and perfume, as I was looking through her expensive jewellery... I came across a small silver bracelet with several stones hanging from the chain... I gasped and dropped the bracelet on the floor as a memory came flooding back to me... I remembered this bracelet as a child... I had worn it until I was twelve... and then it had disappeared... I kneeled on the carpet and picked up the bracelet... from my perherpial vision I saw a small silver box just hidden underneath her bed... I pulled it out from its hiding place and opened the lid...
Inside was an old photo of a middle aged man... he had an impressive moustache and his brown wavy hair was thin on top, he had a kind expression and his eyes were a deep warm brown... the only other photo in the box was a family picture of mother... me ...and.. And another vampire... he was very handsome, his tousled bronze hair matched his golden eyes and he looked so very happy... I was only a baby and had fat chubby cheeks...and mother was... was... well she was me... she wasn't vampire in this photo, she looked human... she wasn't perfect... she was just... well she was just like me... I dropped the photo in disbelief and sifted through the other items in the box... I came across my birth certificate... my heart thudded as I scanned the pink document... place of birth: Forks, WA...; mother: Isabella Swan; Father: unknown...
"Unknown?" I said astounded... was mother's story of my father being a one night stand true? Hot tears started to pour down my face as I shoved everything back in its box and put my bracelet into the bedside draw again...
I was going to get answers, I had had enough of the deceit and lies from my mother... if she wouldn't tell me my past, I would track it down myself...
The following days were tense, Ambrose called me and begged to see me again, he was leaving the following day and wanted to see me before he left... mother was acting weird and I caught her staring at me more often than usual...
I met Ambrose that night at a little restaurant tucked away from the tourist strip, he didn't eat anything and instead watched me with amusement... his blue eyes were still bugging me, but I didn't ask him to show me their real colour... I was too afraid...
I told him that I was planning on going to America... instead of the Greek Islands... I told him what I found out and, the photo of the vampire and how mother was human in the picture... Ambrose looked uncomfortable...
"Lucy, go to the Greek Islands with your friends... I don't want you going to America... don't track down this vampire... you have no idea what he's like, who he is" said Ambrose in his thick accent... I looked up at him and raised my eyebrows at him... "You think kissing a blood thirsty vampire is safer than me tracking down a vampire?" I said condescendingly...
He laughed lightly at me... "That's different Môn Cherie" he said teasing me...
We spent the rest of the evening walking along the beach, the moon was bright and he had my arm tucked under his massive bicep...
"I know we haven't known each other that long... and I know that things are complicated... but Lucy I love you heart and soul and I want you to be mine" he said as he turned to face me front on...
I stood on my tip toes and wrapped my arms around his neck... I kissed him softly and felt his body press into me...
'Ambrose I love you too... but I can't make any promises... I need to find my past first...' I said to him... my heart constricted and I saw the look in his eyes that pained him...
"Lucy...' he began flustered...
"I'm sorry, but I'm only 17... And this is a lot to take in... I need to fix things with my mother, find out where I'm from... and then we can start a relationship... I won't leave you forever... just let me do this first..."
He pressed his forehead to mine... and sighed deeply...
He had a hard time letting go... and eventually he left... and I returned to my apartment, feeling somewhat depressed...
When I got home mother was sitting on the sofa, her gaze transfixed into space...
"Mom?" I said waving my hand in front of her face... she snapped out of it...
'Lucy... I've arranged for you to stay with Micha's family for a couple of days, until you leave for your holiday with your friends... 'She said softly not looking at me...
"What?" I said dumbfounded...
'You didn't want me to go on holiday?" I said confused...
"I know but I need to go away for work... and... and I don't want you left alone" she said sadly.
'Where are you going?' I asked her.
"Italy" she said looking up at me... I gulped, that was where Ambrose was going, and could she be involved with this vampire royalty... Ambrose had described them as dangerous...
"He left today, didn't him?" said mother narrowing her eyes at me... I nodded in response...
"Good' she said coldly... "Don't you even think about trying to follow him...? Lucy I will find out if you go anywhere else but the Greek Islands... don't think I won't find you..." she said sternly...
I shook my head and marched off into my room...
The following morning she was gone...
My stomach felt uneasy as I thought how strange it was she had just left... she had been in my life every single day and then all of a sudden she needs to travel for work...
I was somewhat excited over the following days as I prepared my arrangements for travelling to Washington... Micha still thought I was going to the Greek Islands and was chattering nonstop about the Greek boys and the parties... I agreed with her too enthusiastically and counted down the days until we were leaving...
The day had finally come, and before Micha's mom dropped us off at the airport I went back home and grabbed my bracelet and the contents from mother's silver box... they were all I had to go on...
I fidgeted the entire way to the airport, and then fidgeted some more as we mulled around the airport... the boarding call for the plane to the Greek Islands sounded over the PA system... Micha and Yasmine picked up their bags excitedly and headed to the queue to board the plane... I tagged behind and then at the last minute started walking in the opposite direction... my plane to the States was leaving half an hour later than one the girls were booked on...
"LUCY!" yelled Micha behind me...
"I'm sorry... but it's something I have to do..." I yelled back, not caring if she hated me forever after this moment...
"LUCY GET BACK HERE! DONT YOU DARE SKIP OUT ON ME!' she bellowed... the passengers stared at us in bewilderment and I kept walking down to gate 23... A huge smile plastered on my face... I was free at last...
Ok so I know I know I've been slack But my boyfriend of 3 and a half years dumped me, while I was going through my final exams at university... and I had to move out of his house and blah blah blah, enough about me! I know the story probably doesn't make much sense, but Edward makes an appearance next chapter which I have already started... I wanted this chapter to show the relationship between Lucy and Bella, and get Lucy romantically involved with a vampire... which will make sense in later chapters and of course the Volturi had to make an appearance! Please let me know what you think... I know it doesn't make much sense yet... but give it time... and it will... Where do you think Bella went to?
xoxoxoxo