Lost friend part 1
Andrew POV
"Come on Andy we are going to be late!" Rosalie Hale shouted at me.
"Just a second" I replied. I looked in the mirror one last time and headed down the stairs. Rosalie Hale who was my best friend was waiting for me. I had known her since we were both 5 years old. We did everything together. I even taught her to drive my Model T ford car. Of course her parents didn't approve of her doing this but I explained that if I did teach her to drive she would be able to escape any attackers if the situation arouse.
"Come on!" Rosalie shouted again. I smiled at my friend's beautiful smile and her Violet eyes.
"Ok then let's go then" I said as we both got into the Car and set off.
"I can't believe that Royce King the second has invited me to dinner!" Rosalie was saying. To be honest I was surprised myself. When Royce asked Rosalie to meet with him for dinner, Rosalie's parents asked me to take her there and keep an eye on her.
"Damn cars! When will the car companies invent a faster and more reliable car?" I was asking myself.
But I knew they wouldn't do so for a while because of the depression I wasn't all fussed about it but I did feel sorry for those homeless people who had lost everything and I helped them whenever I could.
I finally arrived at the restaurant and Rosalie nearly jumping with excitement got out of the car and ran inside. I waited in the car for her. And that was how it was for the next 2 months. But then the Incident happened. It was late at night and I was walking home with Rosalie after she had visited a friend. As we walked around a corner and was in sight of her house, I heard the sound of drunken laughter.
"Andrew did you hear that?" Rosalie asked.
"Yes I did hear that" I replied.
We both started to quicken our pace in hope that the Drunks wouldn't notice us. Then we heard one of them say "HEY ROSE!" It was Royce. Both of us were shocked. We hadn't seen Royce drunk before.
"Hey rose come over here" Royce said again. Rosalie then began walking over towards them. I followed. Then Royce grabbed Rosalie and held her tight against him! I hid behind a mail box. Then Royce started saying inappropriate things about Rosalie and how good she would look naked! I was horrified! I then heard Rosalie scream "ANDREW HELP ME!" I immediately ran over towards her. I began screaming "YOU LEAVE MY FRIEND ALONE!" then I launched myself at one of the men. But as I did so another one smacked me in the head with a bottle of Beer and I fell to the floor, blood was leaking out of me.
"ANDY NO!" I heard Rosalie shout before everything went black.
When I did awake it was getting light and I was lying where I fell on the floor. But as I got up I could smell blood, and lots of it! Then I turned around and saw a huge pile of blood in the road. Rosalie's necklace was lying there. I ran over and picked the necklace up. My heart began to quicken as I franticly searched for Rosalie. I couldn't find anything else of her.
"NO!" I shouted as I sank to my knees. My friend was gone and it was my entire fault. But then someone said "I can help you" I turned around and before me stood a woman with extremely pale skin and deep crimson eyes. Anxious to find my friend I asked "How?" then the woman moved up to me at a colossal speed. My heart quickened, then the woman said "this will hurt a lot" then she bit me.
I screamed through the fire that spread throughout my body. While this was happening the woman explained that I was becoming a vampire. "What the hell is she going on about?" I thought. Then she told me about the laws about being a vampire. Apparently the number 1 rule was keep the secret. But as the fire was slowly leaving my body, the woman left. Then the fire stopped. I was amazed at the sharpness of my senses, my speed and my strength. My diamond hard skin was a surprise as well but it did mean my skin sparkled in the sun. I was always a kind person so I decided I wouldn't drink humans. I decided to hunt animals instead. It took a bit of practice at first but I eventually managed it. Now I was ready to find Rosalie.
