YAY! FINALLY! I CAN GET MY STORY UP! I've waited like ages to put this up. I have too many dedications so I'll say some. Thank to Kelly for helping me with bits and bobs. Sheena for giving me support I needed with the story. And Amy, for giving me the strength to go on. I'll also dedicate this story to Courtney, as she is the reason I joined fanfiction. Without her, this story would be crap. Thanks Courtz 3
His Touch
I stood in the shower, the consistant warmth of the water slowly dripping down my back. My arms where wrapped around me in a protective stance whilst I let my body slump against the cold granite of the wall, it sent a shivver up my back as I slid down to the bottom of the spacious shower.
"Kai?" I heard my brother Edward call, my lips stayed tightly shut and I closed my eyes trying to block out everything but the calm sound of my breath, "Do I really have to break down the door to get in and talk to you?" he sighed, my eyes shot open as my anger got the better of me, "Can't you just read my mind. You've done in many times before" I snapped back. The silence between us led me to believe that he had left, until he spoke again, "Alright Kai, what is it?" he asked sympathy covering his tone. I let my mind trail across the images of the way Emmett had pushed me away so angrily, the hurt I felt and the way I thought he felt something for me.
The tears that were now pouring down my face matched the heat of the water that was pouring down my back moments before. Reaching up I switched off the shower and stepped out drying my face on the soft towel hanging on the wall, I took a deep breath and opened the door pushing past my angered brother. I didn't want to face him, nor did I want to face the rest of his family downstairs. "Wait." Edward demanded sternly, I had never seen him this controlling, not even with Bella, I continued walking towards my room as he grabbed my wrist, "I said wait, Kai" he whispered looking me straight in the eye. I took another calming breath and growled back to him, "Let. Me. Go. Edward", he held his grip on my hand and pulled me to my room,
"You will stop this childish crush you have on Emmett, he is happily married Kai! Jeez... when will you learn to stop acting like such a slut" he snarled at me. That was it, I suddenly saw red and brought my hand to meet his face with a satisfying WHACK! He stumbled backwards hitting his back against the wall, I almost forgot about my strength at times. I turned on my heel and sauntered over to grab my dressing gown, "Get out" I demanded.
He looked up, shock glazing over his eyes, "Kai..." his voice softer now, I scowled furiously at him pointing to the door frusratedly. He shook his head and placed his hand on the door, he turned slightly – not facing me – and whispered softly, "Where is the little girl that used to need her big brother for guidance?", again he shook his head before leaving the room silently.
I slumped back down on the bed, my mind exhausted from all the thoughts it had been forced to hide from Edward, I looked over at the faded picture of our late family. Edward, looking as sharp as ever, our father well dressed and smart, then our mother... the one I gained everything from... her dark ringlets falling down from her flawless face, her eyes filled with delight at her happy family. Little did she know that her precious children would turn out to be monsters.
Bloodsucking, perfectly disguised, glorious, horrific monsters.
Then there was me, the small child with a glint of hope in her shining emerald eyes, her pinafore dress smoothed down and her curls pushed back out of her child-like face. I turned my head slowly to the nearby mirror and stared at the creature gazing back. My reflection. Her dark honey eyes, the soft black ringlets cascading down around my neck, my skin as white as snow.
I was the perfect killer.
Just then, there was a small but loud enough knock on my door, my eyes quickly shot to see who would bother me after such a disastrous event with Edward. I stared again at large, muscle covered, dark haired, golden eyed, magnificent man, I had once called 'love'.
Emmett.
"May I come in" he asked shyly.
