Summary: My name is Eliza. I'm 15 years old. Thats vampire, and human years. I'm English, but I live in America. And I am a half vampire. But I am not like my niece, Renesme.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
A/N: Hi! This is Georgina, the first (and best) half of Confused Umbrella. This is my first fanfic, so I'm sorry if it's not any good. I just want say that this story is kinda based on us, as in, Rosie and I go to KG, and I am known as a half vampire. I have this thing about putting myself into books, just to see how I would reacted in the situations the characters are in, and this is my way of putting myself into Twilight. Many of my friends are in this fanfic, although, for security reasons, I have changed their names. Just so you know, Mae is Rosie, and Eliza is Based on me. KGGS is a real school.
I don't know how long people have know. I've always kind of liked the taste of my own blood, but that's all I had ever had. One day, when I was 12, while I was still attending KGGS in England, my friend Mae realised what I was. It may have been just a silly suggestion. Mae was known for being a little mad. We had just been doing about our pulses and heart rates in Science, and now we were in the changing rooms, getting ready for PE (A/N by the way, KGGS stands for Kesteven and Grantham Girls School, as in, NO BOYS!) and no one could find my pulse on my wrist. I have never known anyone who could. So Mae said that I was a vampire. I took her hand and held it under my nose, so that she could feel that I was breathing. So she declared that I was a half vampire.
4 things a Half Vampire, under the change, must have:
No pulse on your wrist.
You must be feel cold. All the time. My hands were freezing. And friction, never worked.
You must be hypersensitive to any change in room temperature. If there was a change in temperature, even if it went up, I would spend the next half hour, shivering.
You will have a small pair of fangs.
I was an ordinary girl. Apart from the half vampire thing, that no one really took seriously. I had a group of friends, Mae, Aria and Anne. I had a family, none of them vampires. My parents, Grace and Geoffrey Grey, my younger, mad siblings, Francis, my sister, who belonged in Bedlam, and Thomas, my brother, who wasn't much better. I struggled with boys, and homework, but thats about all. I was your normal, average, plain Jane, early teens girl.
One night, in the middle of September, when I was thirteen, I went to bed as normal. I read until my parents came up stairs, and they told me off for still having my light on, all as normal. I lay awake for half an hour, before falling asleep.
I woke up in the back of a car. Not a car I knew. With two men I didn't know. I quickly guessed what they would want to do to me, what they would want me for. I quickly decided to be compliant, and do whatever the wanted me to. Maybe if I was good, they'd go easy on me, or they let me go, after they had got what they want.
'She's awake,' said the man beside me, speaking with an American accent. He had copper hair, and faded gold colour eyes and looked about 17, actually. He leaned over, and placed a toffee muffin on my lap.
'Eat,' he said, but in my ears, it sounded like an order. In an attempt not to make him angry, I broke off a piece, and swallowed it, but I was so jumpy, my stomach couldn't take any more. I kept picking at it, to make it seem like I was eating, when really I wasn't. The copper haired boy sighed after about five minutes of this.
'Not really hungry?' He asked. I shook my head, not meeting his eyes. He reached over, took the muffin, and threw it out the window. He then turned to the driver, a man he called Carlisle, and started talking to him. I switched off, and stared at me hands clasped my lap. I was still in my pyjamas, thick, pink ones with white spots. Thank god they were long.
I didn't know what time it was, but it looked as though the sun had been up for a while. I was seated behind Carlisle, and his chair was blocking my view of the dashboard with the clock on.
'It's 9:57. We should be there in about half an hour,' The copper hair boy said. He smirked. 'And my name is Edward.' I nodded my thanks, without raising my eyes. Did he just read my mind? he shook his head, and chuckled to himself. He was seriously starting to creep me out.
We continued the journey in silence, before arriving in London. We were stuck in traffic for a long time, so I fell asleep.
'Hey Eliza. Wake up now,' Carlisle said, kneeling in front of me. I was in a chair, in the waiting area of an airport. He smiled, and handed me a bag.
'You need to get dressed,' he said. 'My daughter, Alice, Edwards sister picked them out. They should fit.' He led me over to the bathroom. But before I could enter, he firmly grasped my arm.
'I need to give you a shot of something,' He said, taking out a needle. 'Trust me, I'm a doctor.' He injected the thick liquid into my arm. I gasped with pain, as the liquid ran like fire through my veins. Carlisle left, and I staggered over to the first in the row of sinks, gripping it as though my life depended on it. It hurt. A lot. Eventually, it stopped, so suddenly, it was as if the fire had been drowned with a bucket of water, and the sensation left me shaking. When I could walk without falling, I entered one of the cubicles, and opened the bag. I found some clean under wear, a grey silk shirt, and black skinny jeans. I pulled them on, and then stepped into the black high heels. There was also a pair of sunglasses, but it hadn't been a particularly sunny day so far, so I decided to leave them off.
I slipped out of the cubicle, and gasped at my reflection. My hair, which had always been brown, straight, and shoulder length, was now a slick black, and fell down my back in soft waves. My skin had been a nice brown, remnants of a summer spent tanning at Lac de Charlaine in France. Now, it was porcelain white. But it was my eyes that commanded the most attention, for they had swapped their pretty, hazel colour, for a strong, deep red. The mini fangs, which at KG, we had attributed with my half vampireness, had grown, and sharpened even more. I dug around in my bag, a slipped the sunglasses back over my eyes, covering their bright red colour.
'What on Earth happened?' I whispered, my first words since waking up. I left the bathroom, to find Carlisle and Edward waiting outside the door. They gaped when they saw me.
Edward POV.
Carlisle left the bathroom where Eliza was getting changed.
'I've given her a shot of venom,' he told me. 'I'll give her some blood when she comes out.' He showed me the bottle.
'She thinks we're going to rape her,' I told him plainly.
'It's not surprising,' he sighed. 'She woke up in a car with two men she doesn't know.
'Why can't we just tell her? I don't like listening to her thoughts right now. She's so afraid.'
'She'll be even more afraid if we tell her now. She'll think we're mad. She'll do something stupid, and then we'll never get her home.'
Eliza POV
The men eventually over came their shock at my appearance. Ever since Carlisle had shot something into my arm, my stomach had been painfully clenched, and my throat had been unquenchably thirsty. So when he gave me a bottle full of red liquid, and told me that drinking would help, I didn't hesitate to gulp back the sweet, slightly metallic flavoured liquid. I then realised what it was, and stopped, disgusted. Carlisle and Edward both smirked at my reaction, but they softened into gentle smiles.
'Eliza,' Carlisle said. 'Yes, it's blood. But it will help with the pain. It's not human blood. Drink.' He was right. That small sip I had had, had made me feel 100 times better. I quickly downed the rest.
Edward POV.
We pulled up in front of our house/mansion. It was in the middle of a forest, a little way out of a small town called Forks. Eliza had fallen asleep, shortly after leaving the airport in Washington. I stepped out of the car, and lifted her up in my arms.
'Carlisle,' I said. 'Jane and Alec are here.'
A/N. Oooooooo! What's going to happen now? Why are Jane and Alec there? Of course, I know why, but you'll just have to wait and see! Don't worry, I won't take long up loading the new chapter. See ya! G
Oh, by the way, I doubt we will hear from Rosie, she thinks I'm a traitor because I like Twilight and Harry Potter. Also, I haven't read the books, I've only seen the films, so if anything is inaccurate, I'm sorry.