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New beginning
"Daddy please, stop. I promise I'm gonna be a good girl. STOP!"
Why does my throat hurt? It feels like its burning. Please make it stop.
Why is it all black? I can't see anything.
I open my eyes, and look around. There are trees everywhere. I don't know where to go.
Again I feel my throat burning. I'm close to falling to my knees and cry, but I smell something delicious. In a flash I'm standing outside a big mansion. The scent I coming from inside.
I walk to the door and knock. It was almost too hard. I could hear the wood crack, but it wasn't destroyed. I can hear people whispering from inside about whom it could be.
I heard footsteps coming to the door. I was close to running away, but something was keeping me in place.
A woman with brown hair, and honey colored eyes, opened the door. She gave me a smile I didn't understand, but it could only be described as warm. It sends an odd feeling through me.
"What are you doing here child?" The lady asked. I couldn't answer. My mind was too focused on the mouthwatering scent. She said something to the others, I just realist was in the room, but someone was missing.
"Do you wanna come in?" again that smile. I don't know if I should be pissed or glad for the feelings I got from it, and it irritated me. I could feel something, I only could identify as rage, slowly taken over my body. It didn't help that the scent was coming closer.
My throat was hurting more than ever. I was dry sobbing. It hurt so much. A man was walking towards me. He had blond hair and the same honey colored eyes. He kneeled down to my level. I didn't like it.
"What's wrong," he asked, and placed a hand on my shoulder. Something snapped inside me and I exploded. I attacked him. I jumped on his back and was about to pull his head off, then someone ripped me off him. He was big and had brown curly hair. He was touching me and the feeling got worse. Another one tried to pull me of the big guy, he had ugly bronze hair. He got me off with help from the first man. They threw me into a wall. They surrounded me. I was about to attack then someone yelled: "Stop, don't touch her. You're only going to make it worse." They stopped immediately, and backed slowly backwards. I relaxed a little. The one who yelled, a blond woman, walked towards me. I watched her every move, but I didn't feel threatened, like I did with the boys.
She kneeled down and placed her arms around me. It actually felt good. I relaxed, and copied her, placing my arms around her. She was about to let me go, but I wasn't having that. My grip tightened around her. I looked up at her, pouting. She smiled at me, warm like the other one and picked me up so I still was in her arms. I liked that a lot. She sat us down in the couth, me on her lab. The big man was about to sit down beside us, and I was about to bid his head off, but the blonde one stopped him and told him to sit another place.
"My name is Rosalie, but you can call me Rose. What about you?" The blonde, Rose asked.
"Don't know," I murmured, looking down to my hands.
"It's alright," she introduced me to the others.
Emmeth = big one
Edward = ugly hair, for some reason I didn't like him. He irritates me, with his arrogance.
Carlisle = blonde guy
Esme = brown hair and warm smile. I liked her to. She gave me a feeling of home.
She was about to say something but was cut off as the door opened. She danced in. She was so elegant. She could only be a goddess. She was petite, but taller than me, I guess. I am not sure how tall I am. She had black hair, pointing in every direction. My throat was hurting again. There it was the delicious scent I was looking for in the first place. It was coming from her. My mouth was watering. There was nothing I wanted more than sink my teeth into her neck and drink from her.
My thoughts were interrupted by a man walking in. He had blonde, half long hair. He did the unthinkable and placed his arm around her shoulder.
WHAT THE HELL IS HE THINKING? SHE. IS. MINE!
I launched at him, blind in rage. Who does he think he is touching what is mine? I am going to teach him a lesson. You can never trust men.
I threw him into a wall. I felt something tinkling inside me, and suddenly I was taller, but didn't think much about it. I placed myself in front of her, in a protective stance. There was no way he was going to hurt her. I hissed at him: "stay away." I growled. Everyone was staring at me and it made me uncomfortable. I growled louder. My throat was burning. I couldn't take it anymore. I turned around grabbing her in my arms. I noticed that I somehow was taller than her now, but didn't think more about it, as I sank my teeth into her neck and sucked. The liquid flawed down my throat and stopped the pain. I was in bliss, but it only lasted 9 seconds, before I was forced down to the ground.
There was one with each leg and arm and one on my back. I was growling and hissing for them to get off, but they wouldn't listen to me. It irritated me. I was about to get out of there hold, then someone was lifting me head up to look at them. It was Rosalie. She was stroking my cheek. It felt good. I heard myself purring, and she laughed. I loved that sound. It sounded like bells. I relaxed into her hand. The weight was suddenly off me. I was up in a flash, ready to attack. I was hold in place by tiny arm around my waist. I purred and now she was taller than me again. I didn't get it.
Everyone was staring at me. I was confused. I looked up.
"Your eyes," Rose said, pointing at my eyes. "They are purple."
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