All right I thought of this story chatting to my BFF sadie1787. Seriously you NEED to check out her story, It ROCKS!
Disclaimer- Seriously if I was Stephenie Meyer do you honestly think that I would waste my time writing this piece of junk? I think not.
ON with the show. Oh PS this chapter is a lot of non- talking and I know some people like that BUT I don't and it will get better soon but it is hard to explain the beginning with dialog. k?
The year is 1918 and I don't know if this is accurate so don't shoot me.
BPOV
Knock. Knock. Knock. I flew down the stairs. Yes my best friend was finally here! I opened the door and there he was. My adonis. I have secretly loved him sine I was fourteen. Though I knew that he didn't feel the same. How could he? I was a plain girl. Average height, only 5' 3". With long, slightly wavey chesnut colored hair down to my mid-back. I have boring eyes, brown.
But Edward was different. He had unruly bronze colored hair, that no matter how har you tried, would always look messy. He stood a good six feet tall, and was skinny but had muscles. But the best part is his eyes. The purest green I have ever seen. Like emeralds that shone from the bottom of a mine shaft. So do you still wonder why he wouldn't love me?
He bowed, took my hand and kissed it. Normally we don't worry about being formal, but my mother and father had company over, and heaven forbid we messed up in front of Uncle James and Aunt Victoria and their son Laurent. They were too perfect if you ask me. It's like they aren't even human. They have pale white skin with no blemishes and dark redish eyes, if you get close enough to see them. In my opinion and Edward aggrees too, Laurent looks to be the same age as James and Victoria. For all the years we have known them they haven't seemed to age at all and it creeps me out.
James and Victoria aren't really related to us, they just say that they are for some unknown reason. It is because of them that we are going to go to Old Man Lee's house today. Old Man Lee is this really old, creepy guy that passed away a few days ago. He had been tried for witch craft more times than anybody could count.
Edward had told my parents that he was taking me out to dinner and then to the theature for entertainment tonight. So I had dressed up fancy with a floor length gown, but underneath I had a pair of Edward's old slacks and shirt that I had also recieved form him. I was forbidden to dress like that, everybody was, but that wouldn't stop me from wearing it if it was just Edward and I.
"Are you ready Isabella?" Edward asked.
"Yes, let's go." I responded in my formal voice. As soon as we were out the door and into the horse drawn carriage we burst out laughing. We always did this after leaving my house because we were never formal when it was just us. (this is sooo me and my best friend- am I right Sadie?)
We arrived at the house. "Are you all right Isabella? We don't have to do this you know."
"I know but what if we can find out what they are? I won't just skip out on this. Besides the house is being burnt down tomorrow." I said but that was not the top reason on my list. I was truthfully scared with the epidemic going around. Edward had seemed just a tad bit off. Most people wouldn't have noticed anything but I did. Occasionally he would 'have a tickle in his throat' and he would cough. He has not been eating as much and he as been sleeping more than usual. And if he was getting sick then I had to tell him how I felt. I had to take a leap of faith and hope that if he ended up being fine afterwords then he wouldn't be disgusted by me.
I wasn't always negitive but I knew he wouldn't make it through. I didn't want to admit it but I knew that he wouldn't.
"Okay but if at any time you want to get out of here just say something." I nodded and took off my dress.
"Ready." I said.
He tried the door and it opened. What we saw made me scream from surprise and I jumped into Edwards arms.
I heavily considered stopping there but I can't stop. I might even go VERY far today. Just not in one chapter.
Paintings of James, Victoria, and Laurent were all over. And one word that stood on all those paintings- Vampire.
Also thought of stopping there, but I CAN'T!
"E... Edw...Edward, Can th... that be... true?" I was shaking hard I was expeting them to be witches not... I can't even think it.
"I... honestly don't... know." I had never seen Edward scared. Minus when I would trip and father would get mad. But this was different fear.
I spotted a book with a bookmark in it. The title was 'Cold Ones'.
I pointed to it and Edward walked over to it with me still clinging on to him. He hugged me tighter and I could only imagine if one day we were married and I could hug him all day long...Now is not the time for this.
He opened the book. It had a list and each item had a check mark next to it.
1. Pale skin. Check
2. Cold skin. Check
colored eyes. Although it is rumored that there is one man and a different coven that has taken to drinking animals and has golden eyes. Check
4. Ability to sit very still for long times. Check
It went on. And all of it pointed to one thing- they were vampires.
All right I will stop there. BUT As soon as this is posted I will start the next chapter Cus I'm on fire! MORE TO COME TODAY! Questions? Comments? Ideas? Review! I take flames and reviews even from people who don't have accounts. PS I live with my dad and he doesn't have internet so it could be about a week before reviews. AND if you saw my other story and saw that I let somebody else finish it, that is purely because I hated it, but I will never do that to this. Next chapter coming soon.
