This Fanfiction adopted by Nothin On Me
Me: Mom, can I buy Twilight from Stephanie Meyer?
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Me: But I don't want to!
Mom: Do it! Now!
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China Dolls: Chapter One
I sat down as I listened to the rain fall in harmony outside of the glass walls that revealed the lush, green scenery of somewhere in China. That's right, I don't know where exactly I am in China, but all I know is that I'm there. In busy, modern China. I think. There are actually a lot of woods around so I'm guessing somewhere north? All I know is that I somehow ended up in China, talking Chinese and living with a bunch of vampires from North America.
Most people would worry... but as you all know, I'm not normal. I never have been and never will be. Huh. Maybe that's why I'm alone? I have no clue nor do I care.
All these mysteries can kiss my ass and go die. I don't have patience with things like this. Actually, I don't have patience with anything anymore. Ha! I don't give a damn! KISS MY ASS!
WOW. I'm turning into a bitch. Cool.
I was sitting in the glass living room, alone as always when my iPhone rang. I pulled it out and pressed Answer.
"Hello? Izzy?" A familiar, husky, male voice asked me.
" What's up , Castiel?" I asked my "father". Of course, he wasn't my actual father, but he pretty much adopted me as such.
"I just wanted to call to let you and everyone else know that my brother and his family are coming over to visit us. They should be there tonight. I'm out hunting with Elizabeth right now so we should be back around six tonight. Alright?" He asked in one long breath.
That's right. I just remembered Castiel telling me his brother and his coven/family was coming to visit us. They where coming from England.
"Yeah. I remember you telling me and Clair that." I softly said into the phone. Man, I didn't want to meet them. I really didn't like meeting people, at all. So it wasn't just them. I couldn't control my ability. I've never known how to and now I would have more feelings killing me. Great.
"Isabella? What's wrong, dear?" He asked at the other end. Of course he knew I was upset. There was no hiding anything from Castiel. He always knew if there was something up, even if he was nowhere near you.
I sighed. "I just really don't want to be here with all those new emotions coming in." I admitted.
Castiel knew everything that went on within the family and there was nothing he was more aware of then me and my ability to absorb everyone's darkest of feelings, fears, etc... Just about everything negative within them. But no positive. Never anything positive. It just about killed me whenever someone had a bad day.
"If it's too much for you dear, you don't have to be there. I will not make you." He said in his stern, fatherly voice but at the same time he sounded worried, cautious.
"No, Castiel. I'm alright. No need to worry about me." I reassured him quickly.
"Alright then child. I have to go. Goodbye." I could tell that this wasn't the last of our conversation about it.
"Bye." I said with no emotion in my voice, then hung up.
Ha! You know what? Fuck. I'll be there. I'll make sure that I'm around all those emotions. Maybe if I'm lucky, they will kill me this time around. I'm sure all of these new emotions will jump me and end it.
My thoughts were interrupted when two cars pulled up into the driveway. Our own little personal Alice danced in. She was so like her in every way. The only two differences were her name and the color of her hair. Clair had beautiful brown hair, a bit shorter than mine, which hit a bit below my shoulders.
She and Eric were the first two in. Rouge and Jake were right behind them.
Clair and Jake took off upstairs into their room with shopping bags. Rouge sat next to me and turned the television on.
I could feel the hate and the pain radiating off of her. It all hit me like a wall and I crumpled to the floor.
"Really, Rouge? Do you have to have such a bad day and let it out near me?" I said, out of breath and on the floor.
She instantly jumped up off the couch and threw her hands up in surrender as she stepped back. "I'm so sorry! Izzy, I totally forgot! I'm sorry. Here." She stopped thinking about her bad day and offered her hand to me.
All of the hurt stopped and I grabbed her hand, hoisting myself up off of the floor. "It's alright. I guess I should be used to it." I said with a huff of breath. Ow.
"I'm really sorry. I had a bad day and... I just wasn't thinking." She said in one breath.
Jake flew down the stairs and stood by the threshold to the kitchen. "Heheh, you never get a break, do you Isabella?" He chuckled.
"Thanks." I said sarcastically.
"Hey, no problem Shorty." He pretended to tip his hat and walked out the back door.
"Geek." Rouge rolled her eyes and sat back down, looking at the television show.
I ended up leaving to go hunting, coming back around seven that night.
When I walked into the kitchen, I was wet, and was scolded by Elizabeth, so I went to change.
I had no choice except to dress like a model because I, being my stupid self, let Clair shop for me because I refused to do it myself. So now I had no choice to dress in anything but model clothes. Fuck me.
About an hour later I could hear three cars pull off of the highway, and drive down the road. Everyone was in the front hallway, awaiting the arrival of our extended family.
I sat on the couch with my iPod touch, listening to Lil' Wayne. As soon as I switched on Mr. Carter, their emotions hit me harder than any I have ever felt.
Thank God I'm already sitting down. All this self regret and self hatred would have killed me.
I winced in pain and Castiel shot me an apologetic glance.
I could hear the cars stop in the driveway and seven different footsteps approach the house.
" Oh, Castiel, its been way too long my brother. It's so nice to see you." Said an oddly familiar voice.
I could hear my father walk down the stairs and onto the grass. "Oh, Carlisle! Its nice to see you too. It has been too long."
Wait! Carlisle? Oh shit! fuck me.