A/N: Hello everyone! I'm very sorry for not updating this story. I've been super busy with school and my friends. I re-wrote the second chapter (which is this chapter) since the last one wasn't as long or detailed as I wanted it to be. Thank you for all of the reviews, it's been helping me want to write more! I noticed I did make a mistake in the previous chapter about Bella's age, etc. Mercie is 18, and Bella had her transformation into a vampire when Mercie was 5 and she was 24. They aren't the same age. Please notify me if I make anymore of these silly mistakes! -much love, Roxie.
Chapter Two.
Know Who I Am
Mercedes's Point of View
This is defiantly not how I wanted to have my first kiss with Paul. I've had plenty of lips on mine over the years, but Paul.. He's different. He's special. Isn't kissing the guy you've always dreamt about kissing you supposed to be this special moment? I would think so. Haha, but not for me! I just have to act like I'm having a seizer. Having venom swishing around in my mouth and not being able to just spit it out isn't pleasant. So I'm just standing there, our lips locked, my hands hanging helplessly at my sides. Maybe if I just stand there like a rag doll my hunger will go away. Paul, being Paul, had this amazing idea of deepening our kiss.
She's a bad kisser. Probably never kissed a lot of guys before.
Now that's just insulting! I am a good kisser when I'm not foaming at the mouth and gnawing on my cheek to keep myself from mauling my best friend, who is now my boy friend as of a minute ago. Anyways, back to reality.
His tongue parted my lips and he let it thrust into my mouth. His left hand had found it's way to the small of my back, while his right pressed on the back of my neck. That triggered the beast inside me to break free of her chains. Unlocking our lips I let out a vicious snarl. My fingers digging into his shoulders with force. He let out yells of pain and confusion not to mention fear. Knowing I was causing this made me want to curl up and cry. If I could. "Mercedes what the fuck?!" He yelped and tried to break free of my grip. Impossible.
My fangs had grown their full length and the venom was spraying from my mouth with every painful growl and snarl I gave. I'm still not used to this. Carlisle told me that I probably never will. It's my curse. Being a vampire isn't a curse, it's a gift. But not being able to control, let alone remember half the things you did while in your second form is a curse. My curse. Paul was at a loss. He was looking around frantically and calling for help, while trying to comfort me.
What was his problem?! He's trying to comfort me when I'm trying to kill him! If I was human tears would be spilling down my cheeks. My mouth opened and I hissed, sniffing his neck. Making my hunger skyrocket. He had the most attracting scent. I've always had to deal with this. Trying to keep from biting his tender flesh. Looks like the fight I put up to keep him alive was about to crumble into little pieces. Snarling like a pissed off wolf I press my fangs on top of his flesh, ready to press down and suck away his life.
Or not.
"Mercedes! No! Fight it!"
My father. The monster in me was in desperation now. I snapped my jaws down, but it was too late. I was on the ground with a huge weight on me. "Get off of me!" I snarled and kicked my legs furiously. My fingers were digging into the back of my dad's neck, while I stared at his concerned honey eyes. "No!" He bellowed back at me. I continued to snarl and kick. My snarls dove into desperate whimpers and my kicks, helpless movements.
"Blood.. I need blood." The true me gasped. Edward cradled me in his arms as I fell into tearless sobs and gasps of pain. "Dad." I whimpered and clutched onto him. "Shh..Carlisle will be here soon." He told me in a hushed whisper. I nodded and breathed in his woods like scent. It calmed me and I closed my eyes.
"What's going on? Is she okay?" Paul asked with confusion his voice was shaky.
This made me leap to my feet and dart over to him in a nanosecond. "Paul! Are you okay? I'm so, so, so, sorry!" I wailed and flung myself into him, hugging his middle tight. Fighting back my demon.
"Yeah I'm fine. What happened? Are you okay?" He asked me looking down at me with his blue eyes.
Only two people outside my family members know about our cold little problem. Paul isn't one of those two. Mya and Suze are the only two. I've always been afraid to tell Paul. Since he has this habit of spreading rumors when he's pissed off at someone. Let me tell you, the two of us bicker like a pair of old people. So if he was pissed at me and decided to spread a rumor about me.. I've always thought he'd say something about me being a vampire. Not that anyone would believe it. But still..
"Paul, I have a lot to tell you." I said in a quiet, scared voice.
He nodded, "You sure do."
Smiling despite the situation I sat down and pulled my knees up to my chest. Hugging them close to me. Edward came to sit beside me, draping a comforting and supportive arm around my shoulders.
It's okay, tell the boy Mercie. My dad's thoughts broke through. I glanced at him and I know for a fact I would be in tears if I was human.
"Thank you." I whispered and kissed his cheek. He smiled lightly and hugged me close.
"First off this is my dad Paul. Edward Cullen. Dad this is Paul Hewitt. One of my best friends, and my b-b-" I couldn't finish the rest.
"Boyfriend." Paul offered. Winking at me.
My father stiffened beside me and narrowed his eyes. "Nice to meet you." He said in a voice that said 'If you touch her, die, die, die.'
"Nice to meet you too, Mister Cullen." He said and smiled that crooked smile that made every girl swoon over.
Taking a deep, but unneeded, breath I told him the truth. "I'm a vampire."
He gave me a puzzled look and then asked, "Like Dracula?"
I shot him the dirtiest look possible without breaking into a massive grin, "No and yes."
"Explain..." He trailed off, motioning for me to tell him more.
"I'm the stupid kind of vampire that turns into a freaking bat and burns in the sun. But something does happen when I'm out in the sun without a long sleeved shirt. I er.. Sparkle. But anyways, I don't drink human blood. Or at least I don't try to. I can't control myself when I'm hungry and around humans. That's why I flipped out on you and basically tried to eat you." I said, using my hands to express my points.
He nodded slowly, "So.. You're like.. A vegetarian vampire?"
I laughed out loud and nodded my head, "You could say that. I have to drink animal blood. My favorite is deer." I said, and like a kick in the stomach I felt a lurch of hunger. I fought against it and kept cool.
"What about you, Mister Cullen?" Paul asked my dad.
"Mountain Lion." He said with a smirk.
I rolled my eyes and giggled, "It's not as bad as my uncle Emmett, he's favorite's bear."
Paul's eyes widened slightly, "Holy shit." He said.
I smacked him playfully and laughed, "It's funny to watch him try to catch them."
"I bet." Paul said in awe.
I let out a growl, the beast was getting frustrated. I was so close to human blood, yet so far. "Blood!" I snapped and glanced at my dad. He frowned and furrowed his brow with concentration. He was talking to Carlisle through his thoughts.
Carlisle showed up like a bolt of lightning. A bag of rich deer blood in his hand. "I'm sorry for being late. I got held up at the hospital." He said and quickly handed me the bag.
Edward got up and yanked Paul up by his shirt, half carrying, half dragging him away from me. "Watch." I said with a wicked grin. Paul nodded slowly and stood beside my dad watching me carefully.
I tied back my hair with a hair band that I keep on my wrist. Then I rolled up my sleeves past my elbows. Taking the packet of blood and growling with hunger. My back arched and my teeth grew at an amazing pace, venom slowly forming on my tongue. I bit into the plastic and felt the smell of the blood hit my nose. Then I let the taste tickle my lips then I sucked the blood away from it's holder. Only a few drops of blood fell down my chin, the rest went straight through me. Once I was finished I handed the bag over to my Grandfather and then wiped my mouth.
"That's disgusting..But so fucking cool." Paul said with an awed expression.
I smiled and bounced over to him, hugging him tight. Er.. As tight as I could without crushing his skeleton. "So your not afraid of me right?"
He shook his head, "Nope. You wont get rid of me that easily. I actually think it's pretty damn cool." He said then added, "I want to learn more about you Mercie."
Just the words I wanted to hear.
