Hello :D So...I'm sorry for the delay with putting this chapter up. This story (New Beginnings) is actually written on paper. When I upload a chapter, that means I have to type up the whole thing. This one was a lot longer than the first, and each chapter is like six pages long on paper. BUT it got deleted half way through . which meant I had to type it all over again. I got distracted in the mean time...sooo...big apologies! I wanted to have it up the day after the first chapter went up. Okay, so here it is..! I hope you like it, and if you don't please tell me which parts you didn't like, and give me suggestions as to what you wanna see because I will make changes to the story if you don't like it...ahh I'm talking to much. Enjoy! Review! (This is my first story, I want reviews people! :D)
~Skylar 3
Chapter Two: Thoughts.
I opened my eyes and groaned at the bright light that was streaming in through my window. I got up and slowly trudged downstairs. On the kitchen table, there was a note:
Raven,
Dad, Billy, and I have gone out to lunch. We'll be shopping afterwards, and you're welcome to join. Call me if you want to come. We'll be gone most of the day. Billy is going to a friend's house, and your father and I are eating at a colleague's. Sorry to leave you alone for so long!
Love,
Mom
I smiled at the thought of being alone all day, and probably most of the night, then threw away the note. I wonder if Alexander's awake…and Jagger. I shook my head to clear it of those thoughts. Alexander was my boyfriend, not Jagger. Jagger doesn't know anything about me, and we need to keep it that way. It doesn't have to be that way, I thought. I mean, there's nothing wrong with being friends with Jagger, and Alexander doesn't even have to know. You don't have to tell Alexander every time you hang out with someone, and as long as you don't lie to him, you're not doing anything bad, the little voice in my head decided. I looked at the numbers scribbled on my wrist, with the spiky "J" underneath it. I traced the letter with my fingers, and sighed as I thought about the white-haired vampire. Suddenly my phone buzzed: one new text message from Alexander.
Alexander: I can't sleep…thinking about you.
Me: I'll see you in a couple of hours?
Alexander: Okay, come over whenever.
Me: See you soon.
I noted the lack of emotion in our texts. Then I turned my phone off, feeling guilty about seeing Jagger. It was half past one, so I turned on Bram Stoker's Dracula until I fell asleep.
Later that day:
My eyes shot open. I sat up, blinked the sleep out of them, and stretched. I'd been asleep for a really long time, I thought, looking at the clock. It was seven-thirty. Six hours? I must've been really tired. Alexander wouldn't be awake for another hour at least, so I went to the kitchen and made dinner for myself.
It was so unusual for me to sleep for so long. Almost like a vampire, I thought with a grin. I slid my tongue over my teeth to check for fangs, and couldn't help but be slightly disappointed when there was none. After eating, it was only eight o'clock, so I decided I would go over Alexander's house and wait until he woke. Jameson was always so lonely anyways. I went upstairs to fix my hair, and added a cute zebra-striped bow after teasing the short layers on top. {A/N: Raven is more scene/punk in this story, not Goth.} I finished with a flourish of hairspray, and then swiped my favorite plum lip-gloss over my lips. Finally I left for Alexander's house on my bike, since the ride wasn't a long one, and I biked there all the time. With a frown I realized I was still wearing the Hello Batty shirt and skinny jeans from last night. Stop worrying, I told myself. Stop thinking about Jagger while you're at it, I added. I turned into the long driveway that lead to my boyfriend, and abandoned my bike at the top. I knew I could just let myself in, but I rang the doorbell anyways.
"Miss Raven! What are you doing here so early? Alexander isn't awake yet." Despite his surprise, Jameson smiled at me in a friendly way. I grinned when he called it early, saying that it was past eight at night.
"I thought I would come by early today, I have a lot on my mind, and I thought you might want the company." I smiled back at him.
"Well, come on in, I'll make coffee for us." He moved aside to let me in. I walked to the kitchen and sat down as he made the coffee. Soon, I had a steaming mug in my hand, and Jameson sat across from me.
"So, what could possibly crowd up your mind so much that you decide to spend time with lonely old me?" Jameson questioned.
"I'm afraid to say anything. I don't want to risk anyone else knowing…" I said.
"It's that bad, huh? Well, I won't tell Alexander, or anyone, for that matter. I'm guessing that it's Alexander you're trying to hide this from?"
"Well there's this guy, and I don't think Alexander likes him very much, but I do, and I know he's good inside, and I want to be friends with him, but I feel loyal to Alexander, and I hate myself for even thinking about another guy, and I'm so mixed up inside, and I don't know what to do!" I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself by taking a drink of coffee.
"Don't beat yourself up over it; it happens to the best of us. This other guy, he just has you swept up in the moment, I think. He's being good to you for now, but who's to say that in a week or so, he's not going to break your heart? Alexander has been there for you for a very long time, and I would trust him. Just stay with Alexander because your feelings for this other guy will fade. Trust me; I've been in the exact situation as you are in right now." After he said this, we sat in silence and finished our coffees.
"Thank you," I said finally, putting my empty cup down.
"He should be awake." I nodded and headed for Alexander's attic room. I climbed up the stairs, and once I got to his room, I stood at the door letting my eyes adjust to the darkness. After a few minutes, I walked into the room, then into the secret room where Alexander's coffin was.
I sat next to it, and a minute later, Alexander climbed out of the coffin.
"Hey," he murmured sleepily. I got up and tackled him in a hug, which made him laugh.
"Hello." I kissed his cheek, and then we got up and went to the main part of his room. In the moonlight I could see his messy hair, pale torso, and the black basketball shorts he wore.
"You're here early," he stated as he stretched and yawned.
"Yeah, I was hanging out with Jameson for a little while." Alexander smiled at me and his fangs poked out, reminding me of Jagger's smile. I mentally kicked myself for thinking about that. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by the whole situation and tears pooled in my eyes. I blinked them back, but Alexander had already noticed.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. I shook my head, afraid to open my mouth because I would either 1) cry, or 2) admit to everything, including my thoughts about Jagger. "Raven? What's wrong?" He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I untangled myself and laughed the most fake laugh you will ever hear.
"Nothing, I'm fine, really."
"No you're not," he said. "Hold on, I have to get changed real quick." He grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and pulled them on. I noticed he didn't put a shirt on, and smiled a tiny bit, but then frowned again, remembering what a bad girlfriend I am. I sat down on the floor and miserably wrapped my arms around my knees. "What are you not telling me?"
"It's nothing."
"But there is something?"
"Yes," I admitted.
"Why won't you tell me?" he asked gently. I stayed silent. "Is it because I'll get mad?"
"I…" That was when I finally gave into the tears. Alexander sat down next to me and pulled me into him, where I sat and cried. "I don't know w-what's wrong with m-me," I whispered.
"Tell me what's wrong."
I sat up and wiped my tears away. "Baby, you know that I love you more than anything else right?" He nodded slowly. "I honestly don't know how to tell you this."
"Is there another guy?" He stood, and I stood with him.
"No! Well, not in the way you're thinking."
"Explain," he said. His voice hard and I flinched and looked away.
"You're mad," I whispered.
"No, I just…Raven, I love you, and if you want someone else, I'm fine with it as long as you're happy," he finished.
"I don't want another guy! I want you! It's just stupid! I'm stupid. It's all Jagger's fault. I don't want to think about him! I don't like him. I love you, not him." I rested my forehead on the window that was right next to me, and began to cry again.
"Jagger?" Alexander whispered weakly.
"That stupid vampire came to my house; in the middle of the night might I add, just to tell me he's changed," I spat. "I keep thinking about him, even though I hate him, and now I hate myself because I'm so stupid!" I turned away from the window to look at Alexander. "I understand if you're angry at me, or hate me, but I love you."
"I'm going to kill Jagger," he muttered darkly.
"No! Stop! Please, just stay…" I begged. I ran over to him and took his hand. "Please, stay."
"I love you, Raven." He kissed me with such force that I forgot where I was for a moment. Then he was gone. No bat fluttered around, he was just gone.
"NO!" I screamed into the empty room. "Jameson!" I yelled. I raced down the stairs, and into the kitchen where Jameson was. Tears poured down my face.
"Where's Alexander?" he asked.
"I need the car keys. Right now, give them to me." He tossed them to me.
"Bring him home," was all he said. He didn't question me about Alexander's whereabouts. I dashed out of the mansion, reaching the black sports car in record time. I shoved the keys in the ignition and pulled out of the driveway, tires squealing as I sped away from the house. I whipped out my cell phone and dialed the number on my wrist. Ring. Ring. Then Jagger picked up.
"Hello?" I heard him say.
"It's Raven, Jagger, where are you?"
"Huh? Um, the gazebo at the Country Club, why?" Without another word to him, I hung up and sped the car up to ninety.
AHH so? How was it? Review! Tell me what you think, I promise my feelings won't be hurt no matter what ^.^ Thanks for reading!
Many fangs and vampire kisses,
~Skylar 3
