Nothing's mine.
How am I going to do this? I ask myself as I glide toward the double doors. I could hear familiar footsteps follow me as I reach the door. I reach to open into the reception area only to have the door stopped by Felix.
"Were you really going to leave without even speaking to me?" He taunted as I tried again to open the door, only to have him shut it again.
"Felix," I turn to look into his red eyes, "How could you say such a thing?" I jest with him.
"You're thirsty. Feed before you leave." His harsh eyes show concern, a very rare thing for Felix.
"I'll be fine, now let me leave." I move to open the door when he grabs my hands.
"Gabriele, you don't know what you're getting yourself into. Listen to me. They are stronger than you. They can see the future, they can read your mind; you're in over your head." He pins me to the wall and watch me with sincerity.
"Most are stronger than me Felix. But I can watch out for myself." He didn't look convinced.
"And what about if you can't control yourself?" I could still hear the screams off the innocence that got in my way that fateful trip.
It was my first time leaving the city. I was young but not completely a newborn, I traveled north just to see how the world had changed. I came across a small village by the sea who had welcomed me with open arms. Apparently I reminded them of a lost daughter. They were so kind; I even had grown a liking for their food, a rarity for me, who had only had human blood for as long as I had been turned. There was a festival one evening and everyone was drinking and dancing, it was a joyous experience. It almost made me feel human. Almost.
We had danced through the night and it was soon to be sunrise and I knew that I had to get away before the sun shone over the cliffs. I tried to leave but the locals wouldn't let me leave until I saw the famous post celebration sun. They said that it shown red. How true they were.
It took them a full minute to register that it was not the sun that was making the beautiful colors on the sand, but it was me. I had to silence there screams before others came. I killed them all: every man, woman, and child that was on the beach had to die. Some fought and tried to defend their families, but it was useless. From rumors I've heard, the sand on that beach is dyed red and every festival night you can still hear them screaming.
I was brought back from memory lane to Felix muttering under his breath.
"What was that Felix?" I ask sweetly.
"You're too young for this task."
"Ha! If I remember correctly, I'm quite older than you. Trust me Felix, I'll be fine." I smile and finally push him away.
The flight was as uneventful as I thought it would be which caused me to try and remember my past. It had been the one thing that I had always wanted to remember, but I guess I didn't hold on to it as fiercely as I should have. I wondered what my parents did, if I had siblings, if my parents were still alive and together those many years ago. It doesn't really matter now, but I still wish I could remember something.
After a few connecting flights I had finally arrived in Olympia during the middle of the night, which suited me nicely and commandeered a car to drive to Forks. I thought about running the entire way, but quickly decided against that when I saw the variety of cars in long term parking. Oh how I love being a vampire sometimes.
I was racing down the small road attempting to get to the town of Forks before sun up. Apparently today would be a rare sunny day for the small town, but not very lucky for me. I could hide in the woods until twilight, but that would mean for me not to feed for the rest of the day. I glance into the rearview mirror to see my slowly darkening eyes. I don't know how long I have. I've never had to starve myself
I turn down a back road to pull over and find a deer or at the very least a rabbit to tide me over until I was with the Cullens. I raced farther down the road when it disappeared from beneath me.
The car hit the bottom of the cliff with quite the bang. I pulled myself from the driver's seat and slowly took in my surroundings. So, it wasn't exactly a cliff, more like a very deep creek bed. I started to climb back up the bank when I heard a voice from the road I was just on.
"Hey! Are you alright? Do you need me to call an ambulance? Do you need any help?" I continued to slip and slide up the bank and reach the road to see that a police car had pulled over and what looked like the sheriff had stopped to help me.
"No, no, I'm fine, just lost control for a couple of seconds. No need to call in the cavalry. Thank you though." I squeeze my eyes closed in attempt to control my hunger.
"Oh goodness, I have to get you to the hospital." The sheriff attempts to grab my arm.
"And why's that?" I snap while pulling my arm away.
"You're covered in glass. Can you not feel it?" He looks concerned.
"Uh…I'm in shock." I call while faking a faint.
The sheriff maneuvers my body into the cop car, not noticing my icy skin, puts the siren on and races toward what I'm guessing is the hospital. Great, exactly what I need. Starting my trip with an early morning romp to the hospital where they will find me completely dead and they might even see rainbows off of my skin. Super.
The town rushed by from the other side of the window and I start to formulate my plan of escape. I could just hop out of the door. But this is a cop car, it might look bad. We arrived at the hospital faster than I expected and was hoisted from the backseat of the cruiser and into a gurney and directed into the emergency room.