Vampires? Yeah Right! : Chapter 2
A/N: First of all I want to thank the people who reviewed the first chapter. I always get excited when I get a new review. I got a bunch of emails saying people were actually alerting my story and I thought that was so awesome even though not many reviewed. This chapter will start with Alex's point of view of what happened in the last chapter.
Alex's POV:
I feel my wings have broken in your hands
I feel the words unspoken inside
When they pull you under
And I would give you anything you want, no
You were all I wanted a-
I turn the alarm on my phone off and get up. I feel a wave of dizziness mixed with pain hit me and I automatically sat back down on the bed. I hold my forehead with one hand and close my eyes waiting for the pain to go away. After about thirty seconds it does so I get back up. I sigh, time for school. I get ready for school a little slower than usual then go downstairs for breakfast. As usual, my parents aren't home so I sit at the way-too-big table alone while the butler serves my breakfast. My parents have pretty much stopped talking to me every since I told them about my… inclination towards girls. They became emotionally disconnected with me, not that that was a big change because I refused to be their little trophy child just so they could boast at their social gatherings, they had my older brother, Justin for that.
My name is Alex Russo and yes I am in fact a vampire. I was turned last year so no, I'm not 100 years old. My parents didn't notice my two week absence last year while I was getting used to the idea of having to drink blood and I'm not surprised that a year later, they still haven't figured it out. Our house is pretty big so if I'm lucky enough I only see them a few times a month. I'm still pretty new at this but so far I've been able to control my thirst pretty well. I don't have some depressing horror story about how I killed a bunch of humans when I was turned or anything like that. I was turned and trained by force so that I was able to some-what control my thirst. I'm lucky I was a fast learner so by the second week I was out of there. No it wasn't some big government training thing. It was one girl. I still hate her for what she did to me. I never wanted to be a supernatural being amongst humans for the rest of eternity. I don't dwell on that though because, well it is pretty awesome if you look at the bright side (which I try to do). I got superhuman strength, sight, speed, and hearing. The only part that still freaks me out a bit is how good the blood tastes. Of course I don't feed directly off humans. I buy blood bags (still weird to me) from my vampire friend that works at the hospital (of all places). My money finally does something useful. Let's see…what else… Oh right, Yes my heart is still beating. Actually everything in my body functions the same as long as I keep drinking blood (except for the superpowers and the whole not ageing thing). Oh, and I don't sparkle in the sun (seriously, I don't). I also don't spontaneously turn into ash if I'm caught in the sun; I'm just a little slower in direct sunlight… a lot slower, like almost human speed, slow.
Back to the present…I'm done with my breakfast and it looks nice outside (cloudy, which most people don't like, but I love) so I decide to run to school. I grab my backpack and my keys and start running. I run slower than usual because I know I'm a little early; only like 3 minutes before the bell. I like to arrive just as the bell rings so there are less people in the hall when I get there. I know I said I'm good with the whole blood thing but come on, there's like a billion people running around the hall and I am technically only one year old.
I finally arrive at school and the bell rings. Right on time I smirk. I walk in casually as everyone filters into their first period and walk to my locker. I pull out the books I need and walk to class. I enter the class just as the bell rings and almost immediately my hand flies to cover my nose; my senses are assaulted by the delicious smell of blood. I can practically feel my eyes turn pitch black as I try to blink it away. I tensely walk over to my table and sit down (thanking whatever being is out there that my partner decided to ditch today). I close my eyes and try not to breath.
"Okay class today we will be studying red blood cells," the teacher begins. "I've called in some favors and got the hospital to donate a couple of blood bags for this project," she points towards the back of the room. I take a risk and looked at where she was pointing. Yup, there they are. Sitting comfortably (while mocking me) on the back counter were three blood bags. I quickly turned my head as if that would make the smell go away.
"You will be working-"my hand shoots up because I'm almost out of oxygen. The teacher pauses midsentence. She probably sees how tense I probably look so she nods to me, "talk amongst yourselves for a little bit, I need to speak to Alex outside," she gestures towards the door; I nod and follow her out. I walk outside as the class erupted in chatter. "Alex what's wrong?" she asks.
"I don't think I can go through with this project," I say. "I'm really squeamish around blood," I lie. She looks me in the eye for a few seconds and nods. "Alright,I usually ask people if they're bad with blood before we begin the project, but I guess you beat me to the punch," she smiles lightly at me and I return it halfheartedly, trying not to let my fangs show. "Go on to the nurse's office and wait for second period to start," I nod and then look back at the classroom.
"I f-"
"I'll have someone take your things to the nurse when we're done," she smiles reading my mind. I smile back a little and nod thanking her. I walk away having no intention of going to the nurse. I wander the halls aimlessly until my super hearing picks up the sound of stomping feet. My curiosity piques so I follow the sound (not like I have anything better to do). I feel my eyes turn back to their normal shade of brown and my fangs retract so I figure it's safe to investigate. The footsteps get closer and I hear a very familiar voice yell.
"There's no use running Mitchie, I always catch you!" My heart skips a beat when I hear her name being yelled by the person I loathe the most. Yes, I know Mitchie even though she doesn't know me. And I also have the absolute displeasure (yes it's a word, look it up) of knowing Miley. I start walking faster and I'm about to take a right turn when suddenly a very out of breath Mitchie crashes into me. I absorb the impact and don't move an inch but Mitchie goes flying towards the floor and I immediately catch her. I hold my breath because she's so flushed that I can smell the blood staining her cheeks. I'm about to panic because I think she might be hurt when she starts to open her eyes. I hear her gasp and I would've gasped too if I hadn't been so concentrated on holding my breath. I've never been this close to Mitchie even though I've always wanted to be. I would've probably kept staring if Mitchie hadn't regained her breath faster than I could process. She takes a deep breath and steps away from my arms.
"S-sorry" she stutters. Aww, she looks so cute when she's all flustered. "It's ok," I assure her with a smile. I release the breath I was holding and take another one when she blushes harder and looks away, I immediately tensed. I remember the cause of her distress as Miley stops a few steps behind Mitchie. I glare at her when Mitchie tenses because of her presence.
"Alex what're you doing here?" Miley asks. I stop my glare long enough to catch Mitchie with a confused look on her face. I looked back at Miley.
"Hi Miley, I wasn't feeling too well this morning so I decided to skip first period," I lie while trying to keep a civil tone of voice so I won't freak Mitchie out. Miley comes a few steps closer to Mitchie and she tenses more. I try to distract Miley.
"What about you?"
"Oh nothing, just hanging out with my friend Mitchie here," she answers and puts an arm around my Mitchie. I feel a wave of jealousy hit me and I try to be subtle about the daggers I'm shooting at Miley. Thankfully Mitchie doesn't notice but I know Miley's smirking on the inside. I was willing my eyes not to turn black again when Mitchie speaks up.
"Are you guys friends or something?" I answer immediately at the same time as Miley.
"No,"
"We are,"
Miley gives me a weird look. "Oh come on Alex, we are friends," she says smiling. I have to look away because that smile brings back horrible memories.
*FLASHBACK*
"Hey Alex," Miley says as she walks into my room. I look up from my laptop and jump a little when I see Miley standing right next to my bed. I didn't even hear her come in!
"Um, hi...not to be rude or anything but… why the hell are you in my room?" I close my laptop and place it on the bedside table as Miley sits next to me.
"I came to see if you had an answer for me," Miley smiles at me.
"Uh…a-an answer for w-what?" I stutter. Of course I know what she's talking about but I don't want to answer her. See, Miley asked me out today at school. To say I was absolutely shocked was an understatement. I told her I would have to think about it even though I already knew my answer would be no (I already had someone else in mind), she said she could wait. The truth is that I know Miley has a temper and I've seen what she's capable of at school. Once, I was there (with the entire school) to witness with my own eyes as Miley took down two jocks with her bare hands that were pretty much twice her size, just because they were looking at her the wrong way. I wasn't certain how Miley would take rejection but I knew it would somehow be painful for me.
"Aww, come on Alex, you know what I'm talking about," Miley practically purrs out as she crawles over to me. I don't know what to do; I can feel my heart beat increasing in my ribcage as she draws nearer.
"A-a little more specific Miley," I choke out as I use my hands to push myself backwards until I feel my back press up against the headboard of the bed. My eyes widen, fuck I'm trapped! Miley suddenly presses herself against me and straddles my lap. I gasp at the invasion of space but try to keep my face as passive as I can. She dips her head and whispers in my ear "I asked you if you wanted to go out with me," she says biting my earlobe and I gasped again. I squeeze my eyes shut and focus on my breathing as I try not shove her off of me, I don't want to make Miley angrier than she's already going to be with me.
"I-I…" I cough to clear my throat.
"No," I say firmly.
"No?" Miley asks flabbergasted. She immediately pulls away from my ear and I gasp yet again when I see Miley's eyes are pitch black. I try to pull away hitting my head on the headboard in the process. I think I must have imagined it because a second later Miley blinks and her eyes are back to their normal piercing green. She takes a deep breath.
"That is not an acceptable answer Alex."
"W-what?" I ask as my forehead scrunched up in confusion.
"You will be my girlfriend whether you like it or not Alex," she says calmly.
My confusion begins to dissipate only to be replaced by anger.
"No Miley, I don't want to!" I say sternly as I try to push her off of me to no avail. I growl in frustration.
"Ugh! Miley get off and get out of my house!" I say raising my voice. Miley's eyes turn black again but before I can react she launches at me and begins furiously kissing me. I yelp in surprise but as soon as the shock wears off I try to push her off again. I opened my mouth to yell at her which was a big mistake. She plunges her tongue into my mouth as I keep struggling to get her off. I'm finally completely enraged so I bite her tongue, hard. Miley yelps in pain and pulls away. She looks livid as she looks at me. She pins my hands on top of my head with one hand as the other reaches towards the corner of her mouth. My eyes grow wide in fear as I saw her wipe blood off of her lips with her index finger. To my utter surprise she smirks and her eyes slowly began to turn green again. I'm stunned at her complete 180 again. Her grip on my hands loosens as she leans towards me again. I sit there, too scared to move. I screw my eyes shut mentally preparing myself but nothing happens for a few seconds. I shut them tighter as I feel Miley's breath on my neck. Then she whispers, "You will be mine Alex Russo." I feel her weight lift off of me. I quickly open my eyes to see her smiling sweetly at me as if nothing had just happened. The next thing I know I hear the door slam shut signaling Miley's impossibly quick exit. I sit there shocked for a few minutes then release the breath that I didn't know I was holding. I slam my head back onto the headboard.
"Shit!"
*End Flashback*
I shake my head and quickly blink away the memory. I've become accustomed to these unwanted memories as they tend to haunt me every day, but that doesn't stop them from pissing me off.
"Fine, whatever…I have to go," I say quickly. I'm about to leave but Mitchie speaks up and my body instantly freezes at her command for some reason.
"No!" I look at her wearily. "W-why don't you hang out with us…you know until you feel better?" I instantly know there's nothing going on between them by the panic-y look Mitchie's giving me. I feel relief wash over me but try to hide it by giving her an amused look. Of course now that I know nothing's going on between them I'm not just going to leave her alone with the she-devil. "Oh...alright then, what were you guys going to do before you ran into me?" I ask innocently as I see Miley's face turn red from anger. "Actually, we've got to get to class now don't we Mitchie?" Miley says pointedly. I look at her again trying to figure out what she was playing at.
"No, not me, you go ahead to class Miley," Mitchie says in one breath. I try to hide my smirk as Miley's jaw almost hits the floor. I know I won instantly because Miley wouldn't risk exposing herself again. "Fine!" she says through clenched teeth. We kept our eyes on each other until she rounds the corner. I hear Mitchie sigh in relief and I can't stop myself from chuckling.
"You hate her as much as I do don't you?" I ask her. She stands there looking stunned at my words.
"Don't look so surprised, I know Miley can be a lot to handle…all at once," I say adding the last part quickly as to not raise unwanted questions.
"Y-yeah," I smile at her cute stuttering then feel my body tense as I watch her blush. I quickly take a step back and practically force my eyes to not change color. I'm reminded of why I have to stay away from her in the first place.
"Are you ok?" Mitchie asks frowning.
"Yeah, just…um I got to go" I say pointing my thumb in a random direction behind me. I see Mitchie look disappointed for some reason.
She should never be sad.
I try to smile and say, "If Miley keeps bothering you, just let me know ok?" Mitchie nods and her smile returns. I feel relieved at her momentary happiness.
"Ok well…bye," I say turning around and reluctantly walking away. I hear Mitchie sigh and resist the urge to turn around and comfort her. I walk outside and run to the back of the school. I sit under the bleachers that overlook the football field. It's almost time for second period but I don't care, I'm not in the mood to deal with over-enthusiastic teachers. I lay down on the grass and put my hands behind my head, looking up at the parts of the cloudy sky that are visible through the cracks. I close my eyes thinking over what happened in the hall with Mitchie. I smile at how adorable she looks when she stutters. My smile disappears as I feel someone straddle my hips. I open my eyes and look up.
"Hello Alex," Miley smirks.
"What do you want Miley?" I say trying to push her off. This time I'm actually strong enough to at least throw her a little off balance, but she still isn't completely off.
"Aww, don't be like that Alex. I just wanted to talk to you about what happened in the hall."
"What did happen in the hall?" I ask her wearily.
"Don't play games with me Alex; I know you were jealous of me being with Mitchie." She was right I was jealous, but not in the way her mind made it out to be. No, I wasn't jealous of Mitchie, I was jealous that she was so close to Mitchie without my knowledge. She knows how I feel about her, even warned me to stay away telling me I could never be with her because I wouldn't be able to control my thirst. The truth is; I believe her. I know she's right; I would never forgive myself if I did something to Mitchie. So I stay as far away from her as possible. I even entertained the idea of changing schools, but I know I have to keep an eye on Miley so she won't hurt Mitchie. Admiring her from a distance but never approaching her out of fear… until today.
"Miley, I was not jealous!" I say in a barley contained voice. She laughs. "Alex, you don't have to hide it. I know you want me," she says. Her eyes get darker as she pins my shoulders to the ground.
"I don't want you!" I growl.
"I don't even like you!" I say finally gathering enough strength to push her off completely. We both stand up abruptly and stare at each other. Miley's eyes are pitch-black and I'm pretty sure mine are too.
"I see you're still in denial. That's ok, I know how to make you change your mind," she pauses and stares at me. Then a smirk appears on her lips.
"Better take care of Mitchie," she finally says. I growl and launch myself at her but I'm met with nothing but air and hit the ground with a thud. She's already gone.
I'm pacing my room trying to think of something to get my mind off of what Miley said.
Better take care of Mitchie.
Her words keep replaying in my head, torturing me. My headache comes back full blast and I start to get anxious. It's already been a few hours. I look at the clock and it's almost 8pm. I press the palms of my hands against my head to try and dull the pain. I know what will make it go away but I try to stay away from blood until I absolutely needed it.
"Ugh!" I yell as the pain doubles. My headache turns into a migraine and I know I can't put it off any longer. I stumble over to the mini-fridge that's strategically hidden in my walk-in closet and open it. I quickly grab a bag of blood and rip it open. I down it in three seconds flat and reach for another one. After two more bags I feel relatively better. I change my clothes and throw the empty bags along with the now blood-covered clothes into the fireplace downstairs. I can't wait until tomorrow. I need to know if Mitchie's ok.
I run to her house already knowing the route from a previous Miley-related experience. I see the light in her room is on so I quickly duck behind the bushes in her front yard. Then I see her. Miley is on the tree in front of Mitchie's window. I wouldn't have spotted her if it wasn't for my extremely good (vampire) night vision. I crouch down not wanting her to spot me and just stay there. Watching Miley; watch Mitchie.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update but I seriously had no idea where to go with this story. I tried to make up for it by making this chapter longer than the first, hope that's ok. Now I have a vague-kinda fuzzy idea about what I'm going to do with it. I also wanted to ask what you guys thought of the flashbacks. I thought it was a good way of showing Miley and Alex's relationship before she was turned. Also, this story is un-beta'd (if that's even a word) so any mistakes you see will be completely mine. Pleaaaaase review and let me know if you want more, I don't want to waste my time on something people aren't reading.