Rachelle's POV
Ugly. That's what I was ugly and stupid. I stood in front of the body length mirror, only wearing my black bra and white panties. I had a thin body, creamy skin, black waterfall like hair that fell to my shoulders, full baby pink lips and emerald green eyes, but I was still ugly. My shoulders, forearms, wrists, stomach and thighs were blotched with ugly blackish, purple blue bruises. Ugly. Stupid. Worthless. Bitch. Those were the words he spat at me as he would beat me with anyhing he could find. I looked away from the mirror and slowly fell to the floor. I wrapped my arms around my stomach. It felt as if something inside me was caving in. Tears fell down my face as I remembered all the times I had been 'taught a lesson'. Then the memories came to my head. My exboyfriend, Cody grabbing his baseball bat and pulling off my jeans so that he could bash my thighs. "Stop, Cody. Please stop." I whimpered through tears. The memories were like poision, slowly flowing through me, daring not to leave me alone. The memory continued, I couldn't get up and Cody got angrier, he grabbed me by my hair."Get up you stupid, worthless, bitch!" I yelled at myself, using Cody's words to get me off the floor. My knees shook and my hands trembled as I got up and held onto the sink for support, the memories still running through my head. The room was lit by a bright white light and the walls were painted a boring cream colour, making me feel a light disoriented. I put a plug into the sink and filled it up with cold water. When it was full I dunked my head in, it wasn't long after I pulled my head back up. I then pulled the plug out and grabbed my toiletry bag. Inside it was my pack of razors, pack of tampons, wax strips, hair spray, hair gel and my silver handled hairbrush. I pulled out my wax strips, gel, spray and hairbrush, I instantly put generous amounts of gel into my wet hair. Afterwards I brushed and sprayed my hair, making it look shinier and waterfall like. Then I sat on the side of the red bathtub and waxed my legs, getting rid of every inch of hair on them. I packed all my essentials into my toiletry bag and grabbed my clothes that were hanging over the chair that I had put up against the maghony brown door. My outfit was casual, denim jeans, a Paramore T-shirt and a pair of black and white ballet flats. I looked into the mirror, for a moment I could see the old, normal Rachelle Saskia Tortelli. Beautiful, smart and sophisticated. But then I saw the bruises on my wrists and forearms, the image of me in the mirror became poisoned. Everything in my life was filled with poison, poison that was running in my veins. I grabbed the chair from the door and threw it across the room as I walked into my room and put on my skeleanimals jacket. My room was painted a white colour, lit by my lamp. My huge collection of skeleanimals sitting on my bed."Are you okay?" Asked a soft voice, behind me. I jumped and screamed. "Hey, calm down it's just me Rachelle." I turned around to see Cynthia. Cynthia was a short pixie like person, her hair a dusty brown that came to her shoulders, caramel eyes, thin red lips and pale skin. She wore a watermelon pink dress that fell to her knees, a black leather jacket and a pair of black ankle wrap high heels. She was beautiful, extremely beautiful. Just one of the supernatural gifts that all vampires had. 1st gift: supernatural scent. 2nd gift: supernatural looks. 3rd gift: supernatural voices. 4th gift: supernatural speed. 5th gift: supernatural strength. 6th gift: supernatural hearing. In some cases vampires like Cynthia have seven supernatural gifts, in Cynthia's case it is the ability to go through objects, solid, liquid or gas. "Sorry. You scared me." I whispered. Cynthia flashed a smile and jumped onto my bed. "Need help packing?" She asked. I frowned. What was she talking about? "What are you talking about?" Cynthia's smile disappeared and she covered her mouth. "Ingrid didn't tell you did she?" She said through her hand. "Told me what?" I asked, getting a bit frustrated. Cynthia bit her lip and started to pace back and forth. She always paced when she was scared or worried. "You weren't supposed to say anything until Ingrid told her! Now you're in Rachelle's room pacing back and forth, talking to yourself, like a crazy person! How in the hell are you going to get out of this without telling her that were moving into an ancient castle full of ancient, evil vampires that's in Voltearra!" Cynthia screamed to herself. "WHERE MOVING TO WHERE!" I screeched. Cynthia's head snapped around and she started to laugh nervously. "Where moving to Voltearra..." I swore I could have sworn that I heard a snap in my head. I clenched my fists and breathed out heavily. At that moment the I heard the front door swing open. "Hey honey, im back from the shops. Can you please help me pack the groceries away?" My mother shouted. I glared at Cynthia as I left the room. I walked down the hallway to see my mother packing carrots into the crisper. My mother, Ingrid, looked nothing like me. She had her long russet brown curls in a bun, sapphire blue eyes, medium sized skin coloured lips and lightly tanned skin. The only things we had in common were movies, music and books. I took after my father's looks, Nick. I hated that I had the same hair and eyes as him, he was a pig. I remembered how many women he was with, when mum and I lived with him. And that when he was drunk he would start to hit on me, to the point he had almost raped me at the age of 14. "Hey sweetheart, I got you that Ben & Jerry's Half Baked ice cream that you like. Can you please come and help me?" She said with a sweet smile. Mum was wearing a long black skirt, a white blouse and a pair of red high heels. I quietly started to pack the groceries away. It wasn't until I had found my ice cream that I decided to stop. I put my ice cream into the microwave for 30 seconds, I wanted it gooey, so it could run down my throat. "Thanks for the help, darling." Mum said as she smoothed out her skirt and took off her red high heels. "No problem." I whispered as I pulled a silver spoon out of the drawer. Mum stood their fidgeting with her fingers as the microwave stopped. I pulled out my ice cream and greedily let the gooey substance go down my throat. When I was finished I put the ice cream container into the bin and spoon into the sink. I then decided to confront her. "Mum, why are we moving to Voltearra?" I asked, I made no attempt to disguise my anger. Mum's eyes went wide and she banged her fists onto the counter. "Damn it Cynthia!" She shouted. Cynthia then came into the room, looking innocent and guilty. Mum's face was filled with rage. "I told you not say anything until I told her!" . Cynthia bit her lip and said "Sorry. I thought you already told her and it kind of slipped out." Mum sighed, "Where moving to Voltearra because Cody's a vampire now." I shuddered and my body ceased up on me. I couldn't move and before I knew it I fell to the floor, wrapping my arms around my knees and rocking mysefl back and forth, letting tears roll down my face. "How?" I whimpered, it felt as if my bruises were new. It felt as if my bruises were telling him that I knew he wasn't human anymore. Cynthia was the one to answer, "Lucas saw it happen. He didn't see who did it, but it was a male. They had bitten him because Cody asked him to. He's coming for us, restraining order or not he's hell bent on killing us." I shuddered and suddenly everything went blank.
ALEC'S POV
"Why does Aro always gives us assignment's that involve humans? It's starting to get on my nerves." Jane said as we were getting the rooms ready for the Trinian Clan and there two human pets. "I don't know, but I'm just glad that i've got an assignment, involving humans or not." I replied as I finally got the canopy bed into the room. The room's walls were painted a light red and the floors were covered with shag carpet. The rest of the room was bare because me and Jane were still getting all the furniture into the room. "Angelo's been getting on you're nerves again isn't he?" Jane asked sympathetically as she placed a brown wardrobe full of clothes at the side of the room. I put the bed down angrily. "What the hell do you think, Jane? He still blames me for mum's death! He hasn't changed a bit!" I yelled angrily at her. Angelo was my older brother, ever since I was a baby him and my father had beat and starved me. They both believed I was responsible for my mother's death, because she died 5 minutes after giving birth to me. "I know Alec, I was there! And I know it's not you're fault what happened to mum." Jane replied with venom in her voice. I looked away from her and walked out of the room. I walked down the corridor to the basement. My foot steps echoed loudly into the bare corridor. Inside the basement were heaps of furniture, clothing and a corner full of adult video's and book's. But I had no fancy for any of those, what I was looking for were 3 wicker chairs. I pushed away heaps of cupboards and tables to find the wicker chairs packed away neatly in the far corner. Heaps of lumps of dust flew up in the air as I grabbed the 3 wicker chairs and made my way back to the room. I was halfway down the corridor when Angelo appeared. Angelo looked exactly like my dad, he had the same raven black hair, the same oval face, straight nose, same towering figure and almond shaped eyes. He was wearing a black and gold suit with a pair of black and gold buckle up shoes. "What the hell are you doing?" Angelo asked in his rough voice. "Making up some rooms for our visitors, that are coming here sometime within the next two days." I replied smoothly. Angelo snorted in disgust. "Seems like Aro is favouring me over you and Janey. I wonder why?" He asked in a smug tone. I ignored him and walked back to the room. "Hey! Look at me while I'm talking to you!" Angelo spat at me as he slapped me across the head. I could feel the years of anger start to roll into me. "Get lost Angelo. Do you really want Aro to rethink his offer?" I told him angerily. Angelo laughed harshly and said "Aro will never rethink his offer. I'm the most talented Vampire he's ever met!" It was true, Angelo was the most talented Vampire that anybody has ever seen. He could move metal with his mind, turn his arms into razor sharp swords and make himself look like other people. I walked off, going down the corridor again, leaving him at the end of the corridor as I entered the room. Jane was standing there, a worried look on her face. "Aro was the one that let him stay here?" She asked. I held back a snarl. Of course no one had told Jane, they knew she would make them kick him out. I just simply nodded and put the 3 wicker chairs around the huge plasma TV screen that was bolted into the wall. "Alec?" Jane said as she grabbed my arm, trying to stop me. I shook her off and walked to my room. The years of regret, sadness, anger and disapointment flooded through me as I locked my door behind me. I was sick of his stupid 'games'. I was sick of Aro. Sick of Angelo. Sick of Jane. Sick of Voltearra. But most importantly I was sick of being one of the volturi.
Rachelle's POV
When I could see again, I was lying down in my bed. My bags packed full of my stuff. SO SO WHAT I'M STILL A ROCK STAR! rang through my room, the sound was coming from my phone, which was sitting on the table next to me. I got off my bed and checked my phone. There was a message from Cody. I gulped and opened up the message; IM COMING FOR YOU BABY AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT. AND IF YOU'RE LITTLE FRIENDS GET IN THE WAY, I'LL KILL THEM.
I gasped and threw my phone across the room. The phone hit the wall and the battery fell out. "You okay?" Asked a soft honey comb voice. I froze up and turned around to see Ashleigh. Her honey blonde and raven black streaked hair was pulled into a fish bone plait. She was wearing a long sleeved black shirt, white skirt and a pair of red ballet flats. Ashleigh was so amazingly beautiful and agile, that I envied her so badly. "No. Cody sent me a text message." I whimpered. Ashleigh froze, "What did he say?" I ran over to the other side of my bed and grabbed my phone. But before I could fix it, Ashleigh snatched it out of my hand and put it back together with supernatural speed. I watched her as she scanned through my message bank, then her face was filled with rage. "Ashleigh are you okay?" I asked in a soft voice. What Ashleigh did next was a huge shock to me. Without any pressure she crushed my phone in her hand. "Hey!" I cried at her as I tried to stop her. But it was too late, all that remained of my phone was tiny plastic fragments that were scattered onto the floor. "What did you do that for?" I cried at her angrily. Ashleigh looked pleased with herself as she said, "I might just have saved you're life." I was bottled up with rage as I grabbed her by the shouders and yelled into her face "How did you just save my life?" She reacted calmly to my actions by grabbing my wrists and looking carefully into my eyes. "I saved you're life, by two factors. 1. If he kept texting you threatning messages you could've commited suicide. 2. If he kept texting you, he could find out where, where going and probably kill you." I pulled away from her. She was right. Vampires were always right. "What happened? Why am was I asleep" I asked, confused by my sudden black out. Ashleigh sighed a beautiful sound that sounded like it belonged to a siren. "You went into shock, when Cynthia and Ingrid told you about Cody." I gulped, remembering the shocking news about my ex-boyfriend. "When are we moving?" I whimpered, nothing scared me more than evil vampires. Ashleigh's beautiful face turned into a frown. "I'm not sure exactly. Lucas said he has talked to the head of the volturi, Aro about it. He also said that we'll be having our own personal guard from the volturi, a young boy named Alec." I nodded and looked over at my packed bags. What were my friends going to think? Was I even allowed to see them again? And poor Mary-Anne I was her only friend and now I was leaving Tuscany forever, to live in Voltearra. A place that I have hardly heard about. "Ashleigh, Rachelle! Come here please!" Cried the full american voice of Lucas. Ashleigh did her siren like sigh again as I followed behind her. The living room was full of shabby aircharms, a huge black leather couch and an old TV that sat on a old coffee table in the middle of the room. Lucas was sitting on one of the armchairs, Cynthia sitting on the floor. Lucas' chestnut brown hair was short, just hanging down over his ears and he had dark red lips. He was wearing a blue flannel jacket, green day T-shirt, black skinny jeans and a pair of black and green skate shoes. "Yes. Lucas?" Ashleigh asked in a sweet voice. Lucas was the head of the Trinian Clan, he wasn't dangerous but he had known them all for a few good decades. They were like high school friends, they stood up for each other no matter what. "Were leaving in ten minutes. Grab you're things and let's get going. Matt, Simon and Ingrid are in the van already." He said in his american voice. Ashleigh and I rushed to my room and grabbed my black leather trunks. "Is everything in here? My cds, my ipod, my movies, my books, my drawing books, my story books my skeleanimals, my laptop, clothes, shoes and toiletry bag?" I asked, feeling a little light headed. Ashleigh hesitated and pulled a thin piece of white paper out of her pocket. Her lips moved very quickly as she read to herself. When she stopped she gave me a friendly nod and walked off. I stood in my room for the last time. It was almost bare, only my bed, cupboard, book case and TV were left over. "You coming?" Ashleigh called from the hallway. I sighed and locked the door to my room for the last time. Ashleigh and I walked out of the house turning off all the lights and locking the doors. It was weird leaving Tuscany, I had lived most of my life here, the best moments oof my life had taken place here. But it was because of some of those best moments, that bad ones were born. Especially when I went to Monique Salvadore's older sister's sweet sixteen with her. Alcohol and smoking were the main events and I was just lucky not to be one of those people. But then Monique pulled us both into a game of spin the bottle. That was the night of my first kiss and it was the night that I met Cody. He was a senior footballer at my school and we only saw each other now and then since I was a cheerleader with my best friend Ferdinard. He loved everything about cheerleading and coaxed me into joining him. One moment we became friends, next we were the 'it' couple of Olivia High. "Come on, Rachelle! What's taking you so long?" Cried the deep voice of Matthew. "Coming!" I replied as I locked the front door and walked to the van. My shoes crunched noisily against the gravel of the driveway. Matthew jumped out of the huge black van and grabbed my bags and tossed them into the boot. Matthew had sunset yellow-orange hair that fell to this shoulders, a black sunburst tatoo on his shoulder and huge muscles that looked like they belonged to a pro footballer. He wore a red T-shirt with IM SEXY AND I KNOW IT written on it, a pair of neo green skate shoes and a pair of black track suit pants. "You alright to go, now? He asked as I hopped into the van. "Yeah, im fine." I told him as I sat in the seat next to Simon. Simon was Matt's older brother. He had honey blonde dread locks, small muscles and a red sunburst tatoo on his shoulder. Simon wore a plain white T-shirt, black and yellow sneakers and long grey jeans. Matt and Simon had the same matching tattooe's because when they were in high school the two of them and a group of school friends got drunk and were given the same tatoo in the same place, but in different colour's. Next to him was Ashleigh, who was nibbling his earlobe playfully. I looked away in disgust as Matt shut the door to the van and sat next to me. Cynthia and Lucas were in the front, while my mother sat in the four back seats.