I slowly opened my eyes, and took in my surroundings. I was in a large, beautifully decorated bedroom. (A/N Picture of the bedroom on my profile) The walls were a light, cream color, and the floor was made of a light colored wood. Laid out on the floor was a chocolate-colored shag carpet rug. The wall to my right was covered in windows that had cream-colored curtains over them. The bed I was laying in was very modern looking. It had cream-colored sheets, blankets, and pillows. Folded at the foot of the bed was a chocolate-brown, fuzzy looking blanket. The bed was very cozy, and soft. I almost didn't want to get up, but I needed to figure out where I was.
I tried to sit up, but when I did, I gasped in pain. Every bone in my body ached. In defeat, I collapsed back down on the soft, warm, cozy pillows. Sure, they were comfy, but at the moment, I was scared. Where was I? Who lived here? What did they want with me? I tried to rotate my head, and look more around the room, but I couldn't move it. In confusion, I reached up to touch it, but instead of feeling a neck, I felt a strange, hard fabric, and then hard plastic. Wtf? Upon instinct, I tried to feel it with my other hand, but I realized it was in a cast. My eyes widened. How… It was then that I realized that my leg was also in a cast.
The feeling of panic overwhelmed me. I had broken my neck, right arm, and left leg? What… what had happened? It was then that I remembered the redhead that attacked me. Oh no…
"So you're finally awake." Said a voice. I couldn't look over to see them, so I had to wait for them to get close enough so that I could see their face.
Edward's POV"So you're finally awake." I said, walking over to the boy. He stared at me, with a look of sheer terror in his pure black eyes. I felt pretty bad for him. His face was all bruised and scraped, and his left eye was black. (A/N I mean an actual black eye, not his eye color!)
"Who-who are you?" He asked.
I smiled kindly. "I'm Edward Cullen. What's your name?"
He hesitated for a moment, and I took this time to listen to his thoughts. It was strange though. I had to concentrate really hard to hear them, but this is what he was thinking: Could he be a monster? Should I trust him? Is he going to hurt me? Should I tell him my name? Hmm, but what if he recognizes the name 'Nico Di Angelo'? Will he kill me? Maybe I should lie. I obviously can't fight in a state like this. I mean, he's obviously not human… maybe he's a monster… Hmm, let's see… pale skin… strangely colored eyes…perfect features… Oh gods. He's a vampire.
I quickly pulled out of his thoughts. How had he figured that out so fast? Maybe Carlisle was right… maybe this kid wasn't human.
"I-I'm Nico." He told me, unsurely.
I nodded, but my thoughts were elsewhere. He knew… he knew… great! I had drug yet another innocent human into my world! Man! I suck at keeping secrets.
Hey, I think this chpter sukkkkkeeeeeddddd! Especially tha ending. Bt tht's just mi opinion. K, nxt chpter the camp nd gods find out Nico is missing! :0