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Oh my god

Oh my god. Ohmygodohmygod.

That phrase went through her mind over and over again. Overwhelmed, she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to get her mind to stop, even for a second.

I can't remember. I can't remember anything!

The men were watching her warily as she tried to collect herself. Trying not to breath too deeply, she slowly lifted her head and stared at them while trying to control the unfamiliar urges. Blinking, trying to take it all in, she looked at each face.

There was the one who had called her a bloodsucker before, he seemed angry, that's a stupid thing to think, they're all angry. His hair was still hanging in front of his face, hiding his eyes. Another was staring at her, looking slightly curious underneath the intense glare. One man stood out, mostly because he seemed to be the one in charge. A couple of them started whispering and talking to him. Startled, she found out that she could hear them.

"So what do we do Sam?" Sam, so that's his name. She filed it back in her memory bank, chanting it over and over in her mind. This was something she would be able to remember.

"What do you think? We can't do anything until we know if she has other vampires looking for her,"

Other Vampires. She started rocking back and forth again. A low growl erupted from the corner of the room. She glanced up to see a wolf. She blinked slowly. Suddenly a thought crossed her mind and she giggled. The men's attention was immediately back on her, their gazes surprised. She felt the need to explain.

"I can remember I like dogs, but I can't remember my name," she said, her giggling dying down. She gestured toward the canine in the corner, "Does she bite?"

One of the men snorted, "Not unless she gets bitten first," the words were said with as much force as if he had stabbed her.

Not to be dismayed, she inched toward the wolf and slowly reached her hand for the dog to sniff. Thought not expecting a warm greeting, she certainly didn't expect her to snap at her. Quickly retreating to the middle of the room, she glanced down at her hand and gasped. Bringing in with it all the smells from before she was left bewildered and petrified. It was a deep cut, but that wasn't blood oozing out of the wound

She looked up at them and with a blink of her wide red eyes she slowly opened her mouth

"What's wrong with me?" her voice barely came out, it was choked, like she hadn't wanted the words to escape her throat. She looked from one person to another as some of them avoided her gaze.

"Maybe we should take her to the Cullens," one whispered with a bitter voice. She noticed that the boy with the black hair flinched at the name and his frown deepened.

"At least we'd know if she was lying or not," added another voice in the corner. Sam seemed to go over it in his mind, and then nodded. With a fleeting glance at the boy who flinched he turned and said

"We'll need to contact them in some way, I'm sorry Jacob, but you'll need to talk to Bella, see if we can get a meeting" Jacob winced at the name.

"Who are the Cullens?" She asked, not sure about any of this.

There was silence for a while, aside from occasional growling of the wolves, but she could feel the tension that was building.

"Leeches, just like you!" a throaty growl burst out of Jacob, his face twisting, at first she thought from his growing resentment towards her, whatever she was, but it was more than that. As she looked closer, she could see his hair changing to a chocolate color, but then he looked away, taking deep breaths.

"I'd better get going, " he grumbled in a deep voice. She flinched as he slammed the door shut, causing a breeze to flow towards her. The hunger returned with a vengeance, coating her throat and clouding her mind. Someone clearing his throat jolted her back to the present. Alarmed she held her breath for a minute, bringing a sense of hollow victory.

"So," she paused, "I'm a…a vampire?" She peeked up at them nervously, biting her lip as she fiddled with her hands. Something about them didn't feel right.

Stupid girl, of course they don't feel right. Nothing feels right anymore. With that morose thought she started swaying again, waiting for their response.

"You're a vampire," Sam nodded; he acted as if he was cursed for even saying the word.

She was swallowed and cleared her throat. "Does…does that mean that I…kill people?" her voice shook and if it was possible her face even paler than before. She kept her gaze on the floor as she waited for an answer.

"I think that's enough questions for now," a woman in the corner said stiffly.

That's funny, I thought the wolf was there…

"Yes, you're probably right," that was Sam this time, but with an awkward catch in his voice. There seemed to be tension between the two.

Jacob came barreling back into the room, fuming, in between soft growls he managed to pronounce

"They aren't there, they've gone on a 'camping trip'"

Her mind tried to process this. What were they going to do with her now? Was anybody even looking for her? Why were they avoiding her questions? She slowly lifted her head and stared at them

"What now?"

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