Chapter Four: Allergies
Once we were seated, I automatically took Alexander to his word. "So what was that whole conversation going on back there about? I know that I am involved so don't even think about lying." At this moment, I was kind of pissed. I hated not knowing anything. "Okay. Calm down and take a chill pill, Raven. Edward and I knew each other since like forever. All he was saying was that, well because you know our secret, he thinks you are the one who is dangerous because you could tell the mortals that there are vampires living on Benson Hill. He thinks that now that you know the secret, I need to change you into a monster, so that you won't tell the mortals about us." Alexander explained, holding both of my hands in his. "What did Bella say?" I asked, no longer pissed .If Edward wanted Alexander to change me, that was my dream, and I was so ready for it to happen. "Bella was once like you; a mortal. She meat Edward when they were freshmen in high school. They got married a few years ago, and then shortly after that, Bella became pregnant, and while she was carrying the baby around, the baby was literally killing her. So once the baby was delivered, Edward had no choice but to change her. But she knew about the whole vampire thing in their freshmen year." "Well why don't you just listen to Edward and change me ?You know that's my wish. Everything would be so much easier." I said, hoping that now that he was told by one of his buddies that he needed to change me, he would make my wish come true. "You know we have been through this before! I won't change you if I don't have to. It's not right, taking someones life from them, when they have a choice. I want you to have a good human life, and I want it to be long." Alexander said, looking straight into my eyes. I sighed, and took a sip of my soda. There was no point in arguing with Alexander. I didn't want to upset him.
LATER ON THAT NIGHT
We were in Alexander's room, watching reruns of the Munsters. I had a itch on my neck, so I scratched it with all my might. I scratched so hard, that it started to get red. "God, why am I all itchy?" I asked myself. Alexander must have heard, because he turned to me and looked concern. "What are you allergic to? " He asked, gently grabbing my hand, to make me stop scratching. "Uh, green beans and onions." I said, curious at why he was asking me this. " There was onions in your dinner!" Alexander said, starting to freak. "Okay, well I didn't taste anything, and I didn't see anything so I should be good, right? This is probably just another mosquito bite. I get those a lot." I said, trying to lighten the tension in the room, all coming from Alexander. He just ignored me, and said, "Come on. I'm taking you to the hospital .I have no clue what to do." he lifted me up, and carried me towards Jameson's car. 'Great." I thought. 'Another trip to the E.R. And I don't even have a broken bone.'