My Side of Revenge
Chapter 3: Beginning and End
It had been 39 days, 2 hours, 13 minutes, and 12 seconds. Andrew still hadn't found me. I was right by the main sign that said, "Juneau, Alaska". Even if Andrew were a human, he would have found me by now. I had given him more than enough time to find me. 30 days for the fight, 2 days to search through all of Alaska, and 1 more day to find me. He should have been here 6 days, 2 hours, 13 minutes, and 12 seconds ago. He wasn't here.
I was tired of waiting. I was tired of everything! I needed Andrew. I needed my universe back. Andrew was my reason for living. If it weren't for Andrew, I wouldn't have run away. I would have let Riley, or whoever else, kill me!
Then, I decided to go after Andrew myself. I ran down to Seattle. I only stopped every two days for a drink and a wash. It took me 4 days.
I stopped at my home. I remembered Andrew talking to me about anything and everything. He lit up my world. That flashback only strengthened my need to have Andrew in my arms. Our hands clasped together, our lips moving in sync, and our souls tied together.
I ran to hell, half expecting to hear the all too familiar screeching and crashing. But, when I got there, there was silence. It was eerie. The wind howled and it started to drizzle. I was getting creeped out. If ghosts were real, I was sure that many of them were there.
I easily found Andrew's scent. It was faint, but I was so attuned to it that it was easy to smell. I started to follow the trails. They led me through many cities and places where I knew that he'd fed. I could smell the faint scent of blood there. Eventually, Andrew's trails led to Forks.
I entered a clearing. I followed Andrew's trails in winding patterns. This was the battlefield. I smelled wet dog and other vampires.
Andrew's scent led to a pile of ashes. My eyes widened with disbelief. My throat closed up and my chest hurt. As if someone punched a hole right through the middle of my chest. I could no longer stand up. I fell to my knees and sobbed. There were no tears though. That made me sob harder. There was no release of anything. I never noticed when I was human, that tears that were released were like emotions released.
"NO!" I shouted to the sky. It was the most I could do to release the sorrow I felt. I stared at the ashes. I was kneeling in the last place the love of my existence stood. My reason for living. My hope. My love.
"Andrew, I swear, I will avenge you. I swear! I love you Andrew, I will write letters to you. Letters to tell you what I have been doing in the days. I love you Andrew. I will avenge you." I sobbed. This was my goodbye to the love of my existence.
I lied there next to Andrew's ashes. For hours. I told the ashes about everything. About what I was going to do to the person who killed him and about how much I loved and missed him. I spent hours looking for the scent that last touched my Andrew. The scent that killed him.
I then started looking for different scents. A few miles away, I smelled a human. It was easier for me to track a human than a vampire. Obviously, this human had something to do with my love's death. So, she was obviously going to die.
I spent a few more hours concocting a plan. Though I had no idea how many I had to fight, I was going to win.
I decided to become friends with the little human first. That way, after our trust was built, she wouldn't suspect me to be the reason "bad luck" struck her. I quickly followed the human's scent.
It led me up a few streets to a little white, two story house. I looked up into one of the second story windows and saw a dark haired girl. She had pale skin and brown eyes. She was quite pretty too.
I decided not to freak the human out. I went to the front door and rung the doorbell. I heard the T.V. being muted and a grunt. A man was getting off the sofa. "Coming." He mumbled.
He opened the door with a tired look on his face. When he saw me, his eyes widened.
"Who are you?" He asked gruffly. I could tell he was tired and in a bad mood.
"Hi, Mr. Swan! I'm Katrina Grayt. I need to see Isabella." I said. I was guessing... Everything. Apparently I guessed right, because the man opened the door wider and nodded.
"She is upstairs." He told me. I gave his a sweet smile and walked up to the room that smelled the most like the scent on the battlefield. I knocked on the door lightly.
"Come in, Dad." The girl called. I opened the door slightly.
"I'm not your dad, but I want to talk to you." I said quietly as I walked in. Humans were like china dolls Victoria and were to be treated as so.
As I walked in the room, the girl's eyes widened and she looked freaked out. She looked like she wanted to scream, but couldn't.
I silently shut the door behind me as I stepped into her room. My throat burned slightly, but I had fed earlier.
"Why are you here? Are you from…. Victoria?" Isabella squeaked. I shook my head. I didn't know a.
"I have a feeling we need to talk, Isabella." I told her. This should be interesting.
A/N: Thx 4 reading! What is Katrina going to talk to bella abou;t