Hello everyone. I know that it's been a little while since I've updated but I decided that I should update this because I have about another two chapters written up and then someone got beer spilt on my paper and now I'm not impressed 'cause my book stinks. '.' So… instead of writing it all out again, I'm gunna type it all up and post it for everyone. :D:D Thank you all to those who have read and reviewed so far. That REALLY makes me happy 'cause it doesn't seem like a lot of people have been reading this. Lol. Well I apologize for spelling stuff and what not because I was really tired when I typed this up and I'm having trouble typing right now… o.O Well, please enjoy!
A Trip
My hunting had been successful. I wasn't as hungry for my mom as I had been before I had left. That night, when I tried to sleep, I found that I could at all. I had to be careful as I got bored around one in the morning. I had to refrain from shouting at the television as I played some video games; after I had destroyed an old controller by accident. At least not being able to sleep would get me some great game hours and to beat games I hadn't played in a while.
When I got to school the next day, the different scents of people harassed my senses… I nearly wanted to go berserk. I was definitely worried about hanging out with Amanda today. 'What am I going to do if I lose control of my blood lust? What if I go over the edge and accidentally go after someone?' When I got to my locker, I was tapped on the shoulder.
"Hey Faye, how are you feeling? You weren't at school so um…" Amanda said quietly, avoiding my gaze with a blush with her hands behind her.
'She doesn't smell as appetizing as my mom at least… but I still don't think that I'll be able to manage staying here…'
"I got you a get well card," Amanda finished shyly, pulling out an envelope from behind her.
That definitely caught me off guard.
"What… Why?" I asked with a confused face, watching her through my bangs.
"You're not mad are you? I just thought it would be nice if I got you something after being sick," she explained with a low, worried tone.
"No, of course I'm not made… but how did you know I was sick?"
"Oh," she blushed even more, "Silas came to school Monday morning and said you might not be back. I thought you were really sick so I got you a card… I also got Silas one, since he hasn't been to school since Monday morning."
That definitely caught my attention. 'Did he run away because he attacked me? Or was it because he thought I was dead?'
"Well thank you for the card Amana," I said as I took it from her, "But I don't think I'll be able to make it through today. I'll have to see you later."
"Oh, all right. I hope you feel better Faye. What's your email?"
"It's raging-infernoradu… I'm going to go call home now. Bye Amanda," I said tiredly before running slowly up the stairs to the second floor, to the office.
'Silas hasn't been at school, which means that he either ran away or is hiding at home… I'll have to ask the secretary.' When I came into the office, the bell rang for classes to start.
"Can I help you?" one secretary asked me.
"Yeah… I'm not feeling well today and don't think I'll be able to attend classes without needed washroom services, so could you please let all my teachers know?" I asked, knowing she could see the paleness of my face.
"Not a problem Faye. Would you like to use the phone?" she asked with a worried face.
"No thank you, but could I have Silas Rowan's home address please? He has something of mine and since he's ill as well, I would like to pick it up when I feel well enough," I lied with a small smile, trying to look as innocent as possible.
Obviously it was working for her to believe me. Or it sure seemed that way.
"It's 3232 Harwood Road," the secretary told me with a smile, having the information book already open to that page.
"Thank you, have a nice day."
With that, I left the office and went back outside. Lucky for me that I hadn't unpacked my backpack and that the sun wasn't shining.
I walked through town until finding a field that I could run through to take me home. I was going to have to ditch my backpack before going to see Silas. 'There has to be a reason why he's not at school. I have to know that and if there is a better way to live as a vampire without having to kill someone…' I passed over the fence to the field behind my house and reached home. Upon unlocking the door, the dog didn't bark, as if not hearing I was home. I ditched my bag before locking the door again to leave.
"Sorry Cubbie, no time to play right now," I whispered before running down the road to a back road.
The only reason I knew where Harwood Road was… was because out family friends lived on it at some point. The house number seemed familiar as well though it was probably either across or down the road from them. '3229… 3231… 3232!' The road wasn't busy, which was a good thing for me, though when a car did come, I had to walk instead.
The house was a rather large, two floored brick building with a long driveway leading to it. There was a creek that went under the driveway, that part of the paved driveway cracking. Large trees were in the yard, giving shade and protection to the grass under them in the spring and summer. Connected to the house was the garage with one big white door to open it and two sliding doors leading to the house. A garden was along the walkway, with small green flowers growing out of it. 'This is a really nice place… No wonder Silas would want to live here.' I walked up the walkway to the sliding doors to open them. They leg to a small room outside the actual house doors. Inside were even more flowers, also just starting to bud in their flower pots.
I reached the double doors and knocked to see if anyone was there. 'I can hear some people in there, so I know they're home. Or at lest someone's home…' The door opened and I saw Carson's face reveal itself behind the door.
"Hell… oh," he said, trailing off.
"Hello, where's Silas?" I asked him, eyes focused intently.
"Damn, I knew this was going to happen," Carson growled before looking to the side, "He's not here."
Somehow, that didn't surprise me. 'Figures…'
"Well, where'd he go?" I asked again.
"Marco, we have a problem!" Carson called into the house.
"So I've heard," a man said from behind Carson with a laugh, "What a surprise to see you here, Faye Baxter."
Carson moved out of the way to let Marco step forward. The man had blond hair and his eyes were a dark red. He was wearing a suit, as if he had just come home from work. 'Well, he's not related to Silas…'
"Yeah, it's all such a big surprise," I mocked, "Where did Silas go?"
"He went to America, to a vampire coven in a town called Forks. He won't be back for a long time," Marco explained, looking at me apologetically.
"Where is that?" I asked with confusion.
"It's just under British Columbia, in Washington. I don't know if you'd be allowed to go there. I'm sure your parents wouldn't like that, unless you've killed them already," Carson said with a smirk.
"I did not kill them! I refuse to!" I growled with anger towards him for even considering it.
Marco gave Carson a small glare and Carson rolled his eyes.
"I know, I know, go do something else," he grumbled before walking away.
Marco took a step outside before closing the door. 'That insignificant little pest!'
"My apologies for Carson's behavior. He doesn't' seem to take the same liking to you as Silas did," he laughed slightly.
I didn't reply, merely looked away from his gaze.
"So this Forks is in Washington?"
"Yes. There's a coven there, the Cullens. They might be able to help you control your thirst, if wanting to find Silas isn't a good enough reason for you to go," Marco explained, still watching me.
'Finding Silas is a good enough reason, but controlling my thirst might be a good thing as well.' I allowed my gaze to fall on him and he smiled pleasantly.
"I'll be glad to help you if you'd like. I'm sure your parents wouldn't want to have to pay for your plane ticket," Marco laughed.
"Why would you do that? What's in it for you?" I wondered suspiciously.
Again Marco laughed with his kind smile.
"I have been alive for over two hundred years and Silas has been with me for the past hundred. He's like a son to me, both him and Carson, since I was the one who changed them. I would like nothing more than to see him happy."
'He's not gunna be happy when I kick the daylight out of him…' Smirking inwardly, I cracked my knuckles.
"I don't know if I'll be able to accept the offer. I've owe you big time," I replied with an unsure expression.
"Just take a picture of Silas's face when he sees you alive. That'll be good enough," he said as he ruffled my hair with his hand, "Now you should get home before your parents find out you aren't at school."
"When should I leave?" I asked with curiosity.
"I'll call you, and you make up an excuse to leave home. Be a good girl Faye, try not to kill anyone."
Giving Marco a small glare, I sighed and left, leaving out the sliding doors to outside. 'How am I going to explain this to my parents? They're really going to freak if I just leave… so I have to tell them a good excuse.' It didn't take long for me to get home and I decided I should go hunting. I didn't know how strong my thirst would be by the time my mom would get home. I had at least two to three hours until that time. Or more for all I knew. When I got in the door, the dog came running and I had to let him out.
"I'm going to have to get out of this place soon… My parents are in serious danger with me," I whispered to myself before going back outside.
There was a recent obsession with the scent of the outdoors. 'Better get out of here before I try to kill the dog…'
The sun still wasn't out today, which I assumed was a good thing. With all the things said about vampires, I wasn't sure about certain things. I now knew that they could run extremely fast, were strong, immortal towards aging, and had both good hearing and sense of smell. What I didn't know was what could kill me or how. And whether or not I could still eat human food. That would be something I needed to know. That and if I could go out into the sunlight.
While I was in the forest, I found a wolf that had been stalking me on the way down. I let my senses have their way and lunged at the wolf. It hadn't been as big as the one that had attacked me before I was a vampire, but it was big enough. Upon pinning it to the ground, I sunk my teeth into its throat and began to drink hungrily. The warm liquid flowed through me and I drank until there was nothing left.
"Sorry little buddy, but it's better you than my family," I whispered as I got to my feet.
I felt better than I did and decided it was time to go back home.
That night, my parents came home and we were eating steak, baked potatoes, and asparagus. I covered my baked potatoes in ranch dressing, which gave them more flavor. I could still eat human food, which was good so I wouldn't disappoint my mom in not eating. Though, not everything was as appetizing as it used to be. The steak had to be more rare than usual in the future.
When we were done eating, the phone rang and on the caller id it had Rowan written on it. 'That has to be Marco…' I picked it up.
"Hello?" I said plainly.
"Hello, Faye?" Marco's voice answered.
"Yeah, it's me."
"All right, just making sure. Is there some place you can talk alone? Like your room or something?" he asked with a small laugh.
I got off the brown recliner chair and went down the hall to my room, shutting the door behind me.
"So what's going on?" I wondered, sitting down in my blue bean bag chair in the darkness of my room.
"I got you a ticket to fly to Port Angles. From there you could probably find Forks by following the highway. Your plane leaves Thursday but we'll be leaving tomorrow," Marco said sternly, making sure I understood.
"Alright. Is it Toronto or Peterborough airport?"
"Toronto, but when you get to Forks, ask anyone where Carlisle Cullen lives and they'll tell you. I'm sure you have a passport and I'll be going with you to Port Angles, so you won't be alone.
"Make sure you explain to your parents about what's going on. Well… you can't tell them you're a vampire, because it's against our law, but tell them something convincing, alright?" Marco's voice laughed slightly at the end.
'Law? Vampires have a law?!'
"All right, thank you Marco. I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Not a problem. See you tomorrow."
He hung up and I shut off the phone before sighing.
How was I going to convince them to let me leave for Toronto without giving them any notice at all? 'I'll just have to come up with something…' I got out of my bean bag chair and went out into the lightened hallway. When I came into the living room, my mom looked at me almost immediately.
"Who was that Faye?" she asked.
"A new friend of mine," I paused, not really sure on what to say, "Um, he did some research for me, about what I have or something and he said that there was someone in a town called Forks that could help me…"
"I thought you were feeling better," my dad said suspiciously.
"I was, but then I didn't feel well this morning and came home… Anyway, he got a plane ticket to go and the plane leaves Thursday and I'm supposed to leave tomorrow… Would it be alright if I went and stayed there for a while?"
"Why didn't you just ask before, instead of now?" my mom asked with a rather angry expression.
"I didn't know he was doing it until today. I just thought he was joking around when he said he would do it," I lied again.
I hate lying, especially to my mom. Both of my parents looked at me coldly and I clenched my fists slightly.
"It's your call, not mine," my dad said to my mom and she glared at him.
A few moments of silence passed except for the noise of the television.
"I guess it would be alright, so long as you call when you get there," my mom said with some worry.
I was surprised at her answer.
"R-really?"
"So long as you get better and stay in touch with us," she said with a protective smile.
"Thank you mom, dad. You have no idea how you've just made my day," I said with a smile.
"Now go to bed and rest so you can pack tomorrow," my dad told me rather sternly.
'Yes sir!' I laughed slightly. With my dad in the same room as my mom, along with the dog, it was easier to be in the same room as my mom. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. The mint taste was better than the taste of the desire to drink from my family. When I went to put my toothbrush back in the toothbrush holder on the wall, it broke off as soon as my toothbrush touched it. 'Damn! How the heck did that happen?! I barely touched it!'
"Faye, what was that?" my mom asked from down the hall.
"Um… the toothbrush thing broke off the wall," I said nervously, picking the toothbrushes up.
'Okay, so I have to mind everything I do from now on… At least until I figure everything out and how to control myself.'
The amount of desire I had to drink from my parents was horrible. I had to fight back the urge to just jump at them and kill them every second I was near them without a wall or door between us. I felt ashamed for even considering on killing them just to fill that desire. 'I'm disgusting… How can I even be sitting here right now at all?'
"Goodnight mom, goodnight dad. I don't think I'll see you tomorrow," I said as I popped my head around the small wall to look at them.
'I'll make sure I don't see them… I'll go to get Marco if I have to.' I felt guilty, half leaving to get away from my parents, the other half leaving to find Silas and kick his ass.
"I really hope that you get better Faye. Make sure you call as soon as you get there," my mom said with a worried look towards me, getting to her feet and coming over.
She pulled me into a hug and I froze, completely stopped breathing. 'If I don't breathe then I can't smell… I have to resist at all costs.'
"You'll always be my little girl," my mom whispered, resting her head against mine.
"Yeah," I whispered, looking to the side without her knowing.
'I can't do this. I'll only be able to go so long before I go insane and go after someone…'
"Don't cause the doctor too much trouble, Faye. I know how much you hate needles," my mom mused before letting me go.
I smiled at her with appreciation and went to my room.
'I don't know what I'm going to do on that plane… with all those people… Maybe I should go hunting before I leave… It would be in the best intentions, right?' I sat on my bed and then rested my head onto my pillow.
"Once I know they're asleep, I'm going to play Final Fantasy X," I whispered, remembering that I had to get the one scene.
That scene was going to be the highlight of the entire game because I doubted that there was anything more exciting than a scene with good graphics on two characters in love where one was crying. I had to admit, I was both a helpless romantic and a fan-girl. Though, as an anime fan, there was nothing wrong with being a fan-girl.
I didn't know how long I lay on my bed with my eyes closed, but it seemed like forever. Not that I knew how long forever was, at least… not yet. My sensitive ears picked up the sound of someone coming down the hall. 'They're going to open my door to make sure I'm asleep…' It was my dad and I could tell by the smell. He opened my door and he saw that I was lying on my right side, facing the wall how I normally slept. He seemed convinced when he shut the door and then I rolled back onto my back. 'This is pathetic… I'm pathetic… I'm hiding from my family like a coward because I'm afraid I will kill them… Am I right by being afraid of killing them? Or am I wrong? What should I do?' I placed my cold hand on my forehead, grabbing my long bangs with my four fingers.
"You're pathetic," I whispered solemnly to myself, feeling worthless.
I didn't get up to play my game the whole night. I just lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling while thinking of things that now seemed meaningful to me. Like how time would pass by and nothing would ever change for me.
When morning came and my parents left for work, I got up and found y backpack. I left my sketchbook and pencil case in it and unhooked my play station. I wrapped the wires together before putting the game console and the controllers in my bag. I grabbed a few games, like Final Fantasy X, Kingdom Hearts 2, and put them in as well.
"I guess I should take my wallet," I murmured as I grabbed my blue and black wallet the had green flowers on it.
My dad had gotten it for me for Christmas when I was in grade six and we had gone to Mexico. I only had seventy or eighty dollars, but I didn't care. Grabbing some of my favorite baggy shirts, a navy Champions one, my 'World Industries' shirt, a red sweater, a black long sleeved shirt that was stretchy, and a white and green sweater that had 'Italy' written on the back. I grabbed seven pairs of cargo pants; some camouflage, some black, and some green. I went downstairs and grabbed my red luggage and put all my clothes into it.
The dog looked at me with on ear up and the other one down. He had seen the bag, so he knew that something was going on. 'Now he's going to follow me around everywhere…'
"It's okay Cubbie, I'll be coming back soon," I told him with smile before going back into my room.
I didn't know how much of a lie that was because I wasn't sure on how long it would take me to find Silas.
Packing my clothes into my red luggage bag, I made sure I had everything. 'I think I should call Marco and tell him to come early…' I put everything out in the kitchen, beside the white table where I normally left things. Cubbie came running to me with his ears pulled back to make an adorable face.
"Cubbie, that's not fair," I whined, looking at his puppy dog face.
I knelt down to him and he came to lick my face. 'I'm going to miss him… I wish I could take him with me…'
"I'm gunna come home, little bear. I promise," I whispered to him, giving him a kiss on his little white forehead.
The phone rang and it kind of surprised me. No one called in the morning.
"Hello?"
"Hello Faye, it's Marco," a calm voice said through the phone.
'He's got good timing.'
"How was you're night?" he asked me.
"Boring and thoughtful," I replied, "When do you plan on coming?"
"That depends on if you're done packing," his voice mused.
Through his voice, I could tell he was smiling.
Looking at my bags, I thought about what I had for a moment.
"I'm already done," I told him calmly.
"Good… I'll be there soon," Marco replied, "And Faye, make sure you say goodbye to your parents."
At those words, I had to grunt.
"Whatever… See you alter."
Hanging up the phone, I sat down on the floor and closed my eyes. 'I'll be glad to be out of here… All my parents ever seem to do anymore is argue… Dad gets drunk almost every weekend and barely talks to us. I'm surprised that he's actually been home and in the house this week…' I sighed as I thought about it. 'And mom is going thought a tough time with now… It's all about Brad because he went to university and I'm not sufficient enough for her… My brother has always been more important to them than I could ever hope to be… I'm worth nothing to them.'
I winced at those thoughts. They hurt because they were true. They had never appreciated my obsession with anime and video games. Both parents wanted nothing to do with them. While my brother was normal, I was completely different to them. Half as smart, not good enough to be their daughter. Now that I was a vampire, I couldn't be a daughter or try to be one. I would end up killing them some day. To just want to be a daughter to them didn't seem as important as to keep them alive.
I heard the tired of a car some into the driveway and I stood up. 'That didn't take him very long…' I put my unusually light backpack over my shoulder and carried my red bag down the four steps. I opened the wooden door to be greeted with a smiling blond haired man and a cloudy day.
"You look tired Faye," Marco mused as I held back the 'savage' dog.
"You shouldn't mock someone who is the same thing as you," I grumbled as I pulled my shoe on.
"I'm not mocking you Faye," he laughed slightly, "How well do you think you'll do on that plane? Are you going to have to hunt before you leave?"
I gave him a glare.
"I'm not going to drink from anyone. At least I hope I don't have to resort to taking someone to the bathroom and drinking from them…"
Marco laughed slightly and picked up my luggage.
"I'd have to join you if you did. That would give us both away.
I pat the dog on his white fluffy head and grabbed a camera out of my pocket. I took a picture of Cubbie on my digital camera and looked around the porch. 'Goodbye home… Hopefully I'll be able to come back to you…'
End of Chapter 4
Hello again. So, how did everyone like it? I hope that it was good because this is the beginning of Faye's adventure. Woo! Lol. Okay, so if some things don't go really deep into things in this fanfic, I'm really sorry. I'm really trying to get everything right. But alas, I am not the great and powerful Stephanie Meyer… but I'm hoping that you're all enjoying this anyway. :D:D I'll try to get my next chapter up soon… possible tomorrow if I'm not doing something else. Please R&R and I'll update soon. :D:D