Pained

Chapter 4: Awkward Situations

As I watched him run away, my eyes caught on something that glinted in the moonlight. Reaching it in two strides, I picked it up, accidentally crushing it into pieces. I cursed silently for my inhumane strength, picking up a one of the bigger shards of the mirror gently. I frowned, knowing I could get used to this….. Like never.

My breath caught as a red-eyed woman stared right back at me, impossible beautiful. I was shocked to find crimson red eyes and a sharp beautiful face although it was marred with scars. Heaving a sigh of relief at the imperfection, my eyes searched my body, seeing that I was in rags.

I knelt beside the fire that was soon going to be distinguished, feeling no emotion as the blaze of the fire felt a thousand degrees hotter than my skin, just watching the ashes of my creator float easily in mid-air.

'If he didn't save you, he wouldn't have died.' My mind mocked as I bit my lip instinctively, my own delicate fingers combing through my hair in attempt to calm down. My mind had too much space to think – it didn't have to think of mundane things anymore.

Yanking the shard once again, I tried to pierce it into myself, only to see it shattering. I sighed hopelessly as I curled myself into a ball, knowing that I was to be condemned as an immortal – forever. Never moving forward, just stuck frozen in this pathetic state.

I laughed bitterly at my own misery as my mind constantly recalled the speech that he had given to me.

'Don't go out in sunlight – you'll be exposed. Surely you don't want the Volturi on your flanks all the time.' The line rang through my head as I made a mental note to follow. Seeing the man who seemed so consumed his job like a guard dog, I grimaced in disgust. I wouldn't want to offend them for I wouldn't have a sense of freewill if they got me around their fingers.

'We can't die easily, the only way we can leave this world is by burning ourselves. Tearing away our limbs doesn't do much – we can still join back like a puzzle piece.' I groaned internally, knowing that I'm not going to be able to go to hell so easily.

'We only feed on blood – nothing else.' My throat flared at the thirst that burned a thousand times hotter than the distinguished flames. I wanted to suffocate myself to stop the hunger that was trying to overpower myself as a feral snarl ripped in my throat as I smelt the scent of fresh blood that hung in the air.

My head snapped towards the scent as I surged forward towards the scent, not caring that a lion was already feeding on its prey. I lunged – snapping its throat before my teeth descended into its meat, cutting through its fat like I was biting through butter. Not that I would ever want to taste butter anymore.

With my hunger contained, dulling in the back of my mind, I searched around for a source of entertainment. What was I to do now?

Year 2000, Alaska

It was the year 2000, almost four decades since my dreaded transformation. I've managed to keep my thirst under the reign without feeding for a few months at least and my gifts had adjusted to its full potential.

I had a physical and mental shield that was constantly wrapped around me – I could remove it away like how everything physical was easy for me and wrap in around someone like throwing a blanket over oneself. I could read their intentions as long as they were under my mental shield and movements when they were under my physical one. I could also change their mindset and movements like I was the master of my own game.

I slowly learnt that I had a gift of appearance. I could change my looks but the beauty of the person remains as it is. It was impossible to take it away – it was stuck to the person like glue. Controlling people's actions and thoughts would last like that for eternity unless I was to die or too much force had been exerted on me and causing a crack anywhere on my body.

It was like resetting everything and that was how the Volturi came to know of my existence.

I wasn't exactly thrilled about it and I was constantly on the move every half a decade to play safe. I barely made any contact with anyone – I wouldn't let any vampire be in a five mile radius from me unless they were deemed safe or vegetarian like me.

Tightening the scarf around me to seem more human-like as I often seen people doing such a gesture, I stared at myself in the mirror. I didn't really want to repeat high school again but one has to keep up with an image. I had enough of sulking for three decades straight and trying to find someone to end my pathetic life.

Changing my eye color to my chocolate brown ones, I made my mahogany hair slightly less glossy than usual. I wasn't aiming to achieve being a model but to attract less attention. It was a lesson learnt when you have one of the flashiest cars around town and attractive looks. Toning it down a little definitely did help the attention to die down faster.

Huffing as I sprinted to my car in a human pace, I swerved out easily and onto the streets, hitting 70 before I hit the main road. I reached the school in minutes, getting out of the car as fast I could, wanting to finish the registration and avoid the irritating stares that people were given. I wondered briefly why didn't I retain my onyx eyes, to make me look creeper and maybe they'll back off.

Fat chance. The receptionist was already staring, her eyes shagging my body. 'My eyes are here.' I snapped her as she immediately looked up, obeying to my commands. Quickly filling up the form, she keyed everything in and gave me my schedule along with the map that I gave a glance at, darting out of the office and successfully getting into class just on time before the bell rang.

Alaska, Unalaska High School, Cafeteria

Sighing in annoyance as I burst through the pastel white double doors that was stained with some icky substance from so many years of usage, my breath hitched when I smelled them.

They were gazing at me evenly as they raked my body, trying to find features that marked me as a vampire. Easily tuning everyone out except to my kind, I was amused to find that the bronze-haired boy was a mind reader for many thoughts buzzed in his mind.

His eyes furrowed at me as I smirked, stifling myself to stop the disgusting smell of human food to infiltrate my sense of smell. I could hear silent discussions going on around their table as the strawberry-blonde shot me murderous glares as she clinged onto the bronze-haired boy who seemed to make futile attempts of shaking her off.

"She seems a little amused and annoyed at the same time." The honey blonde chuckled slightly.

The black-haired girl next to him sighed as I quirked my eyebrow in their direction. She was getting static…. Was she a psychic? "Can't see her future….."

"I can't get a read on her either. She looks and acts like a vampire when it comes to food….." The bronze-boy murmured.

"Doesn't mean I don't look like once doesn't mean I ain't one….." I said quietly as I changed my eyes back to golden for second before it went back to brown. They gaped at me as I smiled briefly at them, picking the unoccupied table as I started to stab my food.

"Come and sit with us," They encouraged, as I removed my mental shield. 'No thanks…. I don't know you well' the bronze-haired boy gasped at my sudden infiltration of thoughts, before communicating with his siblings.

'It's Edward. Alice –'He gestures at the black-haired girl – 'Wants to get to know you better. Well in fact, all of us do.'

I shook my head in their direction. 'All of you have mates, well except for you of course since I don't seem to hear you wanting the strawberry-blonde' I noted, flashing a cold smile.

"She's a mind reader Edward?" The blonde hissed, pointedly ignoring me. I knew that a lot of people were staring; they were wondering what was happening as we kept looking at each other.

'Stop staring and eat your food. 'I forced out as I wrapped my physical shield, excluding the Cullen family as they snapped their attention back, the cafeteria becoming deadly quiet as all the chatter ceased, every human concentrating on their food and nothing else. Their eyes widened at me as I growled slightly, wanting to dump my head into the lasagna. I shouldn't have used that in the presence of vampires.

Thankfully the bell rang as I allowed the humans to do what they usually did before rushing out, making sure that they weren't following me. Why hadn't I checked?

I was slightly high when I was writing this so if it was horrible, do tell me and I'll back and personally edit it. *grunts* I don't want to give things that you guys can't understand but hey, I love criticism so do tell me if I lack at anywhere!

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