AN: I'm sorry I havn't updated in a bazillion years. I just really havn't felt like writting. But here you have it! The latest installment in the Cadium/Matt

saga...Please enjoy! (sorry if it's a bit short- mostly just Caddy thinking- the next chapter will be more interesting I swear.)

Caddy's POV

I couldn't seem to stop pacing.

What if he didn't get home alright?

I was close to wearing a hole in the floor now, and even if they held, the wooden floor-boards beneath my feet would be ruined permanently.

But I couldn't bring myself to stop and relax.

Will he believe them? He didn't believe us...Then again, that might be a good thing. But I don't want him to think I'm a crazy person.

Wait- did I really just think that? I've never cared what humans thought of me before...Why now?

I gripped my head in frustration. This was all so confusing!

And if he does believe them, what will he think of me then? A monster? A villain? That's what we were after all. Isn't it?

I walked a couple more circles just contemplating what we were. It wasn't something I did often. We were vampires. Terrifying, blood-draining monsters. How could anyone view us as anything else?

"Please Caddy, I'm begging you! Stop with the self-hate! You're nearly as bad as your father!" called Jasper angrily.

What do I care anyway? I don't care, not one bit.

Okay maybe just a little bit.

It was just, when I saw his face...His eyes, his lips, the soft brown skin on his hands...Stop it! He's just a human.

But that wasn't true and I knew it.

Matt wasn't just some human, he was...Intriguing, and, well...gorgeous, devastatingly so.

I sighed. Admitting it, even just to myself, was like lifting a four ton, lead weight off my shoulders (three tons is my limit).

Yes, I liked him. I loved him. A lot.

"Oh Caaaady!" Alice yelled enthusiastically as she raced down the stairs.

I sighed again. I was going for exasperated but it came out sort of contented.

"Guess what time it is?" she said, reaching the landing, like an old time game-show announcer.

I didn't even care anymore. The fact was, I was in love. And, frankly, Alice could do anything she wanted with me.

Well, to a certain extent.

xoxoxox

We drove to school in silence.

Around three am that morning Esme and Carlisle came back, and the bomb was dropped.

Before that it had just basically been calm throughout the house. Alice gave me a makeover, Jasper and Emmet played cards in the living room, Rosalie tinkered with the cars and my mom and dad sat in his room listening to music. We were all pretending it was any other sleepless night (well, except for me- I was in bed by 11).

I don't know, the whole night I had been too busy puzzling over my revalation to notice anyone being particularily tense. But when I woke up this morning the air was definetely strained.

Although Carlisle had tried to act calm we could all tell he was worried. We all were.

First of all, the Volturi- a large coven of extreamly powerful vampires who would love any chance to knock back my family's numbers just a bit- could be all over us in an instant if things got out.

Which brings us to number two, things could get out. And that would be very, very bad.

With a squeal we skidded into a school parking space. Rosalie had been too busy glaring at Mom and Dad to pay attention to parking.

I sniffed, then looked up. A pack of werewolves (in human form of course) passed in front of our car, some were glaring just as ferociously as Rosalie, while others looked merely curious.

I noticed the two tallest ones didn't look at all, and I figured one of them must be Matt's friend, Grant. According to Mom, Grant's dad, Jacob, was the natural alpha- whether he chose to accept the position or not- and that his son would probably be taller than any of the others in human form and larger and stronger than any of the others in wolf form.

But Matt was no where to be seen.

Where was he? If they didn't bring him home...I coiled my hand into a fist of rage...I was so going to snap them in half...

Then I spotted him sitting on a damp picnic table by the west end of the school.

I practically jumped out of my seatbelt, Rosalie looked ready to leap on me if not for a restraining hand from Emmet- I would have to thank him for that sometime- and sped towards Matt.

Sensing me, the fragile human looked up. And seeing who it was, jumped back a centimeter or so.

I won't pretend that didn't hurt.

But I smiled anyway. "Hi...

AN: I know, I know! Such a cruel cliff hanger- but I honestly need a break, I'm trying to update all the stories I've been neglecting for so long, and boy does it take a lot out of you!