I on the other hand was still stuck in a dreary hotel room with a "family" of blood sucking fends. I scanned the room for the millionth time, sat with my back against the wall, and waited for them to remember I was still there. They had all been to preoccupied with Nessi and Jack's dilemma to deal with the minor detail of what they had dragged me here for. Upon arrival they had all disappeared into separate, connecting, rooms (with the exception of the for mentioned Edward, Bella Nessi and Jacob). I kept waiting for the others to come running in, to me it would have looked like a blur of skin and clothes, and rip my thought out. A real family dinner. Bet they would even tuck napkins into their collars and use straws, I mused to myself.
"you do realize that our little guest is still sitting over there sacred for her life?" Edward told his wife who had wrapped herself in his arms.
"oh sweetie." the one called Esme cooed, before I could blink she was at my side. Hadn't she just been in the other room? "I am so sorry. We forget so easily how frail human life can be. Are you hungry? How often do humans need to feed?" she asked of Bella.
"as often as they want. I don't think she is hungry, as a matter of fact she is probably closer to needing to vomit than eat." the strange brunet told her. Esme did have a motherly quality about her. I could forget so easily that she was a dangerous bloody instead of the mother figure I had always wanted.
"you poor thing." she crooned. She opened her arms to hug me and then hesitated. "sorry, I forgot how much your rules forbid us from this." she pulled her arms back to her sides. The others had reentered the room by then. All watching me stair like an idiot at their mother.
"the rules are meant to protect us all." I tried to explain.
"we know honey. But surely we can make an exception just this once?" Esme pleaded.
"I think we have made more than one exception tonight. I am out at night, alone in a room full of blo… vampires. Not to mention the fact that I took you across the bridge, now the council elders are going to know I was with you. Actually that's not such a bad thing. If you kill me they will know it was you." I looked accusingly at them each in turn.
"she still thinks we want to eat her." the tall dangerously handsome one said, sounding very frustrated. I was agitating them, not good. I looked down at the hands folded in my lap and sighed. I was never going to get out of this one. I finally got up the courage to look one in the eyes, I stood up in a huff. Shoulders back, chest stuck out (what little I had of a chest), tummy sucked in. I lifted my chin, raised my eyes, and was read to demand they let me go home.
My mistake! The second my hungry eyes, so long denied the pleasure of really looking at one of the beautiful creatures, began to devour him. It was Vladimir, I had to choose he hottest one. At first glance I had thought his hair was black, but now that I saw it here in the dim glowing lights of the hotel room I could see that it was a deep dark brown, the color of Hershey's special dark chocolate. The kind that melted so smoothly in your mouth and tasted like heaven, and while I was thinking about taste… my greedy eyes moved to his sweet lips. They were Gently curved, tinted a dark berry red, I bet they tasted sweeter than the blur berries they resembled. His skin was pale white, I knew it must be as cold and hard as all the other ones were, but I still wanted to run my fingers down his gently curving cheek and trace the dark purple stain under his eyes. I get bags like those under my eyes when I don't get enough sleep, his must be so dark because he never sleeps.
I opened my mouth to demand…something. No sound came out…I had forgotten what I was doing, where I was, who I was with, if asked my own name I probably would have stuttered out some incoherent word. "do you need to lie down?" Bella asked. Her ice cold hands on my shoulders. I shook my head violently, trying to knock some scene back into myself. "I think she is going to faint." her voice was alarmed. The same soft, strong arms as before were suddenly around me.
"that's not helping Vladimir! You're the problem not the solution." Edward informed him. I could barley manage a nod, and even that made my head spin. He smelled so good.
"I think I know how to handle a woman." Vladimir snapped.
"we all know you can duke it out with the best of us. Hell, you're the only one who can catch Alice." Emmet said walking at a normal, human, pace, into the room. probably as aware as the others that any of their sudden movements would make my head explode. "but dealing with human women requires finesse and care." Vincent didn't respond but his arms tightened around me ever so slightly. No longer caring if I lived or died, I just wanted the noise to stop (and Vladimir to stop being so tempting), I buried my face in his strong shoulder and curled my fists into his jacket. He scooped me off the couch I had been sitting on and into his strong arms. I must have felt like a feather to him, vampires after all are unusually strong (that's and understatement!). Never the less I felt strangely self conscious. My brain was scrambled! Why did I care if the psycho bloody thought I weighted a tone? He was just gonna eat me any way.
"take her home Vladimir." Esme told him. I felt hi nod…I think. Then we were off, where I didn't know…at that point I didn't care!
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I know that this is not how Stephanie Meyer describes Vladimir in her book but I took a little creative liberty to make him sound more appealing!
Not much happened in this chapter but I hd to writ something for ya…keep you guessing and gives you a little incite into Jazz's head.
This chapter is for the fans!
