I know I know I know. Really long ass time since I've updated and I hate myself for it but I've just had no inspiration and to be honest with you guys I really have no idea where this story is going. I'm so SORRY. Really I am.
So if anyone is still reading this story I better stop grovelling and get on with is chapy.
It had now been over 8 hours since I'd been told I was half vampire and half human. Tyler sat there and talked to me about it for a bit - saying stuff like, "You can live without blood for a month, unless you're injured, but every day you will lose strength until you are as weak as a normal human, and the process between vampire powers and normal human stuff is about a week. So it's best to drink once every two days." –apparently prefect recall was also mentioned, but I didn't say anything. I nodded every now and then, but I just couldn't bring myself to say a word. After he said his speech and tried to comfort me, and then went to check on Lucy, I took that opportunity to lock myself in the bathroom and cry.
As tears poured down my cheeks I suddenly remembered what Tyler had said to me that had made me cry harder: "You can cry because of your human side...If you were a full vampire, you wouldn't be able to," his voice echoed in my head.
So I had been locked in his bathroom for about 8 hours now, but I really didn't care. They gave up trying to get me out a long time ago.
"Hey, Cameron, it's me," Lucy said. Spoke too soon. I didn't reply.
"I just thought of a way to see our parents again, if you're interested."
My parents? Would they really want a monster as their daughter? No, I decided, and kept my mouth shut.
"Please. They're really worried about you, it's been all over the news."
Really? The news? Maybe I should go, just to put their minds at rest and get out of their lives...but if I do go I'll have to face rejection and them not wanting me anymore. But if they don't reject me then it will make it harder for me to go away. But then again, think of all the pain I'm putting them through if I don't go to them, and I'm also using police resources up.
"Cameron," Lucy said, bringing me out of my inner battle with myself. I made up my mind. I got up, looking in the mirror and seeing my blood shot eyes staring back at me, and then unlocked the door. I looked up to see bright, happy, blue eyes staring at me. Lucy gave me a hug that I'm sure would have given the human me some bruises.
"Hey," I said keeping my voice void of any emotion. "What did you say about our parents?"
"I think I have an idea how to contact them." I stared at her for a minute, giving her the Well? Continue! look until she finally got it.
"Well, we get Tyler to drop a note through both of our parents' doors to meet someone at a hotel room for information leading to their daughters. Strictly no cops or wires otherwise we won't spill and then we meet them at the hotel."
"That sounds logical, but what if they do bring cops?"
"Easy. We get Tyler to get us out of there using his super speed and – "
"Hold on a minute – did you say super speed?"
"Yes...from his vamp side. Anywho, and if they have a wire on them Tyler will get if off before they see us."
"How will he know if they have a wire on them?"
"Use his super hearing to hear the static made by the wires."
"Super hearing?"
"Yes, from both his wolf and vamp side."
"Ah...ok...Why aren't you freaked out by this?"
"Well...you see, I was always someone who believed in this stuff."
"You don't look like someone who would believe in the super natural."
"What do you mean?...Oh. I get it: I'm blonde. That is such a stereotype, Cameron! Just because I like pink, I'm blonde and stuff doesn't mean I don't like vampires and shit."
"Sorry. Wasn't thinking straight," I replied.
"That's okay." Then her eyes turned concerned. "Are you ok?" I thought about lying for a minute but decided against it.
"I don't think I'm 'ok' by any means, but I think I'm done with the whole crying thing." For now, I added silently. I think she was glad that I didn't say that 'I'm fine' (I mean, anybody who said she was fine after locking themselves in a bathroom for x amount of hours is not fine) but still seemed a bit worried.
"Don't worry about me, ok?" She didn't answer. She just changed the subject.
"Tyler said you should drink this," she said, walking over to the fridge and pulling out one of those smoothes I had earlier.
"No way. That's just gross!"
"Have you ever eaten a steak at a restaurant?"
"What?"
"Answer the question."
"Yeah...Why?"
"Because steaks from restaurants normally still have blood in them when they are cooked. There's no difference. Besides, you need it."
"There is a difference, and I don't need it, I can live for a month without it."
"No you cant... not now." Tyler suddenly appeared out of nowhere with bags of shopping. "One, you are still injured, two, you are running away from the head vampires, you need your strength."
"What are you going to do if I refuse?" I answered back. Tyler thought for a minute.
"I guess I'll have to make you," he said with a cocky grin.
"I would like to see you try."
"Would you now?" I just smirked at him. "Look, Cameron..." His voice went all serious. "If you don't, I will have to make you. I honestly don't want to. If I do you will lose all trust in me and I don't want that, but I will if I have to. Because, like it or not, without this – " he said, taking the drink from Lucy's hand, " – You will die."
"You wouldn't." I suddenly felt all small again.
"Yes, I would. How can I make you understand?" he said, mostly to himself, but Lucy answered for him anyway.
"Put it this way, Cameron. If you don't drink this you're taking away your body's substances for living. So Doctor Love here would have to make you drink, because of his duty as a doctor. Like... Like when doctors send anorexic people to clinics. You know, the place where they practically force feed you until you're healthy enough to understand what you're doing to yourself? They may not like it but it's for their own good. Isn't that right?" Doctor Love nodded.
That made sense, but I didn't want it to. I just kept my mouth firmly shut.
"Please don't make me do this. I really don't want you to hate me," Tyler said and my mouth kept shut.
"You know what, I don't want to do this right now," Doctor Love said. "But it looks like I'm going to have to." All he did then was walk over to the sofa and put the drink on the table. I was confused to say the least. Then he patted the seat next to him. I gave him a raised eyebrow. Does he really think I'm that stupid? He chuckled.
"You're not craving for it now, and its much easier to make you have it when you're craving for it." That made sense so I came and sat down next to him and Lucy came and sat next to me. We watched TV for hours and somehow (I really can't remember how) I ended up with my back up against Tyler's side, my head on his back and his arm around me. I felt really tired. He then picked up the glass with the smoothie inside and placed the straw by my lips. I closed them shut. He shrugged and put the straw to his lips and drank a tiny sip. A small amount of jealousy came into my head, don't ask me why, but I quickly pushed it away. About 10 minutes later he drunk a small amount of the drink and then put it up against my lips, it still didn't work. It came to the point where I was drifting in and out of consciousness when he drank a bit and then put it to my lips. My lips parted silently and he put the straw in my mouth. "Come on, you can do it," he said and I started drinking. Once I started I couldn't stop until it was all gone. "Good girl," he said to me as I was drinking. Once it was all gone he put it back onto the table. The last words I heard before I went to sleep were, "Told you."
When I woke up on the sofa I had a weird sense of déjà vu, but brushed it off. I felt mad but I had no idea why. Then it hit me, all my memorises came back from last night. Tyler was so dead. How dare he force feed me?
"You're finally awake, sleepy head," Tyler said.
"YOU!"
"You," he replied in a grin.
"How dare you?" I said, marching up to him. "You had no right!"
"Yeah, but you needed it."
"I'm going to kill you!"
"How?"
"With my super cool vampire stuff!" At that he chuckled
"Ok, first, 'super cool vampire stuff'? What the fuck? And second, you don't have any vampire strength because you're low on blood."
"What do you mean, 'low on blood'? You force fed me some earlier."
"And all that blood is being used up putting your bodyweight back to normal and healing your injuries. You need to drink often." I didn't have a smart answer for that so I didn't say anything at all. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out another smoothie. NO.
"Hell no! No fucking way!"
"Come on now, its animal, not human. It's in food and it doesn't look or have the texture of blood, so what's the problem?"
"Because it's still blood."
"Please... for me?" he said in a sickly sweet tone. You're taking away your body substances for living. Lucy's words came into my head. I took in a deep breath. I'm just going to have to suck it up, Lucy's right, I'm stopping my body from living and I really didn't want to die. I walked over and took the glass from his hands – noticing his small smile of achievement – and stared at it for a while. Then put it to my lips and drunk every single bit, trying not to think about how yummy it was. I hated myself for it. Tyler took the glass from my hands and put it into the dishwasher, and Lucy came bouncing into the room.
"Hiya," she said to Tyler and then saw me. "Oh, good! You're up. Come on, we have got to get ready!" Lucy said excitedly dragging me into Tyler's bedroom.
"For what?" I asked.
"To see our parents." For the next hour and a half we spent the time getting ready. Tyler got us some cereal to eat while we were getting ready, I spent a good 40 minutes in the shower, 10 minutes inspecting my injuries (which, by the way, had really healed in such a short space of time, all of my small cuts were gone, my bruises had faded...they were still there, but were a lot better and the big scrape across my stomach had closed up and the stitches dissolved, but there was still a bright red line there) 10 minutes blow-drying my hair, twenty minutes getting dressed and deciding what to wear and the last 10 minutes stuffing cereal down my throat. I took one last look in the mirror. I was really small. Unnaturally small. I could not have weighed more than 90 pounds. I wanted nothing more than to have my curvy figure back. I shoved on a blue hoodie and black converses that Tyler bought. And I was wearing some black skinny jeans. I looked at the label of the jeans when I was getting changed and it was a size 4. I wanted to be back to my size 10. (A/N: Size 4 in the UK is Size 2 in the USA. )
"Are you ready?" Tyler asked.
"Yes," I said, taking a deep breath and putting my hood up. Last thing we needed was police stopping us in the street.
When we got to the hotel we went round the back entrance for the employees to get in and went to the hotel room. It turned out that Tyler dropped off the notes when I was asleep. The wait for the knock on the door took forever. When we heard it Tyler told us to go into the bathroom. When I heard my mum's voice, it was tearing me apart not to just run in there, and I could tell it was doing the same to Lucy too. After about 5 minutes we heard the best and the most dreaded thing in the world.
"You can come out now, they're clean."
Lucy grabbed onto my hand and we opened up the bathroom door.
So that's it, please tell me what you think. Any idea's, comments ect would be great because I have no idea where this story is going.
Thanks to xxBlackwaterQueenxx for beingmy beta. I really recommended her work, it's amazing. She's on my favourites.
Thanks for reading.
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