Chapter 9
I walked with my mom, Damon trailing behind us. We walked just faster than human pace, my mother must want to stall. I was angry she had stopped me and Damon, I thought that was the time. Plus she had told him I was a virgin. Gawd, that must have been a major turn off. He must have been with dozens of women. Ugh, I hate my life right now.
When we arrived at the house my family, Jake, and Nahuel were talking in the living room. Nahuel looked up and saw it in my eyes. I was like an open book to him. He looked at Damon and growled quietly, my father had a puzzled look on his face. My mother looked at him and nodded. Nahuel got up and grabbed my good arm,
"We need to talk." He hissed in my ear. I was shocked. Angry Nahuel, is not a good Nahuel.
"Okay." I squeaked. My voice filled with confusion. I looked back at Damon who was obviously struggling not to lunge at Nahuel. Nahuel pulled me out of their earshot.
"Were you going to have sex with him? You remember the fact that you can get pregnant right!" Nahuel snapped. Nahuel was against our kind breeding together or with anything else for that matter.
"It is none of your business. If I chose to sleep with Damon then I will." I snapped back. Nahuel looked furious. He hated it when we didn't agree. Then he was running, I began to run after him, he was heading for the house.
"No." I whispered. I knew he planned on hurting, or trying to hurt Damon.
"Nahuel No!" I screeched. Nahuel kept running. He made it to the house seconds before me. He crashed Damon up against a wall. Damon was shocked and didn't even attempt to fight back.
"I swear to god if you ever." He hissed. I looked at my mother in panic, she nodded. Nahuel's mind was blocked.
"Ha, jealous are we?" Damon taunted. Nahuel was suddenly up against the wall. "Wouldn't want to break Mommy dearest's house now would we?" Nahuel just hissed. Damon let him go and gave me a questioning look. I shrugged. Not knowing exactly what had happened.
"What the hell?" My father said. He was probably angry, he looked at my mother who put her hand on his arm. She must have let Damon's mind slip because yet again he was up against the wall.
"How dare you think of my daughter that way?" He screamed. Venom pooled in his mouth.
"Daddy! No!" I screeched. My father pulled his arm back about to punch Damon's face. When a blur happened my father and Damon were on the ground, Damon on top.
"I am stronger than you. Never doubt this. Your daughter was not forced. She happily obliged." Damon was not only stating a fact, but boasting, too. My father growled and stopped.
"We knew this would happen. Edward we need to talk." My mother hissed. Damon jumped off and landed next to me. "Nessie meet us at the cottage in thirty minutes, okay?" I nodded helplessly. My parents flitted away. Everyone except for me, Damon, and Nahuel looked absolutely puzzled.
"What just happened?" Aunt Rose asked. Damon let a sly smile slip and I cringed.
"They almost slept together!" Nahuel responded loudly. I gasped, oh my god. They were gonna kill Damon. Probably Emmett or Jazz would, they had never even tolerated the idea of me dating. Emmett growled loudly, I jumped in front of him,
"NO! Calm down." I hissed. Without thinking he threw me to the side, Damon let out a feral growl and lunged for Emmett. "Stop! Please!" Emmett and Damon stopped, Damon's fangs were extended and his eyes were black with his veins sticking out. I was shocked, I had never seen him like this before. He looked so angry, so animalistic.
His face slowly became human again, his fangs disappeared and his eyes returned to the blue I loved. Uncle Emmett looked at me apologetically. Already hurt, he thought he was making it worse.
"Sorry. I was in the zone you know." He said sadly. I smiled and nodded. Damon came over and helped me up,
"You sure your okay?" He asked looking over my body worridly.
"Yeah, I am fine." I replied. I brushed my pants off and went and sat down on the couch. "I should probably go to the cottage." I said. I got up and began walking to the cottage. Damon got up and walked next to me,
"Are you sure you should be walking with me?" I asked giving him a questioning look.
"Can't get much worse can it?" He laughed. I smiled, he pulled my hand into his walking with me slowly. The cottage came into view. We stopped Damon pulled me behind a tree. Afraid to talk i. Case my parents heard us, I sent Damon a message with my power. What are you doing? He smiled and gently put his lips on mine. For the third time the kiss became heated and frantic. My hand went to his hair, pulling the midnight locks softly. His hand were wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him. I broke for air and suddenly had an idea. I pulled away. Follow me.
He gave me a look of confusion and I pulled out of his grasp and began to run as fast as my half vampire legs could carry me. I looked back, he was gone. Hopefully following me. I turned a swift corner and headed towards my secret place.
I stopped as I got close. Damon appeared by my side,
"What is this place?" He asked curiously.
"My Secret Place, it is only a are going on a roadtrip Damon." I ordered. He raised his eyebrow.
"We are?" He said smiling.
We are! Now I need some thing so come on inside." I said happily. I looked up at my secret place. It was a small one story house, it was abandoned. Old and run down it was perfect. No one would guess I his thong here. I pushed the front door open and was welcomed by the dusty parlor, in the far end was a safe. It was locked tight, it held some money. I went over to it and put in the code. It opened with ease and I pulled out a couple thousand in cash. Damon looked shocked.
"Where?" He asked suddenly.
"Every time my Aunt Alice and I would go shopping I would get a little change at every store. It adds up." I replied smugly. He smiled and laughed loudly. I then headed upstairs and grabbed some clothes I had stored here.
"Okay, let's go to the garage and get out of here." I said stuffing the money in the oversized wallet in my bag.
"Garage?" Damon said following me. I pushed open an old door and turned on the dim light. There were two cars, a sleek dark blue 1970 Dodge Challenger and a 2011 Ford Mustang GT.
"Which one?" I asked.
"Charger." Damon replied quickly. I smiled and pulled the key off a hook, I jumped into the driver's seat and pushed a button. The garage door opened and I zoomed out. I was going on a roadtrip.
