The next morning I was positive that last night was a vivid dream. Of course Emmett was human; obviously I was suffering from sleep deprivation. I hadn't been sleeping well since that night in the forest with him. Whilst in the shower I was thinking about last night and by the time that I returned to my room I was no longer convinced that it was a dream; that look on Emmett's face I couldn't imagine up by myself. I was irritable at breakfast and my sisters couldn't fail to notice my lack of input about random conversations. Fortunately they didn't say anything though.
As today was Sunday I decided to do some homework, I started with a biology report and as I was half way through it when the phone rang. I thought that this was a bit odd as I wasn't expecting anyone to call. I answered it and to my surprise I heard Emmett's voice 'Hi Kaylea, are you still coming over later today?'
'I didn't think you wanted me round, not after last night'
'I do, I just went so quick last night because I needed to talk to my father'
'And have you?'
'Yes' and he left it like that.
'And…' I was dying to know what he had talked to his father about, and about the outcome of that conversation.
'He said that's it's fine and that you can come round later'
'What's fine?'
'I'll tell you later, I'll pick you up at two. Love you' he hung up. I swear that he was deliberately being secretive just to annoy me. My head was now full of questions: Why did he need to talk to his father? What's fine? And was this to do with his identity?
I told my parents that I was going out again, they agreed but noticed that I was distracted 'Are you ok Kaylea? You seem unfocused' my eyes turned from the clock to my mother.
'Yes, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?' my eyes returned to the clock.
'You just seem as though you're not with us any more' her voice sounded so sad that I tore my eyes off the clock again
'I'm sorry mum; it's just that I've had a lot on my mind'
'Anything you want to share with your old mum?'
'Nah, not really'
'Oh, ok' obviously she was expecting me to share my problems with her, but what could I say: I think my boyfriend isn't human. She'll have me locked in a loony asylum.
'Sorry mum, but I really can't say anything'
'Don't worry its fine' and she walked into the next room leaving me to wallow in my self-made guilt.
Just as the clock chimed two o'clock there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Emmett standing with a box of chocolates, the gesture was so unexpected that I burst out laughing, and his bemused expression made me laugh even more. I don't know what he thought of me at that moment, but I didn't really care. I hadn't laughed like this for ages. When I stopped laughing, I finally noticed that Emmett had a look in his eyes that suggested that he wanted to laugh as well. It was a little glint of amusement. However when he talked he sounded deadly serious 'Are you coming or do I have do stand out here all day and watch you make a fool out of yourself' my face fell so quickly, I thought he was being serious but then he smiled and said 'Only pulling your tail'
Emmett had an amazing car, although I couldn't really call it a car, more like a monster jeep. Its tyres must have been 3 feet high and there were four large lights on the crash bar. Its top was red. It didn't drive like a car either, the wheels made the vehicle bounce with every little jolt, however I thoroughly enjoyed it; I'd always been an adrenaline junkie. Emmett drove like a maniac, I quickly looked at the dashboard and was staggered to see 130mph. 'Are you in a rush or something?'
'What?' he turned to look at me.
'You're going at 130 miles per hour'
'I always drive like this, I don't see the point in going slow if you can go fast' he grinned widely at me.
'I totally agree with you' I didn't mention that I'd never go 130 down a carriageway. Apart from that chat we didn't talk much. I was enjoying the ride too much. The house astounded me as much as it did the first time I saw it, I still couldn't believe that Emmett lived here. He rode into the garage and I gasped at all the cars in there, I wasn't much of a car enthusiast but even I got excited when I spotted a red BMW convertible, a black Mercedes, a yellow Porsche and a black Aston Martin. 'Wow! You have amazing cars'
'Well we all like to drive fast' he winked at me and beckoned me to follow him.
As we entered the main room we saw that his whole family had gathered to talk to us, or just me. His family looked like they did last time, however this time his mother and father were there as well. They too had golden eyes, and I hadn't noticed last time but each family member was ghostly pale. Something was worrying me though the parents looked too young to be parents, but then I remembered what Leigh-Anne told me; the children are all adopted. The blonde haired dad spoke to me first 'Welcome Kaylea, it's very nice to meet you, I'm Carlisle'
'Hello Carlisle it's nice to meet you too'
'I'm Esme' she had a very motherly look about and her caramel coloured hair bounced when she walked forwards to shake my hand. Carlisle suddenly looked more serious.
'Kaylea there's something you need to know before you can become more involved with Emmett' I looked at Emmett and he winked at me.
'Ok'
'Right you promise not to get… what was the word again Emmett?'
'Freaked'
'Yep that's it. Promise not to get freaked out, ok'
'Yeah, I'll try not to' Emmett moved nearer to me and wrapped an arm around my waist, as though comforting me.
'Well,' He looked uncomfortable 'the thing is we're not what you think we are. We're different from everyone else'
'I'd kind of worked that out for myself actually' I smiled at the beautiful family around me.
'Oh, do you know what we are?'
'No I don't'
'Well we're vampires' my knees buckled beneath me and I saw blackness.
