Hey all, another chapter for you. I think this is the longest one yet.

How will the other three take the news?

Disclaimer: I do not own Morganville or its residents. I only own Cecile

"Not normal?" I asked calmly looking to them one at a time. I looked to Michael last, he was trying to keep his cool but I saw the smirk in his eye. My brow slightly rose when I noticed. I focused onto his thoughts, what was he thinking to make this so funny?

Has the lack of Vampire slaying rusted up their Vampires sensors? How can they not know!?

I tried not to let my smirk show after hearing that. I cleared my throat to centre myself again and look to Claire who was looking at Eve for help.

"Just tell her." Michael piped up looking calm and serious now. I would've applauded him on how fast he composed himself.

"I think she can handle it." He said looking to me. I saw the twinkle of humour in his eyes. He hadn't composed himself entirely.

Eve clasped her hands together and faced me. Claire took in a breath to calm her nerves.

I could hear both of their pulses beating rapidly with the tension that was thickening. I bit my inner cheek to keep my feelings in order; the smell of them drove my blood hunger crazy. I envied Michael.

Shane sat straighter in his seat and looked straight at me. Any more serious and I'd start nervously laughing.

Shane took in a breath, "Morganville is run by Vamps." He said and let out the rest of the air.

"Didn't anybody tell you the score before you moved in? Look, the vamps run the town. They're in charge." Eve began to lecture.

"I know." I said.

"They could drink you dr-"

"I know!" I said a bit louder so Eve could hear.

"You what?" Claire asked really confused.

I mentally face palmed. This was worse than Monica.

"I said, 'I know'." I repeated for the slower ones to hear.

"How did you find out?" Eve asked after her baffled mind caught up.

"The hard way." I answered her. I hoped that didn't give away any information they weren't ready to hear.

The four of them looked at me. That included Michael. I didn't need to hear his thoughts to know that even he was curious to know what had happened to me. But the other three didn't even know I was a monster yet.

"Those freakin' blood suckers, always picking on the tourists!" Shane grumbled.

"No offense." He said to Michael who shrugged it off. I acted as if I hadn't heard that. But how could Shane hate them so much when he lived with one?

"You poor girl." Eve cried when her imagination had pictured something about what may have happened to me. She got up off of the floor to give me a hug.

I bit my tongue as she got close. I returned the kind gesture quickly before I could take a breath. She stayed longer than I had presumed; I took in a breath and smelt her delicious scent. Her perfumed blood enticed me to take a bite. My gums pulsed wanting to let my fangs snap down. Just one bite. It wouldn't hurt…

Something must have shown on my expression to give away my intentions because Shane's eyes had widened in disgust. In the blink of an eye he was up off of the couch and yanking Eve away from me.

"What the hell Collins!" Eve yelled as she stumbled toward the couch Shane had just come from. She landed onto the cushion next to Claire.

"You're one of them!" He pointed. "You came into our house acting all innocent and oblivious. What will you Suckers come up with next to get into our veins!?"

I was frozen in shock. Not about his ranting, but by how fast he had moved.

Somehow Michael showed up next to him –Vampiric speed, I could tell- and had a hand on Shane's shoulder.

"Shane, calm-"

"No!" Shane interrupted him and shoved his hand off. "She was going to eat Eve!"

I raised a finger to explain but I backed down from a glare I received form Shane. The devil himself must have taught Shane that look.

"Did you know about this?" He asked Michael. The Vampire didn't know how to answer.

"Well, yes but-"

I didn't see the look on Shane's face, but Michael's expression was stone.

My mouth was silenced, but my mind wasn't.

Shane please listen. I wasn't meaning any harm. I would never hurt Eve, or any of you. Please believe me. I pleaded willing my thoughts to be heard in his mind.

"But you had that red glow in your eyes..." He began strong, but his rant slowed when he noticed my lips hadn't moved. His expression morphed into one that read horror and creeped out at the same time.

"Did you just?"

"Most probably." Michael answered and ushered Shane to sit back down, but Shane wouldn't listen.

I gave Shane a small, innocent smile but he hadn't softened. Was he really that disgusted with me?

"How many more times will this happen Cecile? When will I be able to relax in this god damned town?" he asked me with his arms crossed.

I looked to my feet; this was all going terribly wrong.

"I don't know." I whispered saying the truth. I had no idea.

"Shane, bro. She didn't mean to." Michael tried to smooth it out.

"And how do you know?" Shane snapped at him. "How long have you known her?" He pointed at me like I was nothing more than a dirty sock that hadn't been claimed.

"Shane! Calm down!" Eve yelled.

"As long as you have Shane." Michael replied in an even, quiet voice. He was trying to keep the peace, I could tell.

Shane was silent, probably studying Michael's expression to see if he was telling the truth.

Claire had been watching me the whole time. In horror at first, but out the corner of my vision I could see curiosity within her eyes.

"Have you been a Vampire long?" I heard her small voice ask. I looked up to her and took a breath.

"No." I answered.

Shane spun to look at me. I didn't see his expression.

"When were you turned?" Claire asked. Was I going to get these questions wherever I went?

"Last night." I said with a sigh, my not well hidden secrets were coming out.

"So you're a new born?" the small girl asked sitting up straighter.

"More or less." I wasn't entirely sure what that meant though.

I looked to Shane then, seeing that a civil conversation was going I thought I'd better tell him what I had previously thought to him.

"I promise I won't 'eat' you." I said with an even tone. I meant it too. "I give you my word I have no intentions on feeding on any humans." And that was the raw truth. I had even told the Founder that.

I swear I had heard sighs of relief. But Shane's stone expression didn't smooth out.

I licked my dry lips and looked back to my feet. My throat burned from being teased and from promises of sweet, warm blood running down to sooth its burning flame broken. I never knew how hard it was to live as a Vampire. Before today I never knew they had even existed.

"Are you thirsty?" I heard Claire's small voice ask. I looked up to her slowly and nodded.

"Clearly. Didn't you see her eyes go crazy red when Eve got close to her?" Shane snapped.

"If you're going to be snarky for the rest of the night go away." Eve told him sternly. Shane gave her the evils and stomped upstairs. A loud bang of a door slamming shut soon followed.

"Don't mind him. He's had a rough time with Suckers." Eve said, her voice more hushed than it was when she spoke to Shane. She was holding Claire's hand; Claire was looking at the stair case. It was obvious she wanted to follow the boy. Probably to make sure he was ok.

I noticed then that Michael had disappeared while Shane had been causing a ruckus. He returned from the direction of the kitchen and handed me a bottle. Before taking it I looked up to him, what was it?

"Trust me, you need it." Michael said urging me to take the bottle. It was warm and when I opened the cap the aroma put me into a trance. All I could think about was the blood within, getting it down my throat to stop the pain it was causing me; to fill my stomach with its sweet flavour.

I up-ended the bottle and gulped down the contents. Everyone else in the room didn't matter to me; all I was focused on was the blood.

When the last drop was gone, my consciousness returned and I realized I wasn't alone. The girls were staring at me, Claire looked a little green and Eve blinked the shock from her eyes. Michael was still standing next to me but with his arms now folded.

I wiped my lips with the back of my hand. I looked at the red that came from my face, had I been a little too greedy when I had fed?

I couldn't take my eyes off of my hand, thoughts flooded my mind. I really was a monster. How could these people put up with this behaviour? Why didn't they just run for their lives, stake me now?

"Boy, you musta been hungry." I heard, but I couldn't recognise the voice. I licked my hand to be rid of the excess blood that remained.

I couldn't create words with my mouth; I was still savouring the taste.

"Why didn't you tell us you were a Vamp?" Eve asked. I swallowed the remanding flavour to answer.

"To be honest, you never asked."

Eve rolled her eyes at that, but Claire let out a small giggle.

"There's one other thing you don't know." I said looking at them both.

I can hear your every thought. I thought in my mind and willed Eve and Claire to hear me.

I had the girls in my sight, their eyes had widened.

"Did you just?" Eve asked.

"You didn't move your…" Claire began.

"How do you do that?" Michael asked guessing that I had talked to the girls through my mind.

Oh boy, this one I knew would be tougher to explain than the blood sucking thing. It sucks to be me right now.

There you are, 'The truth is out'. What will happen next in Cecile's life?

Stay tuned.