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Pain.
I couldn't feel the pain anymore. This was my first thought as I resurfaced from my subconscious state. It was just a dull numb, filling my body.
Jacob.
This was my second thought as I resurfaced from my subconscious state. Oh, my God. I yelled at him. Doubted him. Hurt his feelings. I opened my eyes slowly, taking in my darkened room. I couldn't tell if it was night or not, but it wasn't hard to notice the obvious: Jacob was not there. He hates me.
I took in a deep breath, letting the air fill my lungs. At least I was still human. I rolled my head, the hair falling into my eyes. Was it just me, or did it look a shade darker? And bouncier? I slowly sat up, each movement left my bones aching. I was still stiff, but it felt like brand new rubber. With each movement my limbs were slowly adjusting, becoming more flexible.
Cautiously, I looked into the mirror. I still looked the same…or did I? My lips seemed redder than I remembered, more plump too. And my eyes seemed wider than usual, but my eye color apparently was the same familiar shade. I lifted one finger slowly reaching up to touch my cheek, but flinching back slightly at my touch. It felt…cold.
Whatever had been going on…for however long it had been going on, I wasn't sure…had changed me. I had a sickly feeling in the pit of my stomach that not only was I going to have to accept that the vampire world was real, but that I was now a living in it. Quite possibly as its newest member…
The door-handle to my room jiggled, and I threw myself back down swiftly onto the bed and pretended to be asleep. I wasn't ready to face whoever was coming through that door just yet. I closed my eyes and pretended to be unconscious still.
"There." I could hear my mother say as she and a group of people stepped into the room. I could sense Jacob wasn't one of them. I cursed to myself, wanting so badly to see him again and apologize. But I could also pick up a tension in the room. Something wasn't right.
A cold hand touched my cheek. "Mmm." Someone murmured and the voice took me off guard. It sounded like a little girl was speaking. "Interesting." She mused again, lifting up my eye-lid. Without seeming to be awake, I let her lift my eyelid without resistance, letting my eye-ball roll slightly back as if to appear I was still asleep. I quickly studied the girl in front of me before she let go. She looked like she was about nine years old, cloaked in black, with a very girl-ish and innocent face. She was also extraordinarily adorable, so much so that I doubted her humanity.
"Marcus, this is an extremely rare one. They weren't joking." The girl commented to someone else. I vaguely recognized the name, but I was having trouble placing it. He was a vampire for sure.
"I can see that." The guy I assumed was Marcus spoke. There was a silence and I could feel their eyes on me.
"Well, I'll have to consult with Aro and Caius still, but it seems like moving her is the only choice if she chooses to become a vampire. Most likely with the rest of her other relatives. She cannot stay with you, of course. However, if what Carlisle had said to us earlier is true…and she does decide to remain human, than she can stay with you." Marcus spoke, and I absorbed his words. So, did this mean I was only half-a-vampire, and I had the choice? It was coming back to me now, in a fuzzy haze, the fact that Carlisle was in my room. My uncle was here, describing my situation. At least, I thought it was my uncle. I hadn't seen him in so long it was hard to tell. And even though it seemed like a thousand years ago, I could remember him explaining my options. Of course, I was going in and out of it, but I definitely remembered the whole "choice" part.
"As soon as she wakes up, we will explain it to her." I heard my dad speak.
"Of course." The girl cooed. "Felix, would you mind getting us dinner while we wrap things up here? I'm famished."
"Of course, Jane." A deep and seductive voice responded.
I took a chance and slightly opened one eye, observing the room. Jane was facing the two men, Marcus and Felix. No sign of Carlisle. I could see my parents in the corner, wincing at the suggestion of Jane's dinner. It wasn't hard to figure out why. The Volturi, my mind placed all the pieces together. The flesh-eating, blood-sucking, kingdom keepers of the vampire world were standing in my room. I closed my eye again.
"You do realize that she only has a year to rid herself of her vampire tendencies or she'll become one permanently?" Marcus questioned.
"Yes," I heard my dad reply. "Actually, she needs three months within the next year to cleanse herself and stay cleansed. If not, then…yes, we realize she will become a vampire."
"And you're not worried she will choose to stay and develop herself as a vampire?" Jane questioned. She had a sickly sweet tone about her voice.
"Of course we are." My mother snapped. "But we know our daughter…she'll want to stay human."
"Mmm," Jane mused, sounding unconvinced. I wanted to sit up and smack her. Of course I wasn't going to become a vampire. Mainly because my mind was starting to wander back to Jacob, and what this would do to our relationship.
"Well, we'll be back in a few days." I heard Marcus say. "Hopefully by then, she'll be awake and able to give us her answer." He said the last part like he was looking for reassurance.
"Yes." My father said. "We'll be meeting shortly, then."
"Have a good evening." Marcus said as I listened to their footsteps leave my room and echo out in the hallway. There was silence.
I opened my eyes and realized my fists were clenched. I slowly loosened up, absorbing everything about my situation. So, I was going to have to stay free of vampire tendencies for a while. No problem. There was no way I was being sent off to Alaska. Not when Jacob was here. I sat staring at my ceiling, the moonlight starting to leak through my blinds.
I wondered where Jacob was. If he had been here earlier, he was probably long gone by now. I remembered that my parents had told me the Volturi weren't aware of the werewolves yet.
Of course, this is all assuming he even bothered to show up after I had treated him. I groaned to myself. I was itching to get out and see if he would ever forgive me, but my better judgment out-ruled that temptation. I would have to make sure everyone was asleep, still. There was no way I was facing hours of interrogation. Especially if the Volturi were still nearby.
I carefully stood up off my bed, expecting a woozy head-spinning side effect. I was surprised to find I had none. I walked at what I considered a slow pace to the full-sized mirror on the other side of my bedroom, but found myself standing in front of it with a blink of an eye. I didn't have time to marvel at my speed as I caught my reflection in the mirror.
Wow. I always thought I looked okay before, but this was just…a different level of okay. I mean, I still looked the same…just a bit enhanced. I had gotten curvier, with a more defined hour-glass type of shape. And my hair looked like I had just stepped out of the salon when really it should have looked like I had been stuck with the FLU for a week. It was like I had gotten a make-over or something. I had never been one to care about my looks, but I couldn't help but somewhat admire my new figure. No one ever mentioned turning vampire came with a new body.
As I reached up to bounce my hair around, my stomach let out a massive rumble. I quickly clutched my sides, hunching over slightly. I hadn't realized how hungry I was. I wondered how long it had been since I had actually eaten something.
I quickly and silently left my room, observing the quiet halls before I did. There was a light on in my parent's room for a few seconds before it flicked out. I assumed they were going to bed. I hurried down to the kitchen, moving faster than I had intended to. Even though I liked the speed, I knew I had to try and restrain myself from it. Blocking out my vampire skills was going to have to be key if I wanted to stay with Jacob and my family.
I carefully took small steps across the kitchen until I reached the fridge, slowly opening the door. The light flooded out and dully illuminated the kitchen. I quickly scanned my options. Cheese, no. Leftover pizza, no. Watermelon…definitely no. I was about to give up and shut the door when my eyes landed on a package of un-opened, un-cooked hamburger.
My stomach growled even louder.
Without a second thought, I grabbed the package, shut the door, and slid down the side of the fridge to sit on the floor. Why did this raw meat look so incredibly appetizing? I slit it open with one fingernail, sliding it across the top. The scent was irresistible at this point. I dipped a finger in and scooped up a little ball of mushy meat, sticking the finger in my mouth and sucking on it.
Before I realized it, I'd wolfed down the entire package plus two entire packs of refrigerated hot dogs. I stood up, not feeling full at all but completely satisfied. I grimaced. Maybe ignoring my vampire needs wasn't as easy as I thought it was going to be…
I shuffled up to my room, stifling a yawn. At least I could still sleep, unlike most vampires. Maybe that ability…or rather, inability, hadn't kicked in yet. Either way, I was grateful. I flopped down onto my bed, my eyes closing instantly. Before long, I was out like a light.
I couldn't sleep very well, my subconscious state consumed with fuzzy dreams coming in and out like static. My thoughts flashed from Jacob, to werewolves, to vampires, to a very disturbing dream of me eating a live cow whole.
I woke up groggily sometime during the night, my eyes only half-open. Something had woken me up, but I wasn't sure what. I lay there on my side, staring at my wall-clock. Though it was pitch black in my room, I could still read the time. It was almost three o clock in the morning. I groaned, realizing I had forgotten about sneaking out to visit Jacob after eating all the raw meat in the house. I rolled over onto my back, sensing the presence before I saw it.
I sucked in a surprised breath as a hand clamped down over my mouth. I shrieked with surprise, the sound muffled, as I took in the sight in front of me. It was Felix who was holding me down, and Jane was standing contently behind him. Judging from the force of the grip Felix had on me, and the look of pure evil on Jane's once angelic face, it wasn't hard to figure out the situation. They weren't here for a polite little chat.
I lashed out, biting down on Felix's fingers with as much force as I could muster, and was surprised when he let go and wailed in pain. He quickly recovered, though, and brought his hand down hard across my face, his slap coming with a sharp pain.
"Felix, restrain yourself." Jane commanded. "Have you forgotten how powerful she is?" She scoffed. I sat up off the bed, making a move to knock her lights out. I only got half-way across
the room before Felix grabbed me and held me in a death-grip. There was no way I was getting out of this one.
"Are you willing to cooperate, Emma?" Jane asked, like she was talking to a toddler.
"No." I spat, squirming around in Felix's grip. "Where's Marcus?" I asked, even though the question seemed stupid.
"Oh, he doesn't know about this. Of course. If he knew, or any of his brothers, this wouldn't work, would it?" She seemed to be talking to both Felix and me. She laughed sinisterly.
"I'm not afraid of you." I stated sounding braver than I really was.
She stopped laughing and stared at me, a small smile growing across her face. "Oh really?"
She narrowed her gaze and the smile spread across her face. I was vaguely aware of Felix letting go of me as I slumped to the ground in excruciating pain. I gripped my head, moaning and shaking in agony. It felt like a thousand knives were being stabbed repeatedly into every pore of my body. Just when I thought I couldn't stand it any longer, the pain was gone.
I gasped taking in deep breaths and looking up at her from the floor. I realized I was in a position where it looked like I might be kneeling to her. I didn't like it, and stumbled trying to stand up again. I was half-way between a crouch and fully standing up when I spoke again, my voice hoarse.
"What do you want from me?" I croaked, as Felix came out of nowhere and locked me in his grip again. I didn't even try to fight it; my body was too weak. The corners of my vision were going black and fuzzy.
"That's for me to know and you to find out." Jane answered, no hint of a sweet child on her voice. "Now, come on Felix. No one can find us here."
"Let. Me. Go." I commanded, realizing they were taking me with them. I was being kid-napped. Oh, God. Jacob. He doesn't know how sorry I am. He'll never know.
With one last attempt, I jabbed my elbow into Felix's abs with as much energy as I could muster. I wasn't going down without a fight, even if I wasn't exactly in my best condition. He stumbled backward a bit, grunting as he did.
"Behave, Emma." Jane said from the doorway, making her way down the stairs as if my attempts meant nothing to her. "We wouldn't want your parents waking up now, would we? And they smelled so delicious…"
I growled, a fierce canine-like snarl escaping my lips. She was right, there was no way I was letting them take my parents as mid-night snacks. I sighed, wishing I could do…something.
We were already heading down the stairs-I was slung over Felix's shoulder- and with each step the black that had covered the corners of my vision was spreading. I couldn't focus on anything anymore. Whatever Jane did to me was seriously screwing up my brain, making it harder and harder to concentrate. Where were all those cool vampire powers when you needed them?
"Jacob." I murmured.
"Huh?" I heard Felix state from above me.
"Just leave her alone." Jane commanded harshly from far away.
And then I was gone.
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"Where am I?" I heard myself speak after God-knows-when, my voice sounding like it was coming from another body. I couldn't see anything, and my ankles and wrists were tied together. I struggled against the binds, but it wasn't ordinary rope. It felt like nothing I had ever seen before used to tie up captives on the television. I had no idea where I was, but it felt like we were moving, because I was being jolted a bit. I had no idea how long I'd been out for.
Silence.
"Hello?" I asked again, my voice getting stronger. Still no response.
"HELLOOO?" This time I heard footsteps approaching.
"Shut up." The voice said, and I recognized it as Felix's.
"That's not very polite." I said, not expecting the blow to the side of my face. I gasped and coughed violently, choking on my own spit.
Nothing was being said, but I could tell he was still standing there. "Did Jane put you on guard-duty? That's pretty pathetic, taking orders from a nine year-old. You know, if I were you I'd—ooof." I gasped as his foot sung into my side. I curled into a ball and bit my lip. Obviously taunting Felix was not going to get me out of this situation.
"Jane wants you to eat." He said, getting up and leaving the room, probably to go get me food. Food. I twisted up my face in disgust, remembering what food they preferred.
"No. I won't eat it." I said, my voice shaking a bit. They were going to force me to choose becoming a vampire. I wasn't going to comply. I'd starve myself first.
"Still, whatever Jane says, goes." He replied, leaving the room.
Without warning, hot tears sprang into my eyes. Thankfully the material over my eyes didn't reveal my tears to Felix and whoever else might be nearby. I wanted to be home with Jacob. My insides ached more for him than any of the blows I had received.
I vaguely wondered if he was even thinking of me…even wondering where I was. Would he come find me? Of course he would. At least, I hoped he would. I knew I wouldn't want to come find me if I'd been treated the way I treated Jacob the last time I saw him. I stifled back a sob, cursing ever wanting to be a vampire.
It sucked.