Hidden past chap 10

Hey guys really sorry that I've taken so long to update, but I've had a really good excuse I've been studying for my CBE (credit by exam) so that I can skip English two. Also just got my report card I passed maths! I don't have the foggiest fuck as to how because I got a 33 on my exam which counts as two test grades (everyone failed even the kids who always take notes, I mean I studied all flipping night) must have been because of my Lego house. I also received a 95 in ap world history and my mum was like how the hell did you do that, that's supposed to be the hard class, oh well. On to your featured programming.

"Your friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you."

- Elbert Hubard

As the last bell of the week rang, I quickly gathered my belongings, hastily threw them into my bag and made my way out of the school. I had managed, up until now, to avoid Elizabeth and the conversation that would ensue.

I left out a sigh of relief, as I stepped out of the bustling parking lot and began the 5 mile walk home that Elizabeth hadn't managed to corner me and force me to tell her everything. I know what you're thinking why not lie? You barely know the chick. But since the first moment I laid eyes on her I knew that I would never ever be able to look her straight in the face and lie. And that's the reason I can't face her.

My inner voice, who is a total douche, decided to put his two sense in "Just tell her. What's the worst that could happen?"

My answer to this was to mentally give him a stare that said "do you really wanna discuss that?"

He replied with, "yes"

"Fine you want you know why not! Because I don't think going up to this chick that I hardly know and telling her that I get my ass kicked by one of the people who by all human nature laws, I shouldn't have to be afraid of!" I haughtily retorted before ignoring him.

~end of flashback~

I was ripped from my memories by the sound of the front door slamming shut. Looking up at Alice whose face was just as attentive and engrossed as it had been when I first began my story. Once I was done momentarily staring at Alice's beautiful face, I glanced at the clock and realized that I was fixing to be late for work.

"Shit!" I mumbled under my breath before turning my gaze back to Alice "I gotta go to work, sorry can we finish this another time?" I asked tentatively while searching in her tawny iris for acceptance over my past.

"Okay, Bella!" she happily answered as she made her way to my door, but not before ensnaring me in a surprisingly warm embrace, considering that she's a Vampyre and all, and amorously whispering, "I love you." in her soft soprano voice, and then disappearing out my window.

I procrastinated another minute or two before putting on my black work polo, my white skinny jeans, my flash high top Converse, and lastly my required black leather belt. Once I donned my "uniform" I quickly made my way down the old wooden stairs, stepping over that annoying creaky step and made my way to my Motorcycle, not before grabbing my id, of course their very strict on that stuff down at the shooting range, and heading to work.

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Alice's POV

Hidden by the tree line, I watched as Bella swung her leg over her motorcycle, revved the powerful engine, and drove off into the distance.

I stood there, amongst the towering cedars and pines; for several minutes after the purr of Bella's engine faded away leaving me in an eerie silence that's only break was the occasional twittering of a bird, or a chattering squirrel. I used that time to process the information that Bella had confessed to me in utter trust.

It was a lot to ponder, because she hasn't gotten to the point about Haley and why she's not with her, yet, nor has she gotten really in-depth about her relationship with Elizabeth. I guess that's why I took so long to process the information, I haven't received enough to know the full story, but what I do know is causing me to think that something bad has happened to Bella. I just wonder what it was.

I was removed from my thoughts by the ring of my phone. Flipping it open I looked to see who was calling and when I saw Esme's name I immediately answered.

"Hey Esme, you need something?" I asked in a cheerful voice, in attempts to not give away any indication of my previous troubled thoughts.

"Not really dear" apparently she bought it because she answered in her usual motherly manner "Just wanted to know when you would be coming home, Eleazar called and said that they were about to leave and will be here in a few hours."

Holding the phone away from me I mumbled (A/N at first I wrote let out but then realized what that implies) a quick "Oh shit." before answering my covens matriarch, "I'm on my way now." We then exchanged a few more words before hanging up.

After ending my conversation I began to walk home, human speed, being that I wasn't in too big of a rush.

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Tanya's POV

I let out a content sigh as I drove along the highway, the rest of my coven following close behind. I loved driving it gave me time to think, time to process my emotions, something that I desperately needed right now considering the strange sense of longing that has practically been oozing from my every orifice.

"What could it be?" I thought out loud, in a frustrated way, as I slammed my head against the steering wheel which caused my car to loudly honk. I'm sure that if I was human my face would have turned as red as a cherry from embarrassment. I quickly turned and looked back behind me to see if my family had noticed, luckily enough it seemed as though they hadn't.

So with a breath of relief I turned my focus back to the problem at hand, trying to figure out the cause of this strange yearning/pull that I have been feeling. I made a mental list of causes, considering each possibility as I went and then realizing why it was wrong:

~Maybe I've contracted a disease, nope not that I'm a Vampyre, we don't get diseases.

~Maybe I'm just super horny. Possible I haven't had any in a while.

~Maybe it's a sign that I'm going to finally meet my mate or something.

I stopped at the last option and felt a small spark of hope, maybe after all these years I was going to find my mate soon. Despite my hopefully feelings, I knew to keep them to myself or have to deal with Kate's constant teasing. I could picture her now "Tanya's lonelyyyyy, Tanya's hornyyyyy, Tanya wans a familyyyy, Tanya wants a babyyyyyy from her mateyyyyy!" she would sing that all damn day no doubt. So I decided to keep that little shinning beacon of hope to myself.

I couldn't help but try and imagine my mate; he would have strong broad shoulders, a firm chest built but not to built, he would have beautiful ripped abs, nice firm ass and legs. What colour would his hair be, hoping for brown or black? Would he have a beard, or would he be clean shaven, or perhaps be somewhere in the middle of the two had have some sexy stubble. Just imagining him sent shivers down my spine and the area between my legs to moisten.

In attempts to cool down before we arrived at our "cousins" I turned on some music in hopes of taking my thoughts of how hot he would be.

Searching for channels, I finally stumbled on my favourite song, turning it up it let myself be consumed by the melody and by the hum of the engine.

Crazy, I'm crazy for feeling so lonely

I'm crazy, crazy for feeling so blue

I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted

And then someday you'd leave me for somebody new

Worry, why do I let myself worry?

Wond'ring what in the world did I do?

Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you

I'm crazy for trying and crazy for crying

And I'm crazy for loving you

Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you

I'm crazy for trying and crazy for crying

And I'm crazy for loving you.

The voice of Patsy Cline rang loud and clear leaving me in a tranquil state where all my thoughts and worries disappeared.

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Bella's POV

As I entered the firing range I was greeted with several "Hey Bella's" from some of the regulars that I have gotten to know pretty well since starting this job. Hellos weren't the only thing I received as I entered the range, I was also greeted with a since of longing and hope…
I brushed the sudden emotions off and smiled when I heard one of my favourite songs Crazy, as I quickly made my way to the employee locker room to put my bags away and get my ear muffs.

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