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Chapter 11
The book fell to the tiled floor with a loud bang. Yakov jumped in surprise and his frightened eyes looked up at me. But I could barely tell.
As soon as I had read that name I had lost all control. I could feel my breathing begin to accelerate as I started to hyperventilate. (AN: That rhymes! Kinda.) My knees began to buckle and I slid to the floor, my head resting against the book shelf.
"Edward," It had said. The hole in my chest began to rip slowly but almost more painfully then ever. Yakov cautiously approached me. I would be scared too. My appearance must have been quite frightening, lying on the floor, breathing erratic, and I was sure that my eyes were coal black.
Yakov slowly leaned down to my level and looked me in the eye.
"Izzy," He whispered, "What happened?" His eyes were questioning, he obviously had no idea what had caused my reaction. He picked up the book and scanned over the page he knew I had been on. When he did not find anything odd or frightening in any way, he held the book out to me. My eyes widened as I stared at the page. That one word seemed to beckon me, allowing me to see no other words. I let my hand instantly travel to that one word, and I gently touched the spot where it lay.
"Edward?" He questioned.
I closed my eyes and doubled over in pain as the wound ignited into a wild flame, licking at my insides. I moaned as I lay clutching my waist. Yakov grabbed me around the waist and gently hoisted me to my feet.
From there he guided me through the rest of the library, down the stairs, and out into the busy street. I suppose it was like New York. No one was really concerned about anybody else; they just tried to get to their destination as quickly as possible. Yakov slowly brought one of my arms up to his shoulders.
Yakov removed one of his arms from waist and placed it across my shoulders. He guided me through the crowd back towards the coffee shop and my apartment. Then he brought me through the door and up the stairs. He stopped at my door and shifted me so that one arm was still around my waist and I was leaning into his shoulder. He grabbed a string of kings from his pocket, which clanged together horribly, and brought forth a key which he unlocked my door with.
Yakov dragged me inside and brought me to my bed and lay me down. I was no longer clutching my waist but my breathing was still unreliable. Yakov sat back and watched me as I slowly curled into a ball, hiding my face in my knees.
As my breathing slowed and I began to calm down, Yakov decided to speak.
"Who is Ed-." I cut him off; I didn't want the flame to be brought back to life, instead of slowly dieing down which it was currently doing.
"Don't say his name," I muttered and pushed my face further into my knees.
"Who is he? Or do you just have a phobia of that name?" There was a smile in his voice and I looked up to see a small smile adorning his face. I couldn't help but smile back a little.
"He is- or was, my well, I guess he was my fiancé. But . . . we were more then that. We were . . . in love. And it wasn't just fake teenage love; it was the real, once in a life time, soul mate type love." I knew I was smiling now, remembering all the good times we had shared together; the meadow stuck most clearly in my mind. Out of the corner of my mind I could see Yakov smiling sadly.
"What happened?" He asked softly. I rolled over with my back facing him; I didn't want to see him while I explained this.
"I- I made a decision for, um, for my life which he thought was, well wrong. It was so that we could be together, he knew my decision yet he didn't except it. I followed through with my decision and was extremely happy with the results. Yet, he ignored the fact that then we could really be together and instead wallowed in his grief that I had made the wrong decisions. So . . . I left. I couldn't take it anymore. If he was going to act like that fo-for the rest of our lives then I might as well just be on my own. And I went as far away and in the least likely place I could think of which happened to be here."
"It wasn't an illegal decision was it?" Yakov asked cautiously. Maybe he thought he was dealing with a druggy or serial killer or some crazy thing. I chuckled at the idea and rolled back over. Yakov was staring at me inquisitively.
"No," I laughed, "It defiantly wasn't an illegal decision." Well, maybe if people knew about being changed into vicious, bloodsucking, vampires they might make it illegal. I smiled at the thought.
"Then what was it?" I was brought back by Yakov's voice. As I stared at him I could see the wheels in his head turning. Somehow, he must have noticed inhuman things about me, like I had in him, and was trying to get the truth out of me. I knew he wasn't stupid but maybe I underestimated him.
"You aren't going to figure it out that easily." I whispered. A normal human would not have been able to hear me but Yakov answered me.
"Well, I will figure you out soon Izzy." I watched him and smirked. His senses, or at least his hearing was stronger then what it should be.
"Ah, so you did hear me." My smirk grew bigger as his eyes slowly widened, realizing that I had been testing him. "Yakov, I am also going to figure you out soon. I am not stupid, to say the least, but if you don't want me to know you might want to try a little bit harder." I was still smirking and chuckled as I watched his face turn into a sulk. He looked like a small child that was disobeying his parents.
"You should try a bit harder too Izzy." He was trying to put it all on me, take the pressure off himself.
"Who said that I was trying to keep my secret from you?" I questioned. After a slight silence I hopped from where I lay on the bed and walked out my front door and through the halls to the coffee shop with Yakov on my heels.
Yay! Sorry I haven't posted forever, this chapter has been ready for a long time. I got a job, and went on trips and then got sick. My intentions were to update a lot. I should have more time for the next couple days though and now that the story is heating up I think I will be updating more. Author 2 is on a trip. Keep reviewing and I will keep writing.
