Disclaimer: All rights and characters belong to Stephanie Meyer; I'm just borrowing them for a bit.

Chapter 13

Aurelia - My Big Mouth

When mum streaked out of the classroom at a hundred miles an hour, I knew that this hadn't been a success; that she hadn't healed a little for all her efforts, she was slipping instead. Those damn freaking Cullens were going to be the end of us; of us all, at this rate and I had to do something to stop it.

Walking out of the classroom at a brisk walk, I practically sprinted to my Ferrari, my haven at this moment, knowing I needed to get away before I was followed. I heard light footsteps behind me and groaned; they were too light for any human, so it only left the Cullens. Damn them all to hell I wanted to scream at them and then beat the living daylights out of them, but I had to run away right now, not fight them; especially in the middle of the Forks High parking lot, swarming with students. But god, how I wish I could knock some sense into them, for being the most mindless being to ever walk this earth and the most cruel.

Running a top speed, I bolted down the tarmac; desperately trying to get away from the five vampires following me. I may be strong, but there was no way on earth I was going to be able to best all of them at the same time by myself. So I kept on running like a wild thing, when the inevitable happened. I tripped. Before my head hit the tarmac with a crack, I yelled out in my mind, screaming at whoever the fool is that thought genetic inheritance was a good thing… DAMN MUM'S HUMAN CLUMSINESS!

Finally the fact that I had just smacked my head into concrete hit me, and my vision blurred, before the world disappeared in the inky blackness engulfing me; but I knew it wouldn't last, it had never lasted the last few times it had happened. God I wish that it would last.

Opening my eyes, I immediately narrowed them; my body trembling in anger, frustration and a very large amount of annoyance. I was completely surrounded by freaking Cullens on all sides; yet I could also see the trees surrounding them, and feel the grass beneath me. So I was in a freaking forest then, with the freaking Cullens; the people I wanted to see least in the world right now, because at this moment I wanted to strangle each and every one of them… just great.

Seeing no other alternatives than using my lovely vampire skills, I hissed at them loudly and viciously, then smiled slightly when they all jumped back in fright and shock. And then I was on the ground. Scratch that; pinned to the ground by five set of hands. Gritting my teeth and grinding them together, I could feel the boiling rage bubbling up inside me violently; screaming to be released on the poor, unsuspecting lowlifes.

But I couldn't do that with them all holding my body to the ground, so I did the next best thing I could think of; I screamed. "LET. GO. OF. ME. NOW!"

They flinched at the sheer loudness of my demand, but still refused to budge an inch. Were they stupid or what? Who in their right mind pins an irate vampire to the ground and then refuses to let them go, even if said vampire is screaming at them to let her go?

My little rant in my head was interrupted by the thoughts running through Jasper's mind and Edward's as well, and when I read them I wasn't just angry anymore, I was enraged. God, I wanted to kill them; to let my rage take over. Let loose.

At Jasper's thought warning to Edward, who had yet to take my demand to release me seriously, I snapped. I'd show them anger. Feel them all you want, you backstabbing bastards. "You had better listen, Edward, Jasper is right. I AM SO VERY ANGRY!"

Everyone just stared at me wide-eyed for several moments, while Edward's mouth opened and shut wordlessly like a goldfish, before he finally whispered incredulously, "You can read minds?"

At that, something inside me just snapped. Well, not something, it was most definitely the rage and pain that had been building inside me for eighty years, but whose counting anyways? So that snapped, and suddenly there was a raging fire inside me that was burning wildly out of control, and my vision was filling with red. I glared at him and spoke the words I never thought I'd say after these eight long decades, to the man I had hoped I would never have to see. "Really, I had absolutely no idea. Now where do you think I got that from, Father?"

Time stood still for just a second after those words tumbled from my lips in a contempt-filled hiss, and I knew I had made a very big mistake. His head snapped up so fast you could practically feel the whiplash, and I cringed at the next word that left his mouth, "Father?"

And if that wasn't bad enough, everyone else decided to join in on the party, their voices echoing the word loudly after Edward's hoarse one, "FATHER?"

Damn, now mum is really going to kill me when she gets back. Forget burning the house down, compared to this, she'd let me burn down all of Washington and our house.

Slapping a hand to my lips to stop them from pouring out anything else in a fit of anger, I did the only thing that I could in this very, very bad situation; I ran for dear life and hoped that the Cullens were too stunned by my bombshell to even think about following me. God damn, my big mouth was going to get us all killed.