Sadly, this is a sign my fanfic is coming to an end. Please forgive me!
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The clock ticked as I sat next to the piano, practising a boring tune that Edward was obsessed with. The flock – excluding Iggy – and the Cullen's had left a few hours ago. Iggy and I had been entertaining ourselves for the time being, but as I let out a gusty sigh and stood I realized a movie would do us both good.
As I walked around the house I noticed the sky outside was getting very dark and windy. I shivered and closed the curtains.
Even after all these years, storms freak me out.
"Hey, Iggy…" I walked into his room to see him shove a half completed bomb under his pillow. "Wanna watch a movie?"
"Sure." He stood and followed me downstairs, putting a hand on my shoulder. I picked a movie at random and plopped it into the DVD drive, sitting on the couch and pressing play. Beside me, Iggy kept his hand on my shoulder so he could see.
Although the movie was a violent one, I became bored very quickly and very easily. Iggy was touching my shoulder lightly so he could see, and I wanted to shrug it off so badly – but I couldn't. It would lead to unnecessary fighting. So I kept silent. Iggy was beginning to get bored too…his hand was slackened and he began to actually stare at things in the room. Probably because they were more interesting than the violent movie.
And that's when things began to get less boring.
The room filled with ardent moans, and my head whipped round to look at the screen.
Oh hell.
The lead characters, just having escaped from this monster and are safely locked in a room, have decided to get…er, well. Close.
Ok, I'm not going to lie to you. They were having sex. And rather…passionate…sex by the looks of it. Iggy's hand tightened on my shoulder, and I felt my insides clench at his touch.
Get out.
I leaped off the couch, practically clawing the air. "I need to go to the toilet." I managed to say, before I sprinted up the stairs. The moans continued all the way up, and as I skidded into my unlit room something flashed.
Lightening cracked, and thunder rolled mirthlessly across the sky. I screamed, turned to run into Iggy, still screaming. He started yelling, and I started fighting. He pushed me against the wall, still shouting. I clutched him and pulled him close, letting out a whimper as the lightening lit up the room yet again. He realized what I was scared of and held me close, murmuring softly in my ear. I gradually started to relax, hearing shooting noises coming from downstairs yet again. Iggy continued to comfort me, and I calmed down until I was practically resting my head on his chest.
It was then I realized I had a problem.
We were both pressed against the wall, hugging each other. I felt his breath caress my cheek and he whispered soothingly to me, and I could feel his hard muscles under his shirt. I could hear his steadily beating heart under his shirt, and smell the faint aftershave he was wearing. My breathing picked up, and I ached so badly to lift my head from his chest and look at his face.
No! Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it…
Too late.
My head lifted, and I looked up to his face. His eyes were already on me, blue orbs of fiery intensity, and I nearly stopped breathing as he hesitantly reached out a shaking hand and stroked my cheek.
"I hate you." He said hoarsely.
"I hate you more." I gasped out.
And then I lifted my head to catch his lips as they came down, moving before I even had time to consciously think of what I was doing. My eyes half closed. The wall was to our advantage as he pressed himself into me, deepening the kiss. Our hands entwined as I kissed him back, let my instincts guide me. I've never felt such a mixture of emotions – fear because of the storm, the lightening flashes that lit up the room and threw the shapes into sharp relief –this other emotion, one that made my heart soar that Iggy was kissing me – and relief that I was finally kissing him, letting him know I liked him. I started gasping as he left my lips to trail kisses up along my neck, making me sound similar sounds to the woman on the movie.
As I tilted my head to the side to gaze blindly at the window, my eyes focused on something.
The lightening flashed, and a vampire looked in at us from outside the window.
I yelped and pushed Iggy away, going to my door and slamming it shut. Iggy followed me, and I watched him become blind again. My lips tingled from the kiss he gave me, but I ignored it.
"There was a vampire by the window." I whispered. "Quick – we gotta hide."
I grabbed his hand and dragged him to my enormous walk in closet, stalking past the endless rows of clothes and shoes and jewellery. At the very end, hidden by a row of huge, poofy dresses, was a different coloured wall. I bent down and reached under a pair of thick skiing boots, before lifting them sharply.
The wall moved as I activated the hidden lever to reveal a small room. I pulled Iggy in with me as the door started to close, and we were thrown into blackness.
The floor started to move, and Iggy grabbed my shoulders. "Where are we? What's happening?"
"It's a secret room. I've never been here before, but my family made it jut so I could escape if the Volturi came looking for me. We're going down a lift to our hidden basement. It has a secret tunnel that leads into the middle of the forest."
Iggy was dumfounded. "What? Wow."
I watched as light began to creep up our bodies as we came down into the middle of a well lit, albeit a little cold, basement. There were jackets and warm clothing along the left wall and behind us there was food and drinks. To our right, however, lay weapons. Guns, knives, flamethrowers – it was Emmett's favourite wall in the whole wide world.
I ran forward and grabbed a jacket, slitting two holes in the back before giving it to Iggy. As I did the same to another jacket he shrugged it on, and I pressed the emergency door button. The door in front of us started to lift, and I grabbed a phone that was lying on a table and dialled Edward's number.
"Skye?" He answered.
"Edward, there's a vampire outside the house. We're in the secret basement and are going along the tunnel. We'll meet you at Forks high school. I…I love you."
I hung up just as a grating sound reached my ears. Iggy and I both slowly turned our heads to look at the lift in the middle of the room.
It was going up again.
Meaning someone pressed the lever…and was coming down.
"Shit!"
Iggy grabbed my hand and we bolted it past the door, with me barely managing to press the close button. We were running along a concrete ground with roughly hewn rock servicing as the walls and roof. It was very wide – wide enough to spread my wings out comfortably. At the end of the tunnel I saw a ladder leading upwards – like you'd see in the sewers.
Behind our running bodies a loud snarl erupted from behind the closed door – and something very heavy and strong began to beat on it.
"No time – fly!" I spread my wings and threw myself forward, my wings beating fast. Behind me Iggy did the same, and just as we reached the ladder I threw a look behind my shoulder.
A hand was slowly dragging back the heavy door to reveal a face with dark hair and red eyes.
And – no joke – they were blazing. In anger or hunger I didn't know, but I didn't want to find out.
I pushed up the heavy trapdoor above me as Iggy shouted, "Hurry up!"
Just as I hauled it to the side, there was a loud crash – and a snarl filled the long tunnel.
I shot through the hole with Iggy close at my wings, and the vampire followed us a second later. We continued to flap, and just as Iggy shouted, "Skye!" I felt something cold grasp my ankle.
I let out a mighty kick, but he kept laughing and hauling himself up my body. Suddenly pain shot through my ankle as a mighty crack reverberated around us, and I was distantly aware the vampire had broken my ankle. As in snapped the bone clear in half. I screamed and struggled, barely managing to keep my wing beats stable. Iggy couldn't throw a bomb due to the fact he'd sent me into pieces. As the vampire's cold hands reach my throat I caught sight of the long fang on my necklace – the one Sam gave to me years ago as it got punched out during a fight with a vampire. It was his werewolf tooth, and my pride and joy.
Wait…werewolf tooth…fighting vampires…using teeth while fighting vampires…
Just as his hands tightened, I snatched the fang off its necklace and jammed it into the vampire's eye.
He howled and immediately let go, falling into the far away forest below. Iggy caught me just as I sagged, the pain in my ankle indescribable.
"Forks…high…" I gasped out, and then I fell again, but this time into blackness.
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