I had always thought that if I was ever in a horror movie, I would be the survivor, that I wouldn't make the stupid mistake that got characters killed. I was wrong. I was the stupid girl that ran from her murder.I sprinted out of the field and started heading to the forest line. I could hear Emmett call my name as I ran, but it only made me want to run faster. I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins. I ran through about a half-mile of woods before I sat behind a tree.

'I'm going to die. He brought me here to kill me.' I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"Clara!" I could hear his voice call out to me. I tried to slow my harsh breath, hoping that he wouldn't hear me. I placed my hand over my mouth.

"Clara, please let me explain," I heard him beg. "I'm not going to hurt you, I promise," he continued. I sat frozen in place.

"I don't drink blood from humans. At least I try not to. My family and I only drink the blood of animals. I didn't come here to kill you, I swear to God," I believed him. Even with every word in my head yelling to stay hidden, I pushed my fear back and came out from the behind tree. He stood staring from a couple of yards back from where I hid.

"Explain. Why did you bring me here if not kill me?" my voice cracked. He made a move towards me, causing me to take a step back. He quickly puts his hands up.

"I brought here because I've felt drawn to you since the first day I saw you," he began to explain. "The day that you were almost killed by the van trying to save your sister, I knew that I couldn't let you go. But I also knew that I couldn't keep up the lies I told you that day. So that's why I brought you here to tell you what I am," he finished.

"What about my sister? Does your brother actually care about her, or is he using her?" I asked. I watched as he took a couple of cautious steps towards me.

"I don't know honestly. He might be older than me, but he still has the hormones of a fifteen-year-old," I snorted at his response. "I like to think he does,"

"So, you meant everything you've said to me?" I asked. I had to know.

"Yes. I swear," he promised. I nodded slowly and started to make my way over to him. He observed me but made no motion that he was going to move. 'What the hell was I doing?' I thought as I finally reached to where he stood. His golden-brown eyes were staring into mine.

I pressed my hands to his cold, hard cheeks. I stood up on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his. Despite the fridged coolness of his lips, I felt warm. He pulled me in closer, slowly worrying he might scare me off. I could feel his hand fall down to my lower back. I moved my hands down from his face and placed them around the back of his neck. As we moved deeper into the kiss, I could feel his hands move down to the upper part of my thigh. I jumped into arms and felt him picking me up and pressing my back against a tree. We stayed like that for what felt like hours but probably was only a couple minutes. We broke away so I could catch my breath. We continued to stare at each other. I smiled at him, and he returned we made our way out of the woods, we smiled, walking hand in hand.

"So besides becoming Quicksilver, what else can you do?" I asked curiously. A mischievous look came across his face. We stopped walking Emmett, letting go of my hand. I watched as I walked to the nearest tree and punch straight through it. Wood chips flew everywhere, and the rest of the tree came falling down. I took a step back in surprise.

"Holy shit," I said in shock, staring at the fallen tree. A smug look had appeared on his face."Okay, you just went from quicksilver to Captain America," I said. Emmett walked back over to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"I sometimes think we are superheroes. Especially since Edward can read minds, and Alice can see the future," he replied. I stopped walking. Did he just say Edward Cullen can read minds?

"Wait, what?" I asked.

"Yea, they have an extra gift. Carlise thinks it has something to do with what happened to them when they were human," Emmett explained. We started back up walking again.

"Does that mean Edward knows that I've thought about hitting him with a crowbar multiple times?"

"Uh, yes," Emmett answered before letting a booming laugh.

"Well, fuck," I said. We finally made it out of the woods and back to the jeep. This was certainly not the way I thought the day was going to turn out, and yet I couldn't bring to regret it.

"We should probably head back. Don't want your dad to hate me before I even have a chance to take you out again, he joked. Again? Well, that's promising.

"You're not wrong about that," I replied.