Hi everyone! Finally the 6th chapter has arrived! ( (can u see these smily
faces?) ( I am soooooo sorry that I haven't updated as quickly as I
planned, but I had a major blockage in me head!
Special thanx to Medusa Descouedres who helped me A LOT with thish chappie, and thnx to Jez101 who helped with one of the fight scenes.
DC: don't own L.J.Smiths stuff anything that looks like it may belong to her then it porobs is hers, and if not, then it is mine! Yay!! ( oookkk warning: there is swearing and that is it really that is bad! Lol theres like swearing all the wat through the fic nevermind just now, but ive decided to just put the warning in now!
I'll ramble later, so heres chappie 6:
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The day went by faster than Nessa had seen school days go. Her and Zale were partners in most of their classes. To be careful, Nessa told Darren, Kimmi, Phil, Peter, Lorren and Simon, that Zale was just an average human like themselves (obviously not like that though), and that his surname was just a big coincidence, in case he became the next victim on the hunters' list. She didn't want that, for a vampire, and for someone who was meant to be a 'scary' killer, like he was rumoured to be, he was actually nice. For a first day greeting at least.
The only thing that occupied her thoughts on the way home from school was Zale. She could look into those dark brown depths for days, and not care about another living thing in the world.
+He is really cute+ she thought to herself, as she unlocked the front door and stepped into her grand hallway.
'Nessa is that you?' came her mums faint voice from... was it the lounge? Her question was answered when Melissa stepped out from the door closing the lounge off from the open staircase and kitchen.
'Yeah just plain old me! What's up?' she asked while dumping her bag at the bottom of the stairs.
'We've got some visitors who I would like you to meet.'
'Oh! Ok I suppose as long as they aren't those really freaky stuck up next door neighbours again that's...' she had reached the door looked inside the room and saw a tall blonde man sitting on one of the cream sofas, and next to him an equally tall girl with hair in all different shades of wheat, she had a birthmark the colour of watered down wine on her cheek. The opposite sofa had other people sitting on it, and others were standing around the room, looking fidgety. 'Ah, erm, hello.'
'Nessa?' her mother puts her hand on Nessa's shoulder, 'This is Lord Thierry Descouedres and his soulmate Lady Hannah Snow. They've come to see us from Las Vegas, they are the heads of Circle Daybreak, and the other people around the room are other members of Daybreak, Ash, Poppy, James, Quinn, Rashel, Keller and Galen. They will be staying in town for a while, and want to talk to you about something.'
With that Thierry stood up and motioned Nessa to sit next to Hannah.
'The reason I have decided to come now, is because of the incident with Melissa's sister, Julia Harman. And also because of your vampire hunting.'
Nessa took in a sharp gasp from the shock that hit her like a hurricane.
+How the hell do they know about that?+
'I'm sorry, but I don't know what your talking about. Why would I vampire hunt? Huh?' she stated coolly.
'That's what we would like you to tell us Miss Harman.' Replied Thierry matching her cool attitude, raising an eyebrow he carried on. 'Don't try to deny it because we know that you do this 'sport' and have even gotten some of your... what shall we call them... expeditions on tape. Now Nessa I must stress this point to you very clearly that you are not only endangering yourself, but your friends as well. You really want to see one of them dead? I understand that Steph Hurly has already been injured quite severely am I correct?'
'Even if it was why should I tell you?' Annoyance rising in her voice, Nessa leaned forward on the sofa, elbows on knees, propping her head up with her hands.
'Just answer me this one question... will you do that?' he asked.
'Depends on the question you choose to ask,' she murmured back in reply.
'Why do you hunt vampires? Why put your own life at risk?'
'That would be classed as two questions, but I shall answer them anyway... why do I hunt vampires? Well my father was one.'
Melissa gasped.
'Yes mum one of the few items that you haven't told me about my father, but I managed to find out none the less. I know what he got up to when you went out to friends houses. I know about the murders in the newspapers "Blonde 13 year old who goes by the name of Jessica found murdered on the side of road two blocks down from Kensington private school." Oh yes I know all about that. You think I'm not smart enough to make the connections? So how to make things right I thought we'll hunt the bastard down and kill him. So I got my friends together... the ones I could trust anyway, and told them everything. We've been hunting ever since, and every time I come face to face with one of those good for nothing vampires, I picture my father and stake him right in the heart. And in answer to your other question why do I put my own life at risk you ask me? Well I know what I am, and to be honest I am ashamed. I shouldn't exist, you all know it, I know it, we all know it, and don't really give a stuff about what happens to me, as long as my father gets what he deserves beforehand.'
Nessa stood up and walked towards the door.
'Now if you don't mind, I've had enough of this crap, and have got homework to do.' And with that she left the silenced room and ran into her room, slammed her door shut, sat on her bed, and just stared at the wall.
2 days later...
+Damn him watching me like a hawk!+ Nessa yelled in her head. +I no longer have any privacy anymore, and can't even try to relax by beating the shit out of vampires because he got away last night! Goddess why is this happening to me? I was quite content with the way things were going and now I have a good for nothing leech on my case who looks and acts as though he has a wooden plank shoved up his arse! And now look what I have! School! Oh how the light in my life has been filled!+
Nessa walked up to her locker, her head spinning with thought and annoyance.
'Hey gorgeous' came a voice that wound deep into her thoughts and shattered them like glass. It caught her by surprise, but she managed to compose her self so that it did not show.
'What the hell do you want?' she snapped.
'In a bit of a bad mood today are we?' commented Zale who was blocking her way into her locker as he was leaning on the door.
'Look can you please move out of my way! I've got to put my bag in the locker before class!' she said annoyance clearly showing with her hand on hip attitude.
'What the hell's gotten you so huffy? What's wrong?' he asked not moving an inch out of her way.
'I've just had a bad night ok? I don't want to talk about it, so stop pestering me and get out of my way!'
She attempted to push him, but he stood his ground.
'Why don't you wanna talk 'bout it huh?' he gazed at her questioningly with those luscious brown eyes. Eyes a girl could get smothered in...
'Because I don't ok? And will you please MOVE!' she shouted earning stares from people around her in the hall.
'What the hell are you all looking at huh? What is this the only bit of excitement you've had in your pathetic lives? Well is it?!' she glared around the hall, and everyone very hurriedly went back to their previous tasks.
'Jeez no nee to be like that,' he said slowly stepping away from the locker door, and watched with an unnoticed amused face as she struggled to unlock the clasp.
Nessa was so frustrated at this point that she messed up the code to the lock, then once she put in the right one, she dropped the lock on the floor. She dumped her bag on the floor and picked the lock up, then attempted to open the door to find it was stuck. After about ten minutes of yanking with out any offered help from Zale, Nessa finally managed to open the door to find an avalanche of books falling out of the locker onto her head and then to the floor.
'Goddess what in your name have I done to disserve this?' she asked teeth clenched as she bent to pick up her strewn and bent books, again without any help from Zale.
Once everything was back in place, a very much annoyed Nessa slammed her locker shut (only to hear the books thud against it so the next time she opens the locker the same incident will occur again... just what she needed), she turned fuming to see Zale still there, but to make matters worse, he was laughing.
'Oh for the Goddesses sake shut up! It's not funny' she said fury burning in her voice.
'Look just because you're in a bad mood doesn't mean that you have to take it out on me witch!' he retorted.
'I can bloody well have a go at you if I want leech!' she shot back at him.
'No wonder you are the way you are if you treat people like this. You shouldn't take everything so personally!' he bitterly replied.
'And what exactly would you know about me? You don't know anything, so don't you dare say that!' she yelled.
'I know a lot more than you think! You must remember witch that I have been around a lot longer. No wonder you have a crap home life! Poor daddy's gone missing huh? Let me ask you something... did you ever know him? Did he ever love you? No? my point exactly' his voice was full of pure detestation.
'Fuck you!' she screamed at him, and walked off towards the entrance of the school, but before she could get very far, Zale grabbed her bare arm and spun her around to face him. As soon as his skin touched hers, sparks flew, Nessa for a split second was lost in a newly found world. She hated it. She pulled away from Zale's powerful hold, and punched him in the jaw causing him to gasp in pain. She didn't care to see if he was ok, she wanted to hurt him, she stormed off out of school, and found herself headed towards Darren's house. He had taken the day off school because Steph was said to be coming out of hospital any day now, and he couldn't bare to see her empty desk any longer.
She climbed up the drainpipe leading up to his room. The window was already open, so she climbed in to find him lying on his single bed sleeping.
She put her hand over his mouth and positioned herself infront of him so he could see it was her as soon as he woke up so there would be no fuss, and shook him till he was awake. His eyes went panicky for a split second before they adjusted and recognised Nessa at the foot of his bed.
'Don't say a word to me right? I'm going to tell you this then leave, and I want you to do what I ask without questions ok?'
He nodded.
'Good. Now you know Zale Redfern? Well I lied about his last name. don't ask me why ok? Just listen. I want you to find out who he is working for, and why ok? Bring me the information tomorrow. I'm not going to school so just come into my room so mum doesn't know your there k?
He nodded again.
'Thanks, and next time keep your window locked, you don't know who I could have been. Oh and tell Steph I say hi.'
With that, she climbed out the window, and headed home where she couldn't bare to see any of those bloody daybreakers, so she just went to bed and slowly drifted into a dreamless sleep. The clock showing the time to be only 1 in the afternoon.
9 and a half hours later, Nessa was awoken from her deep sleep from tapping on her window. She let Darren into her room, where he sat on her blood red bed covers, and told her, 'Well we followed him after school, up to green street, where he received a phone call off none other than Braeden Blackthorn. The only reason that Zale is going to school again is because Braeden ordered him to, so he could follow you. Nessa are you going to tell me why you lied to us about him? You don't have to, but we've told each other everything, and I am here for u if you ever need someone to talk to ok?'
'Yeah I know you are Darren, and thank you. I think you had better go now though because I'm expecting my mum to come up any second now' (what she meant to say was Thierry, but there was no way in heaven or hell was she going to tell Darren about that, or anything more for that matter. Ever since he's been seeing Steph, they've drifted further apart.)
'Ok' he looked unsure, he could tell there were other things she wasn't telling him, but he wasn't going to ask.
*she'll tell me when she's ready* he reassured himself as he was climbing down the drainpipe to the ground.
Nessa waited for half an hour before heading to Stata Park, her wonderful place to go to unwind without being disturbed. Hardly anyone came round here anymore... especially at night. Se went and sat on one of the used to be green painted benches, and cried.
+great+ she thought + I haven't cried in ten years, but now all I seem to not be able to do anything but cry! What is wrong with me?+
Thoughts of the past month or so drifted into her thoughts entwining themselves into a tangled mess. Her dream, the death of her unknown aunt, Steph, Zale, her mum, Circle Daybreak. It was all too much. She cried silently into the night.
All of a sudden, a dark shadow appeared in front of her. She was a bit shocked at first, but then decided that she didn't really care. She didn't care what happened to her anymore. She was fed up of being an abomination, and always getting in the way. If she was going to be abducted... so be it. She wouldn't put up a fight. All the shadow did though, was crouch down so his face was highlighted in the park lamplight. Nessa was taken aback. Clearly he was a nightworlder, he was beautiful. Bright blue ice like eyes, sculptured face that had shadows cast on it in the perfect places, and lips that were screaming for her to kiss them. He looked her age which surprised her. She hadn't seen him around here before. There was only her as a young nightworlder in this town. The rest of the nightworlders were adults, and the place was heaving with them.
'Hi erm are you ok?' he asked concern filling his facial features and voice.
'Not really, but I suppose I'll live not that I really care now...' she trailed off.
'Well why don't you tell me what's wrong huh?' Nessa looked up at him startled finding that he had moved and was sitting next to her. He placed his hand on hers. 'You know someone told me that the best way to get something off your chest, is to not tell someone you know who can make things a lot worse for you, but to tell a complete stranger. You don't have to if you don't want...'
Before she could stop herself, Nessa found she was telling him everything. From when her dad abandoned her mum, to the present minute. She realised when she was finished, that he was right. She felt so much better telling someone about everything.
'Feel better after that?' he asked, his arm draped around her shoulder holding her close to him. She nodded her head.
'Well I've told you all of this about me, and I don't so much as know your name!' she said.
'Oh how careless of me! My name is Tyrell.' He replied.
'Nice to meet you' she giggled... giggled? What a strange concept for her!
'So why are you out here?' she asked him, so he told her of his parents passing away when he was 5 years old, and how he was adopted by a really nice human family until he was 10 when his 'dad' started to beat him and his 'mum', so he ran away when he was 15 because 'dad' knocked 'mum' unconscious. He'd then been travelling around finding random jobs here and there in the nightworld, and decided to take a break and come here.
By the time he had finished his life story, Nessa's head was resting on his shoulder. He pulled away from her which caught her off guard as she was in a world of deep thought to what he told her. He looked in to her eyes, and she looked into his. Tyrell brought his hand up to her cheek stroking it lightly, bringing his hand down to her chin, and lifted her head slightly. With his spare hand, he pushed back a few stray bits of hair that fell down the side of her face, then brought his head down to meet hers. Their lips brushing each other slightly, eventually moving closer, to deepen the kiss more passionately.
Behind the bench that Nessa and Tyrell were sitting on was a thicket of trees. In this thicket watching silently was Zale. He saw them kiss and felt rage bubble up inside of him. He had, had enough of this. He stormed out of the trees, and grabbed the back of Tyrell's black shirt, and pulled him off Nessa.
Nessa suddenly aware of what was going on stood up to see Tyrell and Zale on the floor throwing punches at each other. Nessa tried to pull Zale off Tyrell and tried shouting for them to stop over the racket they were already making. She grabbed onto Zales arm preventing him from punching Tyrell again. Zale swung his other arm around to prise her hand off his jacket sleeve, but hit her instead. She fell back to the floor. She looked at them with disgust written plainly across her features, stood up, and walked away, to find some other secluded place that no one would be able to find her.
Meanwhile Zale gets off Tyrell, and pushes him onto the bench.
'You lay you hand on Nessa one more time, I swear I will kill you. I know who you are – '
'Like I know who you are Zale, so cut the crap. I can do what I want when I want got it? So if you know what's good for you, then you will stay out of my business got it?'
'You're a bastard,'
'And you're a twat,'
'Stay away from Nessa.'
'And you keep out of my business.'
With that Tyrell turned around and walked away from Zale, who shortly after, turned in the opposite direction to find Nessa.
Nessa sat under the old white willow tree at the far end of the park. She knew she couldn't be seen, and she knew it was nice and quiet where she would never be disturbed.
'There you are,'
(spoke too soon)
'What are you doing here? Go away I don't want to even look at you.'
'Nessa what were you doing with him? Kissing him no doubt! Do you even know him? Thought not! What the hell are you doing here anyway?'
'I know him a lot more than I know you. And stop interrogating me! You have no right whatsoever. Now go away and leave me alone!'
'What is it that you see in him that you don't in me?' he questioned before he could stop the flow of words.
'In him, I see truth, in you I see lies. In him I see love, and in you I see hatred.'
'And do you love him?'
Nessa looked down to the ground. The earth so soft against her fingers, thrumming with energy. She looked him in the eye.
'Yes'
Ooooo how will Zale take to that? Hmmmm interesting non? Lol well this was 12 pages long so it should make up for me not up dating, and im not going to say when im next going to update because I havnt got a clue! Ill try for as soon as poss. Tell you all wat if u wanna no when I update, leave your email addy in a review, and ill mail ya to say k?
Have u guys seen finding nemo? It soooo rocks! Well anyway you see the little button down there 'just keep clicking clicking clicking....' ( cya in the nxt chappie! Oooh now I'm on the 13th page! Anyhu must dash since I have school in the moenin and its quarter to 2 in the morning ohhh great! Well this betta mean a lot to yall coz im gonna b shattered!
Special thanx to Medusa Descouedres who helped me A LOT with thish chappie, and thnx to Jez101 who helped with one of the fight scenes.
DC: don't own L.J.Smiths stuff anything that looks like it may belong to her then it porobs is hers, and if not, then it is mine! Yay!! ( oookkk warning: there is swearing and that is it really that is bad! Lol theres like swearing all the wat through the fic nevermind just now, but ive decided to just put the warning in now!
I'll ramble later, so heres chappie 6:
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The day went by faster than Nessa had seen school days go. Her and Zale were partners in most of their classes. To be careful, Nessa told Darren, Kimmi, Phil, Peter, Lorren and Simon, that Zale was just an average human like themselves (obviously not like that though), and that his surname was just a big coincidence, in case he became the next victim on the hunters' list. She didn't want that, for a vampire, and for someone who was meant to be a 'scary' killer, like he was rumoured to be, he was actually nice. For a first day greeting at least.
The only thing that occupied her thoughts on the way home from school was Zale. She could look into those dark brown depths for days, and not care about another living thing in the world.
+He is really cute+ she thought to herself, as she unlocked the front door and stepped into her grand hallway.
'Nessa is that you?' came her mums faint voice from... was it the lounge? Her question was answered when Melissa stepped out from the door closing the lounge off from the open staircase and kitchen.
'Yeah just plain old me! What's up?' she asked while dumping her bag at the bottom of the stairs.
'We've got some visitors who I would like you to meet.'
'Oh! Ok I suppose as long as they aren't those really freaky stuck up next door neighbours again that's...' she had reached the door looked inside the room and saw a tall blonde man sitting on one of the cream sofas, and next to him an equally tall girl with hair in all different shades of wheat, she had a birthmark the colour of watered down wine on her cheek. The opposite sofa had other people sitting on it, and others were standing around the room, looking fidgety. 'Ah, erm, hello.'
'Nessa?' her mother puts her hand on Nessa's shoulder, 'This is Lord Thierry Descouedres and his soulmate Lady Hannah Snow. They've come to see us from Las Vegas, they are the heads of Circle Daybreak, and the other people around the room are other members of Daybreak, Ash, Poppy, James, Quinn, Rashel, Keller and Galen. They will be staying in town for a while, and want to talk to you about something.'
With that Thierry stood up and motioned Nessa to sit next to Hannah.
'The reason I have decided to come now, is because of the incident with Melissa's sister, Julia Harman. And also because of your vampire hunting.'
Nessa took in a sharp gasp from the shock that hit her like a hurricane.
+How the hell do they know about that?+
'I'm sorry, but I don't know what your talking about. Why would I vampire hunt? Huh?' she stated coolly.
'That's what we would like you to tell us Miss Harman.' Replied Thierry matching her cool attitude, raising an eyebrow he carried on. 'Don't try to deny it because we know that you do this 'sport' and have even gotten some of your... what shall we call them... expeditions on tape. Now Nessa I must stress this point to you very clearly that you are not only endangering yourself, but your friends as well. You really want to see one of them dead? I understand that Steph Hurly has already been injured quite severely am I correct?'
'Even if it was why should I tell you?' Annoyance rising in her voice, Nessa leaned forward on the sofa, elbows on knees, propping her head up with her hands.
'Just answer me this one question... will you do that?' he asked.
'Depends on the question you choose to ask,' she murmured back in reply.
'Why do you hunt vampires? Why put your own life at risk?'
'That would be classed as two questions, but I shall answer them anyway... why do I hunt vampires? Well my father was one.'
Melissa gasped.
'Yes mum one of the few items that you haven't told me about my father, but I managed to find out none the less. I know what he got up to when you went out to friends houses. I know about the murders in the newspapers "Blonde 13 year old who goes by the name of Jessica found murdered on the side of road two blocks down from Kensington private school." Oh yes I know all about that. You think I'm not smart enough to make the connections? So how to make things right I thought we'll hunt the bastard down and kill him. So I got my friends together... the ones I could trust anyway, and told them everything. We've been hunting ever since, and every time I come face to face with one of those good for nothing vampires, I picture my father and stake him right in the heart. And in answer to your other question why do I put my own life at risk you ask me? Well I know what I am, and to be honest I am ashamed. I shouldn't exist, you all know it, I know it, we all know it, and don't really give a stuff about what happens to me, as long as my father gets what he deserves beforehand.'
Nessa stood up and walked towards the door.
'Now if you don't mind, I've had enough of this crap, and have got homework to do.' And with that she left the silenced room and ran into her room, slammed her door shut, sat on her bed, and just stared at the wall.
2 days later...
+Damn him watching me like a hawk!+ Nessa yelled in her head. +I no longer have any privacy anymore, and can't even try to relax by beating the shit out of vampires because he got away last night! Goddess why is this happening to me? I was quite content with the way things were going and now I have a good for nothing leech on my case who looks and acts as though he has a wooden plank shoved up his arse! And now look what I have! School! Oh how the light in my life has been filled!+
Nessa walked up to her locker, her head spinning with thought and annoyance.
'Hey gorgeous' came a voice that wound deep into her thoughts and shattered them like glass. It caught her by surprise, but she managed to compose her self so that it did not show.
'What the hell do you want?' she snapped.
'In a bit of a bad mood today are we?' commented Zale who was blocking her way into her locker as he was leaning on the door.
'Look can you please move out of my way! I've got to put my bag in the locker before class!' she said annoyance clearly showing with her hand on hip attitude.
'What the hell's gotten you so huffy? What's wrong?' he asked not moving an inch out of her way.
'I've just had a bad night ok? I don't want to talk about it, so stop pestering me and get out of my way!'
She attempted to push him, but he stood his ground.
'Why don't you wanna talk 'bout it huh?' he gazed at her questioningly with those luscious brown eyes. Eyes a girl could get smothered in...
'Because I don't ok? And will you please MOVE!' she shouted earning stares from people around her in the hall.
'What the hell are you all looking at huh? What is this the only bit of excitement you've had in your pathetic lives? Well is it?!' she glared around the hall, and everyone very hurriedly went back to their previous tasks.
'Jeez no nee to be like that,' he said slowly stepping away from the locker door, and watched with an unnoticed amused face as she struggled to unlock the clasp.
Nessa was so frustrated at this point that she messed up the code to the lock, then once she put in the right one, she dropped the lock on the floor. She dumped her bag on the floor and picked the lock up, then attempted to open the door to find it was stuck. After about ten minutes of yanking with out any offered help from Zale, Nessa finally managed to open the door to find an avalanche of books falling out of the locker onto her head and then to the floor.
'Goddess what in your name have I done to disserve this?' she asked teeth clenched as she bent to pick up her strewn and bent books, again without any help from Zale.
Once everything was back in place, a very much annoyed Nessa slammed her locker shut (only to hear the books thud against it so the next time she opens the locker the same incident will occur again... just what she needed), she turned fuming to see Zale still there, but to make matters worse, he was laughing.
'Oh for the Goddesses sake shut up! It's not funny' she said fury burning in her voice.
'Look just because you're in a bad mood doesn't mean that you have to take it out on me witch!' he retorted.
'I can bloody well have a go at you if I want leech!' she shot back at him.
'No wonder you are the way you are if you treat people like this. You shouldn't take everything so personally!' he bitterly replied.
'And what exactly would you know about me? You don't know anything, so don't you dare say that!' she yelled.
'I know a lot more than you think! You must remember witch that I have been around a lot longer. No wonder you have a crap home life! Poor daddy's gone missing huh? Let me ask you something... did you ever know him? Did he ever love you? No? my point exactly' his voice was full of pure detestation.
'Fuck you!' she screamed at him, and walked off towards the entrance of the school, but before she could get very far, Zale grabbed her bare arm and spun her around to face him. As soon as his skin touched hers, sparks flew, Nessa for a split second was lost in a newly found world. She hated it. She pulled away from Zale's powerful hold, and punched him in the jaw causing him to gasp in pain. She didn't care to see if he was ok, she wanted to hurt him, she stormed off out of school, and found herself headed towards Darren's house. He had taken the day off school because Steph was said to be coming out of hospital any day now, and he couldn't bare to see her empty desk any longer.
She climbed up the drainpipe leading up to his room. The window was already open, so she climbed in to find him lying on his single bed sleeping.
She put her hand over his mouth and positioned herself infront of him so he could see it was her as soon as he woke up so there would be no fuss, and shook him till he was awake. His eyes went panicky for a split second before they adjusted and recognised Nessa at the foot of his bed.
'Don't say a word to me right? I'm going to tell you this then leave, and I want you to do what I ask without questions ok?'
He nodded.
'Good. Now you know Zale Redfern? Well I lied about his last name. don't ask me why ok? Just listen. I want you to find out who he is working for, and why ok? Bring me the information tomorrow. I'm not going to school so just come into my room so mum doesn't know your there k?
He nodded again.
'Thanks, and next time keep your window locked, you don't know who I could have been. Oh and tell Steph I say hi.'
With that, she climbed out the window, and headed home where she couldn't bare to see any of those bloody daybreakers, so she just went to bed and slowly drifted into a dreamless sleep. The clock showing the time to be only 1 in the afternoon.
9 and a half hours later, Nessa was awoken from her deep sleep from tapping on her window. She let Darren into her room, where he sat on her blood red bed covers, and told her, 'Well we followed him after school, up to green street, where he received a phone call off none other than Braeden Blackthorn. The only reason that Zale is going to school again is because Braeden ordered him to, so he could follow you. Nessa are you going to tell me why you lied to us about him? You don't have to, but we've told each other everything, and I am here for u if you ever need someone to talk to ok?'
'Yeah I know you are Darren, and thank you. I think you had better go now though because I'm expecting my mum to come up any second now' (what she meant to say was Thierry, but there was no way in heaven or hell was she going to tell Darren about that, or anything more for that matter. Ever since he's been seeing Steph, they've drifted further apart.)
'Ok' he looked unsure, he could tell there were other things she wasn't telling him, but he wasn't going to ask.
*she'll tell me when she's ready* he reassured himself as he was climbing down the drainpipe to the ground.
Nessa waited for half an hour before heading to Stata Park, her wonderful place to go to unwind without being disturbed. Hardly anyone came round here anymore... especially at night. Se went and sat on one of the used to be green painted benches, and cried.
+great+ she thought + I haven't cried in ten years, but now all I seem to not be able to do anything but cry! What is wrong with me?+
Thoughts of the past month or so drifted into her thoughts entwining themselves into a tangled mess. Her dream, the death of her unknown aunt, Steph, Zale, her mum, Circle Daybreak. It was all too much. She cried silently into the night.
All of a sudden, a dark shadow appeared in front of her. She was a bit shocked at first, but then decided that she didn't really care. She didn't care what happened to her anymore. She was fed up of being an abomination, and always getting in the way. If she was going to be abducted... so be it. She wouldn't put up a fight. All the shadow did though, was crouch down so his face was highlighted in the park lamplight. Nessa was taken aback. Clearly he was a nightworlder, he was beautiful. Bright blue ice like eyes, sculptured face that had shadows cast on it in the perfect places, and lips that were screaming for her to kiss them. He looked her age which surprised her. She hadn't seen him around here before. There was only her as a young nightworlder in this town. The rest of the nightworlders were adults, and the place was heaving with them.
'Hi erm are you ok?' he asked concern filling his facial features and voice.
'Not really, but I suppose I'll live not that I really care now...' she trailed off.
'Well why don't you tell me what's wrong huh?' Nessa looked up at him startled finding that he had moved and was sitting next to her. He placed his hand on hers. 'You know someone told me that the best way to get something off your chest, is to not tell someone you know who can make things a lot worse for you, but to tell a complete stranger. You don't have to if you don't want...'
Before she could stop herself, Nessa found she was telling him everything. From when her dad abandoned her mum, to the present minute. She realised when she was finished, that he was right. She felt so much better telling someone about everything.
'Feel better after that?' he asked, his arm draped around her shoulder holding her close to him. She nodded her head.
'Well I've told you all of this about me, and I don't so much as know your name!' she said.
'Oh how careless of me! My name is Tyrell.' He replied.
'Nice to meet you' she giggled... giggled? What a strange concept for her!
'So why are you out here?' she asked him, so he told her of his parents passing away when he was 5 years old, and how he was adopted by a really nice human family until he was 10 when his 'dad' started to beat him and his 'mum', so he ran away when he was 15 because 'dad' knocked 'mum' unconscious. He'd then been travelling around finding random jobs here and there in the nightworld, and decided to take a break and come here.
By the time he had finished his life story, Nessa's head was resting on his shoulder. He pulled away from her which caught her off guard as she was in a world of deep thought to what he told her. He looked in to her eyes, and she looked into his. Tyrell brought his hand up to her cheek stroking it lightly, bringing his hand down to her chin, and lifted her head slightly. With his spare hand, he pushed back a few stray bits of hair that fell down the side of her face, then brought his head down to meet hers. Their lips brushing each other slightly, eventually moving closer, to deepen the kiss more passionately.
Behind the bench that Nessa and Tyrell were sitting on was a thicket of trees. In this thicket watching silently was Zale. He saw them kiss and felt rage bubble up inside of him. He had, had enough of this. He stormed out of the trees, and grabbed the back of Tyrell's black shirt, and pulled him off Nessa.
Nessa suddenly aware of what was going on stood up to see Tyrell and Zale on the floor throwing punches at each other. Nessa tried to pull Zale off Tyrell and tried shouting for them to stop over the racket they were already making. She grabbed onto Zales arm preventing him from punching Tyrell again. Zale swung his other arm around to prise her hand off his jacket sleeve, but hit her instead. She fell back to the floor. She looked at them with disgust written plainly across her features, stood up, and walked away, to find some other secluded place that no one would be able to find her.
Meanwhile Zale gets off Tyrell, and pushes him onto the bench.
'You lay you hand on Nessa one more time, I swear I will kill you. I know who you are – '
'Like I know who you are Zale, so cut the crap. I can do what I want when I want got it? So if you know what's good for you, then you will stay out of my business got it?'
'You're a bastard,'
'And you're a twat,'
'Stay away from Nessa.'
'And you keep out of my business.'
With that Tyrell turned around and walked away from Zale, who shortly after, turned in the opposite direction to find Nessa.
Nessa sat under the old white willow tree at the far end of the park. She knew she couldn't be seen, and she knew it was nice and quiet where she would never be disturbed.
'There you are,'
(spoke too soon)
'What are you doing here? Go away I don't want to even look at you.'
'Nessa what were you doing with him? Kissing him no doubt! Do you even know him? Thought not! What the hell are you doing here anyway?'
'I know him a lot more than I know you. And stop interrogating me! You have no right whatsoever. Now go away and leave me alone!'
'What is it that you see in him that you don't in me?' he questioned before he could stop the flow of words.
'In him, I see truth, in you I see lies. In him I see love, and in you I see hatred.'
'And do you love him?'
Nessa looked down to the ground. The earth so soft against her fingers, thrumming with energy. She looked him in the eye.
'Yes'
Ooooo how will Zale take to that? Hmmmm interesting non? Lol well this was 12 pages long so it should make up for me not up dating, and im not going to say when im next going to update because I havnt got a clue! Ill try for as soon as poss. Tell you all wat if u wanna no when I update, leave your email addy in a review, and ill mail ya to say k?
Have u guys seen finding nemo? It soooo rocks! Well anyway you see the little button down there 'just keep clicking clicking clicking....' ( cya in the nxt chappie! Oooh now I'm on the 13th page! Anyhu must dash since I have school in the moenin and its quarter to 2 in the morning ohhh great! Well this betta mean a lot to yall coz im gonna b shattered!
