Disclaimer: I have only read up to 'The Chosen' so don't know anything that follows. I do not own the Night World creation or any of its rules (soulmate principle, black irises, etc.). I do not own any of the characters in this story if they had appeared in the books. I am only borrowing the creation of 'The Night World' from L.J. Smith and making a story of my own.
Summary: It was the night before the biggest wedding of the year. It was the wedding between Samuel Folan and Evangeline Yerken, two of the main descendants of the Maya. They had already had a son, Carter, who was three months old. But then fate turned. Vampire hunters charged in and started attacking. Many were wounded including Samuel's father, Xavier. Evangeline lost grip on her son and the vampire hunters took him. After a few minutes, the vampire hunters were satisfied and left. Samuel and Evangeline were two of the few that survived. As Samuel was the eldest Folan son, he was then the head of the family. Years after the tragedy, Samuel and Evangeline tried having another son to replace the one they lost but they had twin daughters and another daughter. But then another vampire hunter had gashed Samuel and now he is going to die. He can't pass his title back to his daughters as they hadn't married. Evangeline is trying to make her daughters marry or find out if somehow Carter had survived. If she doesn't succeed in one of the two, the title would be given to Samuel's younger brother, Alfonso. The vampire hunter that took Carter couldn't kill such an innocent baby so she put him up for adoption. He was then adopted by the Dereks and was then named Zach…
Author's Note: Sorry the summary was so long! Anyway, if anyone can tell me what Circle Twilight is, it would be great! I know what the other two is but this one's confusing. Thanks!
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Chapter Four: Why can't I be left alone?
Ella wasn't happy with Zach. How dare he just walked out of her! That was unacceptable.
Ella squared her shoulders and knocked on his front door.
Two seconds later the door opened and a pretty blonde lady smiled at her.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Hello, Mrs Derek," Ella smiled turning on her charm. "Is Zach available?"
"Of course," Holly laughed opening the door wider. "Come in."
Ella smiled at her and stepped into the pearly house.
"I'll get Zach for you, take a seat," Holly said motioning to the blue sofas.
"Thank you," Ella said politely and sat on the edge of the sofa. She watched as Holly made her way up the stairs.
Ella loved Holly. She was such a nice, cheerful lady. If only Zach wasn't as moody…
Zach came downstairs and froze when he saw Ella.
"Go home," he said in a low voice. His beautiful eyes were cold.
Ella stood up crossly. His words hurt but she wasn't going to leave till she had her answers.
"I told you to go home," Zach repeated angrily.
"Zach dear," Holly said shocked when she reached Zach. "Where are your manners?"
"I don't want to see her," Zach growled and he brushed past his mother. He stormed upstairs.
Ella felt her bottom lip trembling, a sign that she was going to cry. She was never used to people being angry with her.
"Oh honey are you alright?" Holly asked sympathetically coming towards her. "I don't know what's with Zach. Ill talk to him later."
"I…I think I should go," Ella said shakily. She now knew she'd get nowhere with Zach.
"Maybe you should write a letter," Holly suggested. "If it's something really important."
"Okay, but I think he'd rip it up when he sees it's from me," Ella couldn't help adding.
"Don't be like that sweetheart, here I'll get a pen and paper," Holly said soothingly.
Ella forced herself to smile. She hadn't met someone that tried to be nice to her because she was upset for ages.
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What is wrong with my mum and Ella? Zach growled silently inside his head. Can't they tell he can hear every word they were saying? They could whisper at least.
He heard them say good-bye, Holly's voice reassuring, Ella's forlorn.
He heard his mother's gentle footsteps and then a knock at his door.
"What!" he snapped.
"May I come in?" Holly asked gently.
"Whatever," Zach sighed.
The door opened and Holly stepped in.
"Why are you so against Ella?" Holly asked grabbing a chair at his desk.
"She's so…" Zach struggled to think of a word. Not beautiful. "Clingy."
"What do you mean?" Holly asked with a frown.
"She sticks to me like Velcro," Zach scoffed. He rolled over on his bed and rested his hands against the back of his head.
"I think she wants to tell you something," Holly replied.
"Well, I don't want to talk to her," Zach said flatly.
"Why?" his mother pressed on.
Because I fell nervous around her. Because I can't stand not touching her when she's near.
"Because she's weird," Zach said. "She's always happy, she doesn't seem to notice issues that evolve around this planet."
"It's nice to have someone positive," Holly said gently. "It's better than someone negative."
"Sure," Zach said disbelievingly.
"Here, honey," Holly said giving him a piece of paper. "Since you didn't want to talk to Ella, she thought that connecting to you by letters would work. I want you to read it."
Zach took the piece of paper and waited till his mother left.
He looked at the neat paper in his hand. It even smelled like Ella. A peachy, vanilla scent.
He unfolded the letter and looked at the neat writing. There were tiny splotches as if tears. Zach clenched his jaw. Girls like Ella didn't deserve to cry. They were special.
Should he read it? Well, what could go wrong? Reading wasn't like talking and definitely not touching.
Zach took a deep breath and read the letter.
Dear Zach,
I wonder why you don't want to talk to me. I haven't done anything wrong, have I?
I want to talk to you about yesterday. We were having such a great time; I was starting to know you better and vise versa. And then you said you didn't want to hurt me. Guess what? You're hurting me right now by not responding. It hurts, Zach. It hurts.
Maybe you don't like me like how I like you. I really like you Zach. Yesterday you became more than a crush. I think you know that already. And even if you don't feel the same, can't we just be friends? I don't know how I would survive if you never talked to me again.
Zach, can you please talk to me one last time. Just one conversation. That's all I'm asking for. Then I'll go away. I promise. I just want one more conversation. There's some things that can't be written in a letter. I'll be waiting outside Wilson Cinemas next week at 2 pm. I can wait forever for you.
See you soon,
Ella.
Zach finished the letter before letting the emotions evoke him. Pain, longing, regret.
Ella was wrong. He did like her the way she liked him. He knew that right after he touched her bare, creamy skin. He knew that he'd never let anything hurt her.
But could he have one last conversation with her? Whilst looking at her? Without touching her?
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"Yes, miss?" a tight-lipped, black-bunned lady asked Edith.
"Do you have record of a baby boy being put up for adoption? It was about eighteen years ago," Edith said.
"There are many children put up for adoption every day," the lady said sourly.
"Listen," Edith started looking at the name tag. "Marge, this is important."
"Why?" Marge asked.
Edith placed her hands on the surface. Her ring, with the symbol of vampire hunters, shone back from Marge's eyes. Edith looked into Marge's eyes and saw recognition. Fear.
"Because if you don't tell me, I will kill you," Edith hissed lowering her voice. "And don't bother trying to get back-up, I'm in disguise and I can get more of my people than you can."
"Okay," Marge stammered clicking on her computer. "W-w-what do you remember?"
"It was the night before Samuel Folan and Evangeline Yerken's wedding," Edith stated.
Excitement gleamed in Marge's eyes.
"3rd of October, I remember!" Marge said. "My sister was there!"
"I'm glad," Edith said flatly. "Now tell me every single boy that was put for adoption on that night."
Marge clicked on some things on the computer.
"There were six boys put up for adoption that night. There names now are Eddie Oslan, Patrick Arnolds, Zach Derek, Xavier Fraser, Liam Headland and Gary Vernott," Marge said reading off the screen.
"Wonderful," Edith smiled. "Now if you can give me their addresses, it'll be good."
"Okay," Marge said. She printed out a piece of paper and handed it to her.
"Thank you," Edith said. "Remember, if you tell anyone about this, I will kill you. You know that vampire hunters have their resources."
Marge was no longer smiling, she turned pale.
"Okay," she whispered.