Her name was Cara and the first time I spoke to her, I wondered how the hell did she even managed to become part of the guard, much less attract Jane.
She was way too cheery. It was irritating.
She also seemed to not have an understanding of personal space since after fifteen minutes of talking to her, she somehow thought we were going to be good friends.
I finally asked the question, I wasted fifteen minutes in ideal chat, in order to ask.
"I saw you and Jane. Are you guys close?" I pressed.
Her smile dipped, "I can't talk about that. Sorry."
"Oh, it's ok. I was just curious." I lied. "You know people around here talk."
A hint of worry appeared on her face. "Really? What are they saying?"
So her cheery, stupid girl persona wasn't just an act. The girl was really naive. I almost felt sorry for her. I took solace in the fact that more than likely she would not last long. Perhaps a few decades, a century tops.
"Well, they are not really nice things. I should probably not repeat them." I played coy.
The instant emotion of worry was definitely apparent in her face, and I couldn't help but gloat internally.
She was so easy to read; vampires were usually good at masking their expressions and emotions, but she still was very human-like. I wonder how new she was? And how the hell did she actually get accepted into the Volturi? My guess was that she probably has some impressive skills. But I didn't care enough to actually try and find out.
She grabbed my arm lightly and at first I was a bit startled, but I soon realized that it was grasp to pull me in - or perhaps to pull her in- as she tried to whisper, "I'm-I don't really like her, you know, but-but"
As she struggled to express herself, I interjected, "She is forcing you-"
"No. It's not like that. But I don't want people to think that we are like a thing. She is alright, but a little bit too cold and frigid."
The irony of her statement along with her thoughts about Jane made it quite hard to keep up the facade of a blank, mildly curious expression.
Jane was anything but 'alright' and she wasn't a little bit cold and frigid. She was a lot cold and frigid.
"How did you guys start-?" I wanted to know more, but Cara subsequently pulled away.
"I don't really want to-" She didn't have to finish. I nodded my head.