Disclaimer: Ok lets just say that in an imaginary world I did own Twilight. Then why in the world would I be writing fanfictions?? haha it all belongs to Stephanie Meyer!
CHAPTER 2
I was a mess. I don't even remember how I got to my house that night, the night where it all went wrong. It hurt to think of it, but I couldn't just forget. I had to figure out who those creatures were and why they attacked us.
I went over that night in my head over and over again, looking for some sort of a clue. Finally, it hit me. One of the creatures bit my friend's neck (I mentally cringed at the thought of it). There was only one creature I knew who did that. Vampires. I thought about it for a minute, and I remembered that vampires weren't real. They were creatures made up to scare us as little kids. But there was no other explanation.
I thought of all the things I knew about vampires from stories and movies. They could only come out at night and they lived in coffins, right? They despised garlic and the only way to kill them was with a stake. I could only hope that I was right. I began plotting all the different ways I could fight the vampires. I thought of strategies, places I might find them, weapons I would take, everything. I really thought I could fight them. Looking back at it, I realize how foolish that was. Nothing could beat them. I was as good as dead.
I wasn't sure how I was going to find them, but I decided to prepare myself anyway. I decorated my house with garlic making sure I put extra near windows and doors. I started packing up food, enough to last me for weeks. I was no longer thinking about what I was going to do, it was like my body was on autopilot, much like that night with Will. I almost forgot about him in my rush to get everything ready. I knew why I was doing all of this. People would think I was crazy, trying to fight vampires. Vampires aren't even supposed to be real! They're fictional creatures! Could I be making this all up? Was it all a bad dream? I was going crazy, arguing with myself. I dizzily walked to my kitchen grabbing a glass of water to splash on my face.
The stress was just getting to me. I had to do this or I would always wonder what could've happened. Besides, this was for him. It wasn't fair what they did. They took him away, and now they were going to pay. I realized that what I had just thought didn't sound like me at all. I was always the peace maker, the one who made everyone think rationally. This wasn't like me, seeking for revenge. I managed to somehow lose a part of myself in these past few days. It was simple; the person I used to know as Gianna was gone.
A/N: Ok so I know these chapters are really short but I don't want to write longer ones until I'm sure that people actually like this story. So please Review! Takes 2 seconds! (or minutes hehe)