Chapter 6.
I waited for the man to come back. In the back of my mind, I knew that he would not, but the hopeful thought always pushes the logical thought away.
Victoria and Laurent wanted to leave, for my sake as well as their own. They knew that place had no good memories for me, just pain and sorrow. They also felt danger by staying; too many people were becoming aware of our existence. We left Cape Town three days after the man had left me. Two days after I had stopped wondering what had happened to the man. One day after I had begun my resentment towards all men, towards anyone who could destroy my heart and the little stability I still had.
We ventured towards America, once again. We did not know where we were headed, only in the hopes of finding a quiet place, with no publicity, in order to find easy prey. This is how we came upon Forks, Washington.
This was one of the rainiest places in the world, besides the rainforest itself. It was not hard to find someone easy to kill, many people traveled alone. None were aware of the dangers which surrounded them, dangers which they could not hide from. The problem with this town was that it was small, not many people populated the town and this caused a difficulty. Luckily, these people were also not so bright; they believed it was an animal that killed that man, not something so much more powerful.
The first kill was much too easy: an older man, alone, and very weak. Victoria, of course, attacked him more vigorously than she had to, she did not necessarily care that he was about 65, just that he was a man, and for that unexplained reason, he deserved to die a horrible death. I did not mind, I just wanted his blood.
We had to wait for some time to attack again, the police had become involved and, frankly, we did not want to bother with them. The second kill was much of the same, and was not something I need to elaborate on. Another man, another hopeless shot at survival for him, more blood for us. Laurent was getting bored with this town, but got excited when the police started "tracking" us. I say this because, clearly, their capabilities were far below par. Victoria led them off track, and we were safe once again.
About one week after our last kill, we came across the scent of vampires, something we did not anticipate. There was a thunderstorm, and we could hear a game of baseball being played. We traveled towards the noise, more of us would be a welcome change, and we wanted to consult them on where we should head next. Laurent also wanted to join their game of baseball, as it was one of his favorites. When we arrived in the clearing that they were playing in, they were waiting for us, as if expecting our visit. There were eight of them, all well groomed, as though they were not traveling, but staying in one place. Three of the males approached us, and we moved forward to greet them.
Laurent spoke first to the front man who was clearly the leader, "We thought we heard a game," he said. Of course, he was eager to play rather than worrying about who these vampires were, and why they were so clean. "I'm Laurent, these are Victoria and James." After that, I did not pay attention to the conversation, all I heard were snippets of what was being said. I was busy studying these peculiar vampires. One male had not stepped forward, and it seemed as though he was guarding one of his family. This seemed strange to me, as vampires can fend for themselves.
I heard the head male of their group talk about a permanent residence, and this also seemed bizarre, this could only mean one of two things: they, like the Volturi, did not hunt on their land, in order to maintain their identity. Or they did not eat humans. I believed it to be the former, as the latter seemed completely ridiculous.
After a while, the head male and Laurent had come to some decision about discussing their permanent residence at their home. I was satisfied with this, as I was very curious, until a gust of wind was shot into my nostrils, filling them with the scent of blood. I whipped my head around to the male vampire, protecting his family, and understood immediately. He was not protecting one of his own, he was protecting his food. That greedy bastard.
I jerked into a crouch, and the male guarding the food did as well. Laurent became confused, and Victoria stared at the face of the girl, trying to comprehend all that had just happened. Laurent exchanged some words with the other coven, still I did not focus, as my attention was directly on the girl and that greedy vampire. I became more and more enraged. This vampire was beautiful, and I felt my heart twinge when I stared into his golden eyes.
"I said she's with us," the head male said. I was stunned, and grew even angrier by the fact that this exquisite male would protect a piece of meat over a vampire. Or me. I immediately decided that this girl must die, she did not deserve that vampire's love, she was only a dietary necessity.
They all left in different directions, and I ran to follow that girl. I kept my distance, as she was flanked by three vampires. I followed them to her house, and overheard her telling her father that she was headed to Florida, where her mother lived. Of course this was complete bull, she was only saying it because she knew I would be listening. They left with her bags packed, and I followed, waiting for my chance.