Oliver.
Fuck him.
I stormed away from him, my body tense and my heart pounding. Why…why did he have to like her? I could tell. I could feel it. If there was one thing that was special about me was that I could tell Oliver's mood just by looking at him. No, I didn't even have to look at him. I just knew. I just knew that they were meant for each other. And yet, somehow, they weren't. She was marked; marked for a blood. I tried not to gag. The bloods were the most vial creatures in the land. They were completely unrefined vampires; they never learned to control their need to feast, and they completely consumed a human when drawing blood. Ew.
Also, how had Oliver just disappeared? He was my human familiar! He couldn't just leave…yet he had. And now he was back, acting as if nothing ever happened. There was something about that girl…Bella…I knew there was something—
Wait. I looked up, finding that I was in Central Park. Erica was a Blue Blood, yes, but…the reason that Charlie no longer lived in New York…I almost choked on the air that I took in.
Bella was a half blood. No….no….NO. There wasn't supposed to be anymore live births in the case…Charlie broke his bond…I shuddered.
There was a whole story about Charlie. A very long time ago he broke his bond, and had gone into hiding. No one had seen or heard from him in a very long time, so many assumed he had died, which was what happened to anyone who broke their bond. But no, he was still alive if that vial offspring was still alive.
"Don't forget you're just as vial," A voice whispered in my ear. I turned to see a tall boy with sculpted features and golden brown hair behind me. I chuckled a little and stared into his topaz eyes. Some may have called them fearful with the look he held in his eyes, but I only found the death stare to be comical. Blood vs. Blue Blood? Please. I may be young, but Blue Bloods are blessed with the angelic strength.
"You were never an angel," The Blood declared with a tense voice. I laughed again. Who did he think he was?
"Why thank you, my little stalker, for pointing that out," I teased. I started to hear a hint of Mimi in my voice, which normally would have made me shudder or writhe inside, but one had to admire her talent at making people feel below her.
"All the bloods know of your tale, you're miracle birth," He said, his body almost coursing with anger.
"It's nice to know the Bloods at least look up to us. Seeing as you're vulgar practices are so favorable," I retorted. I was truly channeling Mimi today. But the Bloods just disgusted me in every way. While the Blue Bloods sat in the highest order of vampires they simply destroyed humans with an utter disregard for their being. Vulgar beyond belief. "Why are you here anyway?" I spat. I had no taste for them. Blue Bloods have enough to worry about anyway. In fact, while they're fighting their little wars with the werewolves, we were trying to save the world from eternal damnation. How are the two in comparison?
"Damnation you caused!" He hissed, and I narrowed my eyes. "And I can be here if I want to be."
"You're not afraid of the fact that you are as bright as a star in broad daylight? Even you're beauty is vulgar; you bring attention to yourself even when you walk. The Blue Bloods choose to assimilate into society, make it our home. We're saving the world from hidden doors while you gallivant around and make yourselves known. Do you even have any idea what we're dealing with? And why we do not need you here?!" I almost shouted, but couldn't because there were people around. I looked up at the grey sky, which threatened rain. I smiled. I loved rain.
"Enough!" He yelled, just as thunder clapped in the distance. By now, most people had left and the only habitation was a rabbit and a piece of paper, floating wildly around. The boy raced up and tried to grab me, but I quickly outmaneuvered him, and grabbed his throat. I was attempting to destroy him, but I had no idea how to do so. He tried to grab me but I let go of his neck and began to run. I couldn't risk getting in trouble. Not now. Anyway, the masquerade was tonight. Bliss had bought me this really awesome dark blue dress that had been torn in just the right places, and it looks amazing on me.
I ran back home quickly, and slipped into my room. I hated this penthouse. But thank god it was eerily empty tonight, because both Jack and Mimi were out preparing for the ball. If Jack would've been here…I don't know what I would've done. I looked at the clock. Bliss was going to have me picked up in one of her mothers tacky over the top BMW's or whatever they were at eight thirty, and we were going to arrive all tacky together. I sighed. Without Bliss this past summer, I would have gone insane. I got everything together and fixed my hair up a little. It was extremely glossy tonight for some reason, and my skin seemed to glow. Did fighting with someone always do that to you? I looked over at my night table and saw a beautiful tiny sapphire bracelet, and the dark sapphires perfectly matched my dark blue dress. I slipped it on my wrist, admiring the beauty of the diamond and dark sapphire jewels linked together by intricate silver metal weaving.
I heard long horn outside of my house. Eight thirty already? I shook my head from reverie about the bracelet. I knew this was from Jack. It had to be. But…we were done. Why was he giving me bracelets? Especially a bracelet as nice as this? I slipped on my simple black pumps, grabbed my black feathered mask adorned with dark sapphires matching the ones on my bracelet. I somehow manage to remember my coat and my old, fading black satin clutch in my haste, but what I didn't notice was a little piece of paper fell out of that bracelet.
And that Mimi should never have seen that piece of paper.