Here's the new chapter. With a Lexi and Jasper pov. I think it's clear who's pov it is.
What do you think of Lexi? What do you want to happen? What do you think is going to happen?
I have some ideas for this story. There will be action and drama in the following chapters but it will take some time.
Enjoy! And don't be scared to leave a review.
The Cullen house was hostile territory for me. I felt slightly nervous. How would they react when they heard what happened in Port Angeles? With how much percent was their hatred towards me going to increase? And when was Jasper coming home?! I didn't trust him at all. I had some very good reasons too.
I wasn't a person who was always full of herself, but I think I did a pretty good job not killing Ivy. Her father, well, he deserved it. His death was actually more of my anger taking it over and not the thirst.
My worry about Ivy was so strong, I felt sick, wanting to go to her house. But I stopped myself from doing it, the last thing I wanted to do was killing her. I flinched from the thought. How would she react when she found out the truth? Her father was dead, murdered, laying in an alley in Port Angeles with his throat sliced open. The killer was known, it was only a matter of time before Ivy knew it.
Don't be ridiculous! You are so to say runaway, nobody will ever find out! And certainly not Ivy. And besides nobody would even bother to look at dazzling looking Lexi. Lexi was innocent. Lexi couldn't kill a grown man.
I wasn't aware of the vampire storming towards me and I hadn't time to react. Rosalie - the blond goodness-like vampire - ducked under my defensive, swinging arm and grabbed a hold of my head, her hands on each side of it. The force became stronger each millisecond her hands were on the side of it. The moment she grabbed a hold of me I started thinking what I had to do. I had to get out of her grip and fast or I wasn't going to live through this. I was a newborn, strong as hell. I would crush her.
Who was she to attack me?! Who was she to even try it?! She knows what can happen!
For the moment I was the strongest one, the one who could crush vampires like Emmett without blinking, but I knew my newborn strength would vanish once I was a year old. It was mentioned a couple of times. The Cullens were looking forward to it, the moment I was no longer physically stronger than them. And then I would have to rely on something else than strength. Possibly my gift, if I managed to control it consciously. The idea of Jasper being - willingly - my victim was… tempting. I needed someone to practice on, and why not on somebody who killed me?
The Cullens could all fight, even Alice and I was a taller than her. Not that much, but still. I wanted to learn it too. YouTube and Google said that it isn't all about strength but about skill and technique. Strength was definitely an advantage in a fight. And I had a lack of skill and technique too. But I could learn, I already knew how to pin someone's arm behind his back and to lock a wrist in a very painful way, but I doubted that it would work on a vampire. I needed to find a teacher, a real one. One where I hadn't the urge to rip him or her apart.
My right arm grabbed hers, my nails clawing in her skin and I stepped away from her as much as her grip allowed it. The next thing that happened was Rosalie thrown off balance, flipped over my shoulder and laying on the ground.
I was on top of her as soon she wanted to get back up, smashing her face with my fists.
" You messed with the wrong bitch, blondie!" I snarled, cruel excitement spreading over my face.
Rosalie was going to have so much pain!
Rosalie was going to scream for mercy!
Rosalie was going to die!
She managed to push me of her, sending me crashing to the ground a couple of meters away. I snarled lively at her.
Rosalie and I met each other in mid-air, the sound of two rocks crashing to together ringing merciless in the air and I was determinate to send her head rolling across the Cullens their yard. I was angry beyond believable, my power swelling inside me, ready to kick in. I was ready to let it go when a wave of calmness crashed over me, suppressing my anger and with that my gift. Rosalie should praise herself lucky.
Jasper was back.
My hands were clenched tightly together, afraid if I opened them I would wring them around Rosalie's neck, which I wanted really, really bad. Her black eyes were staring at me with such an intense hate I could almost feel it burning on my flesh. I smiled defiantly at her.
Come on Rosalie, give me a reason to rip you apart.
Edwards head cocked my side, glaring at me for having such thoughts, and blocking me view so I couldn't see her anymore.
Jasper was next to me in an instant, keeping a tight hold on my upper arm. I was too fixed on Rosalie to care but I felt the tingling and the warm fuzzy feeling on my arm again. What was that feeling? And why did I liked it?
Rosalie was held back by Emmett who gave me a dark look. I looked back, just as dark as he did.
" Don't look at me that way, Emmett. I didn't jump her, maybe you should keep your bitch under control!"
Rosalie snarled, trying to step away from Emmett's iron embrace. Jasper tightened his grip, his fingers pinching my skin to a point I could feel them on my bones. It didn't hurt though.
" Lexi, stop this!" Jasper said, his voice soft and still hurt from the words I had said in Port Angeles.
I turned around, looking straight into his eyes so I could detect any possible lies: " Fine! Is Ivy home again?"
His eyes were the most beautiful, liquid gold that I had ever seen. The gold taking over what I guess had been once a chestnut brown or a forget-me-not blue. Anyway, his eyes were just pretty. Mine were just terribly red. I look like a freaking albino. I couldn't wait until mine would be the same beautiful liquid gold.
He nodded: " Yes, I brought her home, her mother was on the edge of calling the police. She woke up just as I was about to drive into the street where she lives."
The relief I felt was overwhelming. Ivy was safe and Jasper hadn't hurt her. Should I thank him? If I thanked him, he could see it as a first step on the way to forgiveness and it wasn't. Or was it?
I sighed heavy, murmuring a silent 'thank you'.
" She asked a lot of questions. I just said I have seen her on school and I found her laying on the street unconscious so I brought her home. No bad intentions."
I nodded briefly, pleased with the answer he had given her.
I straightened my back and started walking towards the house, wanting to take a shower to clean the dried blood under my nails and the blood that stick to my arm.
I had to pass the Cullens. Rosalie looked like she wanted to see me burn on a stake with my head on a silver plate. I ignored her easily.
Emmett looked like I had ruined the non-existing, friendship between us.
Alice, well, Alice looked like Alice, watching the clothes I wore with a look of distaste. And disappointment of what had happened.
Edward was his usual self, but the look he gave me was one of pity. I was of the rails and I couldn't get back on.
Esme and Carlisle gave me a disappointed look, which made me feel bad. I didn't know why, but it did. And not a little bit, they looked at me like I had stabbed them with a knife in their back.
Even though I had completely shut myself off of any emotions, they seemed to touch something in me. I didn't like it.
The whole story of what happened in Port Angeles shocked my family, ofcourse I left out a couple of thing that had been said.
" When is Eleazar coming?" Edward asked
" He said he and Carmen will arrive around sunrise." Carlisle replied. I could tell he was disappointed in Lexi. The way she acted towards all of us was beginning to take its toll. Even Carlisle who was always so kind and compassionate was losing faith in Lexi.
" Finally! Maybe he can give us come clarity about her gift."
" Are Tanya and the rest coming too?"
" No, they decided they wouldn't come. But they are planning on visiting us soon."
Lexi appeared on top of the stairs, dressed in her usual clothes. My eyes fixed on every detail of her. Her long damp hair, her face, her body, her smell.
Lexi's beauty was dazzling, superb and brilliant. Even considered breathtaking. Physically, she attracted me so much. Her beauty was way to pleasant for my eyes. Every time I caught myself thinking about her in a way I shouldn't. And every time Edward and Alice looked at each other with a grin and a look in their eyes that showed they knew something nobody else did.
Lexi's almost wet, deep sweet, warm scent from when she was human was gone, but it was still the best scent I had ever smelled. The warm vanilla was gone, just like the lilies and the fresh lime and mandarin. What was left of her old scent was adapted. The white musk surrounded her now without being to overpowering, the peppermint provided a touch of freshness. The caramel made sure her smell wasn't just seductive and fresh, it was there with a purpose, adding depth and warmth in her scent. To finish it, the roses were only smellable when she was near you and you took a deep sniff.
" Who's coming?" She demanded.
" Eleazar and his mate Carmen of the Denali coven. They're like us, we consider them family." Carlisle said, not looking at her.
" Why?" The hostility in Lexi's voice made clear she wasn't too keen on meeting new vampires.
" Eleazar has a gift of his own. He can identify the supernatural gifts of other vampires. He comes to see you."
Lexi looked questioningly at us but decided it wasn't interesting enough and disappeared to the attic again.
It was seven o'clock when the rescuing knock on the door of Eleazar and his mate echoed through the house.
Hallelujah, praise the lord.
Esme opened the door, welcoming our guest with her usual warm smile: " Eleazar, Carmen welcome. It's so good to see you again. Come in."
Eleazar and Carmen greeted everyone, but one particular member was missing.
" Lexi would you please come down?" Carlisle asked her politely, hoping she wouldn't be rude towards our guests. Or try to kill them.
She sighed deeply, letting us know she was doing this against her will. Her steps where at a human pace, coming down the stairs oh so slowly. Her face looked bored, any sign of interest missing.
She stood next to me, still a couple of steps away, but relatively close to me.
" Lexi I want you to meet Eleazar and his mate Carmen." Carlisle said, eyeing her as a sign to shake ours guest's hands on a civilized way.
" Pleasure." She replied boring, her eyes examining her shiny nails.
Carlisle shared a look with Eleazar, one that said he shouldn't pay attention to her behavior.
" So you are the Cullens their newest member. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lexi." She looked away from her nails, observing Eleazar.
" Look, you're here for my gift, do your thing, catch up with the Cullens, but leave me alone." Lexi was straightforward. A little rude but straightforward.
" Yes, I will do my thing, miss Lexi."
Eleazar took a step closer to Lexi which made her uncomfortable and wary. As soon as he took a step forward, he had five steps taken back, taking Carmen with him, placing his body defensively in front of hers.
" Mi dulce, what's wrong?" Carmen asked, sort of demanded.
He gasped, clearly shocked. We were all tensed up, nobody really trusted what was going to come.
" Eleazar! What is it? Is she an illusionist?"
He looked at Lexi who just stood there, looking glorious and strained.
" She is! But a hole other type!"
Curiosity rolled off of everyone. What was so special about Lexi, that made Eleazar so frightened, prepared to fight?
" Tell us!"
" She's not a normal illusionist. There's only one illusion she can create, the one of death! Her gift is death illusion!"
O God. Death stands literally beside me.
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