A/N: So after the last batch of uploads I received a review that said (paraphrasing) my fan fiction was too perfect, had no conflict so far, and was very predictable. Now that I'm editing and such, I can see why that was mentioned. Honestly, I kind of dislike this fan fiction because it is somewhat plot-less and very "lacking" so to speak. I have to keep in mind that I had starting writing this a few years back and have changed my writing style tremendously compared to this (at least from most of the chapters). The problem was, as I continued to write this, I got bored. It was too late to change much, and I just wanted to complete it. So yes, I agree that this is somewhat crappy, and I apologize. If I could start this whole thing over, I probably wouldn't have written it in the first place, or just discontinued it all together.

As for criticism goes, I don't mind whether it's positive or negative. I'd prefer negative as that ultimately tells me where I stand, what I need to work on, what's down right outrageous or brilliant, etc. So thanks to everyone who had reviewed so far. I appreciate it.

{{Charlotte's POV}}

We stayed on the beach 'til sunset. Seth had calmed down, but he still was quiet. I called my dad telling him I would be spending the night at the Clearwaters' with Leah―Seth would most likely be patrolling. I felt kind of nervous being alone with Leah. I barely knew her, but I still trusted her somewhat. After the long afternoon at the beach, we didn't do much. We were too tired and were knocked out by eleven.

I was up by noon. Leah had given me clothes to change into. I headed for the living room only to find it empty. As I walked around, I noticed the house was quiet. No one was here. Where was everyone? I waited for an hour for someone to show up, but no one ever did. I decided to take a walk to my mother's house. It wasn't far. I left a note on the front door just in case.

"I have to do a few things." My mother was shuffling papers and running throughout the house. "I'll only be gone a few hours, but Kayla is here." At the mention of her name, Kayla appeared. "Stay as long as you want, but I don't want your wolf to come tearing down my house looking for you." She headed for the door.

"I left a note. I haven't seen any of them today yet though."

She nodded. "Alright. Make yourself comfortable." She disappeared through the door.

I turned to face Kayla. She raised an eyebrow and leaned against the wall.

"So you're Charlotte." It was more of a statement, but I nodded anyway. "You're such a fragile human. I could kill you...but that would upset your mother." She shrugged. "Are you thirsty?"

She disappeared around the corner. There was noise coming from the kitchen. I sat on the couch. A few seconds later Kayla came back.

"Here. At least we can make this human stuff useful." She handed me a cup of hot chocolate. "I didn't poison it, so you're safe."

"Thanks." It instantly warmed my hands. I sipped it, staring at her. She stood against the far wall with her arms crossed staring right back at me. I didn't fully trust her. Something about her, besides the usual urge to stay away from a vampire, told me that I should be extra careful.

I wished Seth would hurry back. Even though I was supposed to be spending time with my mother, I got stuck with Kayla. I didn't see much wrong with her. It was just her presence that made me uncomfortable. I felt like she deeply hated me.

"I can sense your anxiety," she whispered loud enough for me to hear. "Are you afraid of me?"

"N-no," I stuttered. I cleared my throat. "No."

She sneered. In a way, she reminded of Rosalie, but I think Kayla was far more deadly.

"You know what I wonder?" Kayla asked. She walked towards me. "Why are you so important?"

"What?"

"Arianna has suddenly taken an interest in you after all these years." She cocked her head to the side. "She's never mentioned you until a few months ago."

I shifted uncomfortably. "Well, I don't know."

"Me either. You know, I've been wondering about something." She paused. "I wonder what would happen to a werewolf offspring if they had vampire venom in their bloodstream."

I blinked a couple times. What was she talking about?

"Would that person die or turn into a dangerous hybrid?"

"Uh, I'm not sure." Something in the pit of my stomach told me I needed to leave. Now. I stood suddenly. "Well, I guess I should leave and come back another time. I don't want you to waste your time." I edged for the door.

"But don't you want to have a little experimentation?"

I didn't answer. The hair on the back of my neck rose. Now I knew what she was getting at. My heart thudded against my ribcage. I'm sure she heard it.

"Come on, Charlotte. You don't have to be afraid. I won't hurt you."

I had opened the door a few inches only to have it slammed shut again. I could see her pale hand out of the corner of my eye.

"Let's have a little scientific research session."

Quicker than I could blink, she dug her fangs into the side of my arm. I screamed and tried to jerk back, but she held on tightly. I dropped to the ground a few seconds later surrounded by darkness.