Hey guys, just a side note. In the last chapter, I didn't mean to say Olivia was 18. Ivy's supposed to be the same age (in human years) and she already has a daughter that's a teenager so that would just work out...wrong. Sorry, but I realised later. The age gets really confusing if you so sorry, just try and ignore that! It's not turning out as great as I thought it would but...I don't know, ENJOY!

Chapter 2 - Bloody Sausage

Ivy's POV

"Rose! Violet! Dinner's ready, come down!" I yelled from the kitchen waiting for the girls to come down. I was pulling out the bloody sausage out of the oven. Deep stain red...Perfect! I set down the tray when I felt two hands slither around my waist.

"The food smells good..." Brenden pushed my hair back as he kissed my cheek tenderly. I closed my eyes savouring the moment, and put my hands ontop of his.

"Yeah, well, you're going to get way more than that tonight..." I turned around, so he could reach my lips. I put my hands on his cheek. I was getting deepened into the kiss, and -

"Eww, Mom!" Violet made a gagging sound as she reached down stairs. Her hair, which was the same colour as my mother's, chocolate brown, shone in the kitchen light.

"James, can you turn that down!" Rose complained as she grabbed her little brother's controller and shut off his video game. He got up grudingly and sat down on the table.

"Hey, kiddo". Brendon ruffled James' hair.

I just stood there, watching as my loving family sat down on the table. A smile tugged at my lips. It was amazing. Brenden and I got married a few years ago. Sure, some people thought it was wierd getting married at so early, but they didn't know that we were over a thousand years old. Plus, I didn't care what they said. One of those people happened to be Olivia's parents. They thought I was a bad example. I mean, not that they expressed it freely, but I knew that inside they were watching Olivia closley, to make sure she doesn't follow my lead. They were really hesitant about Olivia living with Jackson alone, but, Olivia's completly innocent.

After all, I didn't care what other people thought, I knew I had a great family. Violet and Rose and James knew they had an aunt Olivia. I mean, they couldn't not know, comparing how close me and her are, but they had no idea she was human. I barely let them talk to her, let alone see her. I knew, when they're young, new, they have thirst for human blood. I had to drive them away from that, and then let them meet Olivia. Violet was still new, I guess. I mean she's 13,(in human years) and it takes just about 10-12 to get out of that stage, but the thirst could stay there for centuries. Sometimes, but I just had to wait a bit longer.

Violet was always curious about that. "Mom, when can we go and meet Aunt Olivia?" I always had an excuse, - not a good one - for that. I knew I had to tell her sooner or later, but now was not the right time. I actually hadn't talked to Olivia for a long time ever since she told me about...a night. I thought it was pretty irresponsible. But who was I to judge?

Rose and James couldn't have more interest. Sure they asked sometimes, but they never thought of it suspicously. Violet definelty did. Sometimes I wondered if she heard mine and Olivia's conversations about getting her to meet them, and the human blood, and Jackson. I knew she must have heard something, some night, but I know it wasn't major.

"So, what happened at school today?" I sat down and put a napkin on my lap. I grabbed my fork and dug into the sausage. Whenever I ate it, it always reminded me of my dad. It was our favourite snack, and he would make it on special ocassions.

"I got an A on my math quiz!" Rose beamed. She was always the smartest one.

"Daniel Mitchel asked me out today!" Violet squeled in her chair. She told me last week that she was scared to talk to him, but I told her just to be honest.

"That's great sweetie! Why don't we have him over for dinner on Sunday?" The last thing I wanted to do was let Violet get distracted by some boy. I knew if I wanted her to date someone, we would have to know him a bit better first...

Violet look pretty convinced at the thought, and was just about to say something when Brenden cut her off.

"I knew you could do it Rose! And Violet, does the boy know you I can snap him up if he hurts you?" Brenden was always his over-protective self ever since we had kids. I thought it was good that he was making sure our kids were safe, but I could tell that they would get annoyed sometimes.

"Whatever, dad" Violet rolled her eyes and ate the rest of her dinner in peace. I was about to say something when the phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID, and was happy that Olivia was calling, but still a little insecure. I thought of going somewhere private to talk to her instead.

"I'll be right back kids." I gave Brenden a you-know-who look, pointing at the phone and made my way upstairs. Just as I was halfway, Violet called up to me.

"If it's Aunt Olivia, can I talk to her?" I froze. What was I supposed to say. My pathetic excuses weren't going to work right now. I knew that that tone Violet had, meant she wasn't going to stop until I gave her the phone.

I made my way upstairs and called out lightly "...Finish your food, sweetheart".

I sat on my bed. Me and Brenden lived in a huge house. A mansion, I guess you could say. I lay on the sheets as I pressed 'talk'.

"Hey Olivia." I said in my usually happy, but not to perky swing. Perky was Olivia's mood, definetly not mine. "I was just about to call you! I missed you, it's been like-"

I was cut off when Olivia said in a terrified voice;

"Ivy! Omigod Ivy!" That was not perky. At all. Something was wrong.

"Olivia, what happened?"

"Omigosh, I shouldn't have! I was so stupid, I- OMIGOD! What am I going to do!"

"Olivia, CALM DOWN! What happened?"

"Ivy, I can't! Omigod, I can't! It's just too much..."

"OK, listen, I'll be there in 15 minutes OK? Bye. Love you." I knew whatever it was, she couldn't talk. It must be big to leave Olivia that speechless. I threw on a warmer sweater, and quickly made my way to the door.

I opened the door and got outside, only to find Violet standing outside, her ear pressed to the door. I knew it. I could tell she heard everything. It wasn't like she heard a big secret, but now she knew that I was going to see her, and there was no way I could deny that.

"Where are you going?"