Chapter 7
If my hands could sweat then they would be slick with it, if my dead heart could beat it would be pulsing triple time and if I could hyperventilate I would be doing so right now.
Grace must have sensed how scared I terrified I was right now so she tried to soothe me by telling me more about her 'family.'
"Edward really, they're not like a big Mafia family, honestly, their just normal people like you and I." When she said that I looked at her with sarcasm obvious in my eyes and she corrected herself.
"Fine well, not mortal, but they are vampires even if they do have tattoos on their bodies and fangs, really, Edward I promise you ,it will just be like a meeting a couple of friends who you happen not to have met before." While she was trying to suppress my panicking. I was wishing that Bella was here to hold my hand. Bella would probably be intrigued to meet these people more than terrified I half joke with myself. But at the memory of her with me in the meadow. The first time she said she loved me. And how she admitted that she wasn't afraid of me, that much. My dead heart felt as if it had been sawed at with a rusty knife over and over. And my lungs felt as if they had been shot repeatedly with a bazooka. My breathing spiked and I put my head in my hands. What did it matter if this coven killed me? I had nothing to live for anyway.
Grace saw my change in state and tried to distract me with a random piece of trivia.
" Did you know that the Ramses condom brand is named after the great Pharaoh Ramses II who fathered over 160 children! Amazing don't you think, And I don't even have any!" Although this was a ridiculous way to try and distract me. It worked. I let out a laugh. But somehow it got strangled on the way put.
"It's ok Edward, we're nearly there." And sure enough within a few minuted the Bentley slid smoothly to a stop outside a magnificent cathedral with intimidating large oak ancient looking doors. Without meaning to I let out a small whimper. I was terrified. Grace rubbed my back in a comforting motion. And although a small gesture managed to soothe me slightly. We emerged out of the car to be be confronted by the harsh light of the sun. I shaded my eyes and peered up to the top of the enormous spire. Grace distracted me from my musing by ushering me toward the door.
She creaked open the door and I was abruptly faced with an spacious yet magnificent hall that's ceiling seemed to stretch on forever. I ogled in awe. Paintings adorned the roof, the work looked a lot like Michael Angelo's work. But I was brought down to earth by several low chuckles that came from in front of me. I peered through the dim light of the hall and saw a small group of 7 casually dressed people in the far back of the cathedral. I was surprised although they obviously had authority from the way they stood and the natural charisma that came with being that old. They also had the strange tattoos that adorned their faces. Although theirs were less dramatic than Grace's patterns of the elements. They also had the almost comic fangs that poked from their lower lips. Even though I was still intimidated, I felt a little better than I had. Seeing them dressed in casual clothing seemed to make them less terrifying.
I started to walk forward with Grace following me close behind me. When I reached them I was however greeted with a dilemma. Should I bow. Or would that look ridiculous. Or should I shake hands. That seemed abit intimate a thing to do,seeming as I hadn't even said hello yet. I stood there looking like a total idiot having no idea what to do.
The woman on the far right of the group with roses adorning her face giggled.
"Edward. Please just follow us we will vacate to somewhere a little more comfortable and introduce ourselves properly." The rest of the group smiled at her words and all turned round within a few milliseconds of each other and proceeded through a small door behind them. I turned round to see Grace smile at me encouragingly. So I finally got some balls and followed after them.
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