I was a monster. That's what I was. I needed blood and Hannah sitting next to me was not making it any easier. I felt so weak and used up what little energy I had to walk back to the car. Hannah had been in shock and I had had to carry her to the car while trying to reassure her that everything was fine. I smirked, I had just murdered two men in front of her, how was she going to be alright?
I started the car and rolled the windows down, trying to get rid of the strong scent of Hannah's blood. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on getting back to my apartment. It was only a few blocks away so I didn't have to stay awake for long. I could feel the sleepiness creeping up on me and it was getting harder to stay awake.
"Hannah, dear, could you please call your father?" I said handing her phone. She looked at me, terrified and flinched when I moved my hand towards her, but quickly grabbed the phone and tried smiling at me. Tried.
Sighing, I drove off and heard Hannah trying to explain everything to Claire and was grateful that she skipped the killing. I could hear Sam's aggravated voice ordering Claire to join him and whomever else to come pick Hannah up.
I honestly didn't care. My body was about to shut down and I just wanted to be in my apartment before it happened. Parking in my assigned spot, I turned to look at Hannah. "I hope I didn't scare you too much. I didn't want you to witness something like that, but I… I just couldn't stop myself. I know your family already doesn't approve of me and this won't make it any better,"
Hannah stopped me by placing her hand over mine on the steering wheel. "Thank you, for saving me. You have nothing to worry about."
Did she really mean those words? I had just murdered and she was telling me not to worry? She sent me a reassuring smile and I tried to reciprocate, but I didn't know if she was playing with me. Deciding to let it go, I got out of the car and she followed me into my apartment building.
Walking into the building, I heard Hannah try to keep up with me. I quickly walked up to the second floor and unlocked my door, struggling to keep my eyes open. I could hear my breaths get louder and walking into the apartment, I heard the ringing in my ears. Heading towards the couch, I lost it and saw black.
"Sofia! Oh, thank god you are alright! What happened? Do you feel okay?" Claire's voice was already beginning to give me a headache so I covered my ears. I was too afraid to open my eyes to see who was there. I could smell the wolves and Renesmee.
Groaning, I opened my eyes and saw Jacob, Sam, Quil, and Embry. "I would like to sleep," I grumbled and turned around to give my back to them. Someone had grabbed a blanket and placed it on me. Most likely Renesmee, she was the quiet but perceptive one. I smiled.
"Sofia," Renesmee came over and placed her hand on my back. "Hannah already told us everything, but we just want to make sure you're okay. Your heartbeat is slower than normal and you seem pretty tired which is abnormal for us." Her sweet voice was angelic and her caring nature made it harder for me to keep my wall up.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to sob everything out to her, how I had easily killed two men and had enjoyed it, but how could she understand? She had never killed anyone, much less Claire. I might have the most "normal" lifestyle out of both, but I was still a murderer. I wasn't about to open up to her, much less with the pack around, but I had to say something so I gave them some of the truth.
"I'm fine, I just get really exhausted after a… confrontation. My body doesn't have the blood it needs to replenish the energy being used up by my body. It also makes it hard to be around humans, so could you please take Hannah and Claire out." I begged feeling the burning sensation in my throat. "I would just really like to sleep right now," I yawned. And as if I were on a schedule, I was once again asleep.
