Chapter Eight
Cleo's POV
Once I finally finished curling my hair, I grabbed my car keys and told Bella I was going to the movies. Her mouth pursed to a frustrated line. She nodded as I walked out the door. I was proud of my appearance. I had found one of my older shirts, black with silver and gold skulls and crosses on it. That with my shabby black sneakers, and a pair of dark skinny jeans and smoky makeup with curly hair, I looked like I belonged on one of those lame vampire shows. You know, I could have been Katherine Pierce's twin sister.
I met the three boys outside the movies, and wide grins were on all three faces. Brady waved from behind the other two as Andy hugged me and then Shawn draped his arm around me. "So, my little punk rocker, which movie shall we watch?"
I glanced over at the advertisements, and my eye latched onto a poster that had a huge canine growling.
"That one." I pointed at the poster with determination, and also a bit of a challenge in my voice, considering it was MA and we were only just old enough to see it. Shawn laughed. "I thought you'd pick that one. So we already bought your ticket." Andy dug into his wallet and gave me the slightly scrunched piece of paper. I examined it. Call of the Night. What an unimaginative name that was.
It was half way through the movie. At the moment, it was at a really gory scene, where the towns people had just found someone dead in the middle of the night, entrails torn out, hanging from the top of the church. Lovely image, isn't it?
My thoughts jerked back to the movie as an ear-splitting howl echoed in the cinema. I was the only one in the cinema that seemed to visibly flinch. Brady glanced over at me. "You ok?" He looked genuinely worried. Shawn was stuffing his face with popcorn. Andy was throwing skittles at the row in front.
"Yea, sensitive ears. The howl was a bit much, that's all." He nodded and went back to watching the movie. I set my eyes on the screen as well. A Hollywood version of a werewolf loped onto the screen. I scoffed at its feral appearance and its patched fur. A person a row in front turned around and glared at me.
The wolf glanced up at the moon, distant and cold. Its head cocked to the side, before it whined, then created a howl from deep within its chest. The camera swooped upwards, like a typical movie, and finished with the credits rolling in front of an image of a full moon. People started filling out. As we walked out, Shawn was pretending to be one of the wolves. As other people looked at us weirdly, the rest of the people who had just been in the film laughed with us.
"It wasn't that long of a film…" I sighed as we walked towards the car park.
Andy laughed. "Are you kidding? It went for two and a half hours!"
We all said goodbye to each other and started to walk towards our cars.
All of a sudden, a guy walked in front of me, blocking my way to my car. "Hey sweet heart. How you going?" He looked seedy, with his dark eyes, crappy clothing, and a big leather jacket. I made myself shrink just a bit, to make it look like I was scared. A crude smile slid across his face. "Why don't you come with me? You can have some fun…"
Bile rose in my throat as I thought of 'fun', which the guy was trying to get me into. I was disgusted that he thought I was dumb enough to do that with him. A shiver ran up my spine, and I started to shake uncontrollably, growling as I did so. I tried to control my anger, and in doing so, slammed the guy into the closest car, with unknown strength. I brought his ear close to my mouth. "I won't do any of that shit with you, you stupid lout. If I find out that you do this to anyone else, I will hunt you down and make sure you don't do it again. Comprendo?" His eyes were wide with fear as he nodded to what I said. I smirked at him and let go of him. He fell to the ground and scurried up, before running off, glancing back every hundred metres or so.
I took a couple of deep breaths and relaxed myself and the shaking slowed down a bit.
A hand slung around me. "That was amaz- ooph!" I elbowed the person in the gut. I turned around quickly to see who it was. Shawn was on his knees, holding his stomach. He pointed at me shakily. "I gotta admit you have strength, and accuracy." I grabbed his hand and helped him up.
"Could've been worse," I confided in him. He scoffed. "I could have gotten you in the balls…" I laughed. He visibly whitened and nodded, agreeing with me. I helped him to his car. "You sure you're ok to drive?"
He nodded, got into his car, and drove off. I sighed, walking back to my own car. He would start asking question. I unlocked the door and clambered in. Before I started up the engine, I slammed my head into the driver's wheel. How stupid could I be? Any closer and I might have phased, revealing the pack.
I needed to come up with a cover story, and fast. I watched crime shows and picked up some moves? No, that wouldn't work. I worked out? I laughed mentally at that. He wouldn't fall for that one in a million years. His dad owned Fork's only gym. I learnt some martial arts when I was in Phoenix? Perfect. I hoped that that would do the trick and keep him off the trail. If not, I damn hope Jared is gay, and imprints on him…
Ok, so I don't see that happening. I just hoped that my excuse for being able to scare the shit of out that guy would work.
"Hi Cleo." Bella greeted me as soon as I walked in the door. I lifted a hand, letting her know that I'd heard her. "You ok?" I made an odd sound, which was practically 'go away, I don't want to talk right now' in Cleo talk. Obviously, Bella doesn't know Cleo talk. She followed me up the stairs. When I sat down on my bed and took my shoes off, she sat directly opposite from me. "I know something is up, Cleo. You know you can trust me."
I took a breath in and shook my head. "You see, that's the thing. I can't trust you with this. Even if I could, I can't tell you…" I turned my back to her as I walked to the door.
"Cleo. Don't push me off like that. You can tell me stuff. I'm your older sister…" Her voice was strained, worried.
"You see, that's where you're wrong. I don't have an older sister. I only have an older brother. Remember? I'm a Uley. Not a Swan. At least your family loved you enough to keep you." I walked straight out the door and skipped down the stairs before going to the front door and slamming in behind me. I climbed into my car. I wasn't sure where I was going yet. I'd find out when I got there.
A/N: Ok for any offended by me saying, "Lame vampire shows" then automatically mentioning Katherine Pierce, its Cleo's point of view. She's a werewolf. So what do you think she's gonna say about the vamps?
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