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Chapter eight is up! Hope you all like it!

Chapter eight – Confessions

Elizabeth's P.O.V

Emmett pulled into the driveway of my house with a sigh. We both sat in silence, each collecting our own thoughts.

"Thanks, again," I finally said. "For save me, I mean."

Emmett chuckled and kissed my hand, "Anytime, my 'Lizabeth."

A brilliant blush rose to my cheeks and Emmett grinned.

"I-I better go inside," I mumbled.

Emmett smiled, leaned over, and delicately kissed my cheek, leaving the place where his lips had touched burning. "I'll see you on Monday, Elizabeth."

"Bye," I murmured and hopped out of the Jeep. I waved to him and watched as he backed out of the drive and until he disappeared around the corner. My hand was still raised in farewell.

Then, I turned and started walking to the house.

I was nervous. I knew that Remus would be able to smell Emmett on me, but I didn't know if he would recognize what the smell was.

And if he did? We would be forced to move straight back to Hogwarts. Straight back to my fame. Straight back to the people who want me dead.

I didn't know if I could handle that.

But—thankfully for me—Sirius was the one that swung open the door when I was on the last step.

"Hey, pup!" he greeted happily, pulling me into a hug. "Did you have fun?"

I nearly snorted.

"Yeah."

"Who was that?" he asked, peering down the road in the direction that Emmett had left. "I thought Eva and Leah were bringing you home?"

I shrugged, "I got bored at the mall so I went to a bookstore. I was going to meet Eva and Leah at the Mexican restaurant down the street from the mall. But Emmett Cullen was there—he sits next to me in Biology—so we struck up a conversation and lost track of time. So he brought me home."

Sirius nodded, still peering down the road with narrowed eyes, "Do you feel that?"

"Feel what?"

"I don't know. It's another magical presence. But it's different. Like another magical creature has been here…"

Panic started to rise in my chest, but I quickly pushed it down and shook my head, "I don't feel anything."

He frowned and shook his head, "I must be feeling things. After all, I am an old man."

I cracked a grin, "You not old, just… not very young."

"Why, you little—" he grabbed me and started tickling me.

"S-S-Sirius!" I laughed, squirming. "S-st-stop!"

"Not until you say sorry!" he grinned.

"Fine! Fine! I'm sorry!"

He let go of me.

"I'm sorry that you can't take a joke!" I then sprinted into the house, with Sirius right behind me

"YOU LITTLE PRAT!"

HPHPHPHPHPHPHP

I collapsed onto the couch, my hair soaked. I'd taken a long shower to try and wash Emmett's smell off of me before Remus got home.

Speaking of Remus…

"Hey, Padfoot?" I asked. "Where's Remus?"

Sirius shrugged from his recliner, "Said something about an emergency staff meeting at the Elementary School."

I looked at the clock on the wall, "When did he leave?"

"Just before you did."

I raised my eyebrows, "That's a long staff meeting…"

Sirius shrugged again.

I sighed and turned back to the TV. And then the door opened.

"I'm home!" Remus called from the lobby.

"Speak of the devil," I muttered amusedly.

"I heard that!" he yelled.

"You were meant to!" I yelled back as Sirius chuckled.

Remus came in, shrugging off his jacket and hanging it on the coat rack. He dropped a kiss on my forehead, plopped down beside me, and slung an arm loosely around my shoulders. "How was your day?" he asked me.

"Good," I said. "I went to Port Angeles with Eva and Leah and went shopping."

Remus frowned at Sirius, "You let her go to Port Angeles by herself without another adult?"

Sirius held up his hands in defense.

"Moony," I jumped in. "It was okay. I had my wand with me at all times. And I don't need babysitting. I can take care of myself."

"I know you can, cub," he said, kissing the top of my head. "It would just help ease this old man's nerves if someone was there with you…"

HPHPHPHPHPHPHP

I walked into Biology on Monday and saw Emmett smiling at me. I smiled back and sat down.

"How are you?" he whispered in my ear. I shivered as his breath tickled my neck.

"I'm good," I whispered back. "You?"

"Great."

"Good… Why are we whispering?"

Emmett laughed and said in a normal voice, "I don't know. Just felt like whispering."

I rolled my eyes and class started.

Sometime later, Emmett slipped me a not in his elegant handwriting.

Would you mind me taking you somewhere after school? I want to show you something.

I looked at him quizzically, but he determinedly stared straight ahead. I shrugged and wrote:

Sure. Where are we going?

He smiled mischievously and wrote back:

You'll just have to wait and see.

I almost groaned.

HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP

"Okay… so… where exactly are we going?"

We were in my truck, Emmett driving, me in the passenger seat. We were heading East, outside of town.

Emmett grinned, "You'll just have to wait and see."

I glared at him, "You know, I really hate it when you do that."

His grin widened, "All the more reason to do it."

I glared at him fiercely.

We parked on the side of the road about ten miles out of Forks. There was a small hiking path in front of us.

"So…" I said slowly. "You brought me all the way out here to show me a hiking path?"

Emmett chuckled, "No, no, silly Elizabeth. I brought you here to show you what's at the end of the hiking path."

It was a very tall and steep looking hill, but what the heck…

"Alright," I agreed. "Let's go."

The kid up the kill was slow, but peaceful. Emmett and I talked about today and yesterday and a little on our backgrounds.

Or… I talked about my background.

I'd told him how my parents died a few months after my first birthday and how I'd been sent to live with my aunt and uncle and cousin. I told him that I'd gone to a boarding school when I was eleven, how I'd made my first friend there. I told him how Sirius had gotten out of prison my third year at the boarding school because he'd been proven innocent and framed of murders he didn't commit. I also told him that bad—really bad—things had happened my fourth and fifth year at the boarding school, so we moved to Forks.

Emmett listened with rapt attention, nodding and commenting at just the right times.

And then he stopped, throwing his arm out to stop me too. He grinned at my quizzical look.

"This," he said, stepping through the trees, "is what I wanted to show you."

I stepped out behind him. I hasped at what I saw. We were standing on a large cliff overlooking a huge valley. There were trees and ponds and grass and…

And it was beautiful.

"Emmett!" I gasped. "This… this is gorgeous! How'd you manage to find this?"

Emmett led me to the edge and we sat down, our feet dangling over the edge.

"I was just exploring one day," he shrugged off-handedly. "But… I brought you out here because I wanted—no, I needed—to tell you something."

I stared at him, "What is it?"

He took a deep breath, "I-I've wanted to tell you this for the longest time, but I didn't know how you'd react, and I was scared that you wouldn't be my friend anymore, so I didn't tell you, but I'm telling you now."

My heart started hammering in my chest as I realized what he was about to tell me

He looked me dead in the eyes and whispered hoarsely, "I'm a vampire." And then he closed his eyes, obviously afraid of my reaction.

I couldn't decide how to react. Should I be the shocked person that screams and runs? Should I be the overly dramatic person that faints on the spot? Or should I tell him that I knew already?

I decided on the latter of the three, because, 1). It would be a hell of a lot easier, and 2). It would be so funny to see his face.

So I said quietly, "I know."

His eyes flew open.

And I was right: his face was priceless.

"I—what—how?" he stammered.

I chuckled a bit nervously and said, "I've known for a few days now."

Emmett finally composed himself, if only a little, "Why… why are you here… with me then? Why did you agree to come?"

I shrugged, "I decide that if you'd wanted to kill me, you would've already done it, so… I decided to give you a chance t prove that I could trust you. You… kind of did that Saturday… with those men…"

Emmett grinned. "But…" his grin faded. "How'd you figure it out?"

I bit my lip, "Well… I guess if you can trust me with your secret, I can trust you with mine. Can I?"

He nodded fervently.

I took a deep breath, "I'm a witch."

He stared at me blankly, "Like the kind that say weird spells and are able to possess people?"

I glared at him, slightly offended, "No. the kind that waves a wand and says little incantations and keeps other wizards and witches from killing vampires. Because trust me, if my godfathers new what you and your family were, they'd kill you and then move us straight back to London."

That shut him up.

I looked down and back up, "Why'd you trust me with your secret so quickly?"

Emmett shrugged, "I don't know… I just feel this… connection with you. I feel like I can trust you with anything. Why didn't you confront me about what I am when you figured it out?"

I shrugged too, "I… kind of wanted to see if you trusted me enough to tell me."

He grinned.

"So…" I said uncomfortably. "I reckon since we know each others' deepest secret now… we can hang out more…?"

He grinned, "Definitely."

And, without warning, he leaned in and softly touched his lips to mine.

And there's chapter eight! I hope you all liked it!

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