I decide to not go to La Push Beach. Bella doesn't try to convince me to come. I don't know what Jessica's problem with me is, but Bella tells me that she woud talk to her about it. I'm glad to get the house to myself today anyway. I make myself a cup of tea and curl up on my bed. My room looks a lot more lively now that we took the decorations out of storage.
I pull my phone out to let the Cullens know I won't be there.
To: Cullen Fam (Rosa🌹, Allie🧚🏻♂️, Jazz🧑🏻🌾, Creeper👁👁, Gigantor💪🏻)
Hey guys. I'm not gonna be at La Push Beach today. Bella is still going though.
Rosa🌹: What did Jessica do now?
How do you know it was Jessica?
Jazz🧑🏻🌾: It's always her.
Allie🧚🏻♂️: No matter what she says, you're amazing!
Rosa🌹: Yeah, you're slightly less annoying than everyone else.
Awe, thanks Rosa!
Rosa🌹:🙄
I smile and put my phone down. I look out the window, enjoying the Evergreen trees outside. after a few seconds, I feel a buzz coming from my phone.
From: Gigantor💪🏻
Do you wanna talk about it?
No, I'm fine. Jessica is just being a meanie.
Okay. If you ever do, I'm always here.
Thanks Emmy.
Of course Ángel .
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After I finish my tea, I get up and walk over to my desk. I pull out the drawer and pick up the Cristóbal Family Tome. I flip to the bookmarked page, the one with the passage about my family being witches. I turn to the first page and start reading.
After reading for an hour, I come across a section that looks like a series of journal entries by someone named Imelda Cristóbal. I flip back to the family tree and find that she is my great great great grandmother. I flip back to her entry.
While traveling in the Amazon rainforest, I came across a group of three women. They were incredibly fast, had superhuman strength, their skin was as cold as ice, and in the sun, they sparkled like diamonds. After making contact with them, and explaining myself, we grew a friendship together. I stayed with them in their home for the past three or four months, helping them with my magic, giving them potions and charms for protection against the other villagers that often come after them. The three women are named Zafrina, Kachiri, and Senna, and they all have beautiful dark skin, elongated canine teeth, sharp features, and red eyes. They wear only animal skins and paint a black stripe across their eyes. After the first month, we came across another traveler, a man. He tried to fend off the women, calling them witches. Little did he know, I was the witch. The three descended on him, and after puncturing his skin with their elongated teeth, they proceed to drink his blood. The tallest one, Zafrina, offered me some of his blood she had collected in a bowl. I refused, and she was surprised. She explained that she thought I might have been like them. When I asked her what they were, she responded with a word I had only heard of: Vampire.
I look up from the page. Incredibly fast. Superhuman strength. Ice cold skin. All things I have noticed about the Cullens.
They then explained that they drink blood to survive. They had not thought to drink my blood, however, because they said that my blood smelled too sweet for their taste. I had seen them drink the blood of others a few more times during the time I stayed with them. They always killed those who they drank from, but they returned the people to the village in order for them to receive the proper burial rites of their people.
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[Discontinued] His Angel- Twilight
FanfictionThis story has been discontinued, with a new version coming soon. BxB Ángel Cristóbal Santos is the son of Maria Adelina Cristóbal and Ricardo Iglesias Santos, Charlie and Renée Swan's best friends. He grew up in Los Angeles alongside his best frie...