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So vampires and werewolves are real. They just go by different names and aren't quite what one would expect. I'm not sure how exactly to feel about it all. I mean, the guy I've been sleeping with for the last six months, who I've been friends with since childhood, is an actually werewolf. And the guy I have a magnetic pull towards, one I can't quite explain, is a blood-drinking vampire.
It's certifiably insane and I'm sure if I told anyone about it I'd have a one way ticket to the asylum, but it was real. Really real.
I wanted to talk to Billy about it, tell him that I know, but for some reason I don't think it would go too well. Plus he'd never let me see the Cullen's again if he knew I knew. I mean, he already forbid me from seeing them but, I'd be on an even harsher lock down than before.
Currently I was waiting for Bella in the parking lot of Forks High School, or Emmett, whoever showed up first really. I'd texted Bella last night after leaving Paul's house, just two words. I know. She never responded so that left me with no choice but to ambush her.
Unfortunately it wasn't Bella that showed up first. It was Emmett. And even though I swore up and down that he wouldn't hurt me, that I wasn't scared; watching the 6'5" vampire walk toward me was a little daunting.
My heart rate was picking up and I could feel doubt creeping in. What if I told him I knew his secret and he decided it was snack time? The parking lot was empty of people except for us, it'd be the perfect opportunity to kill me--no witnesses.
Emmett came to a stop a few feet in front of me. I could see the uncertainty on his face, his features pulled back in a slight grimace. I appreciated the distance, not that it mattered, he could catch me in half a second if he wanted to.
I swallowed around the lump that decided to clog my throat, making it somewhat difficult to breath. "So," my voice was rough so I quickly cleared it, breaking eye contact with Emmett, "I figured out your guys' secret." My voice wavered at the end and I couldn't help but let out an awkward laugh.
When I looked at him again, Emmett was looking away, toward the woods. He met my gaze again and I could see the uncertainty in his eyes, the nervousness. "We shouldn't talk about this here, can we go somewhere else?"
Paul's warnings echoed in my head, he'd kill me if he knew I was alone with a vampire. But, I didn't really care all that much. Something inside my chest was telling me I was safe, that Emmett wouldn't hurt me. Which is insane because I barely know the guy, but I trusted him.
I gave a small nod, "yeah. But, I'm driving." I turned on my heel and walked toward my car, knowing that he was following behind me. I started the car, sparing Emmett a quick glance. The man was too big to fit in my car, his shoulders and neck were hunched forward and his knees were bent up at an angle that looked extremely comical.
I couldn't help the laugh that flew out of my mouth as I took in the odd sight. Emmett seemed to find it funny too because his laughter followed suit until we were both cackling. "Ha, ha. Laugh at the big guy," Emmett teased while he reached for the seat controls.
"I didn't realize how small my car was," I laughed, looking away from him to start my car. "Don't worry, we're not going too far." I pulled out of the parking lot and turned onto the main road. We needed somewhere quiet and alone to talk, and I knew the perfect place.
It wasn't too far from the school, only five miles. But the drive felt long, neither of us speaking and instead opting to sit in silence. And for the first time since meeting Emmett, the silence between us felt awkward.
I was itching to get out of the car that by the time we pulled to a stop, I threw the car in park and jumped out so quick you'd think my ass was on fire. Like I'd suspected, there was no one here, just us. It was a pull off. off of the 101, hidden in the trees and overlooking a cliff face. I'd come here a few times by myself but never with someone else.
I moved around the car and rested against the hood, waiting for Emmett to join me. I dropped my gaze to the gravel under my feet, kicking at the rocks with the toe of my converse while I waited to Emmett to say something.
"How much do you know?" His voice broke the silence as he moved to stand in front of me, leaving a good bit of space between us--something I was thankful for.
I took a breath before meeting his eyes. Gold, I reminded myself, gold meant he didn't eat people. Beyond that truth, the color was still so beautiful. Though, I think even with ruby red eyes, I'd still find him attractive. I shook that thought away, banishing it quickly to the back of my head.
"You're a vampire," the words felt silly on my tongue, like they were apart of some pretend game a child would play. But they were real, it was all real. Paul had given me the run down on shifters and vamps last night, told me anything I wanted to know. "You're whole family are vampires.
"But, you don't kill people. You can't come onto the reservation because of some eighty year old treaty. But you know what blows my mind the most?" I can't fight off the smirk pulling at my lips, "You're immortal and for some reason, you guys decided to go back to high school."
Emmett barks out a laugh that startles my heart into a racing tempo. My smile stretches across my face fully now, unable to stay serious even for this conversation. I mean, the mans a vampire for crying out loud, there's nothing normal about this.
"Only you, princess," Emmett shakes his head, still chuckling lightly. "Trust me, going to high school wasn't my first choice."
"Then why do it?--Wait, how many times have you gone to high school?"
Emmett smiles and looks away, "for image reasons. The younger we are when we start out in a place, the longer we can stay. And to answer your question, I've graduated more times than you are years old."
My mouth fell open in shock. He's finished high school over 16 times? That's insane. I cringed slightly, "wait, how old are you?"
Emmett winced slightly, like that was the question he didn't want me asking. "I think I'm somewhere in the 90s?"
I'd been lusting after an old man. A man who is like five times my age... I looked him over, my eyes flicking from his head of dark black curls to his large chest and arms and-- okay, so the man is old, but he's smoking hot.
"Oh, okay, so pretty old then, huh?" I couldn't help but laugh lightly.
"Are you scared?"
I met Emmett's gold eyes, they were a deep honey yellow that made my heart skip a beat. I could feel the magnet in my chest pulling me toward him, urging me to trust him. He wouldn't hurt me, that much I was certain of.
"No," I shook my head, "I probably should be, but..." I took a breath and placed my hand over my chest, right over the magnet that resided there, "but I feel like you won't hurt me." I dropped my hand to my side.
Emmett's eyes locked onto mine and his lips pulled up into a smirk, "nah, I couldn't hurt you even if I wanted to."
I furrowed my brows, "what do you mean?"
Emmett stared at me for a long moment before letting out a breath and looking away, "I'll tell you another time." My interest piqued but I didn't bother pushing him on this. All this vampire talk wore me out. All I wanted to do now was relax, maybe watch a movie.
"Okay. How bout that date then?" I smiled up at him while pushing off the hood of the car.
Emmett met my gaze again, "whenever you want to have it, princess."
