Beautifully Undead

Chpt.9: Interrogations

Chapter 9

"Your life...." The doctor asked with concern.

I sighed looking up at him and nodding.

"How did your injuries heal? How did you leave the hospital without anyone noticing." He asked curiously.

I glared at him.

"Why do you care so freaking much? Huh? I don't have to tell you anything. Shouldn't you Just be happy I'm alive?" I told him heatedly.

"Why want you answer the questions?" Jasper asked in a southern accent.

I looked at Jasper he looked suspicious of me.

"Because I don't want to. You people have been kind to me. I am grateful. But I can't. You want like what you hear. I'm sure." I said to him.

"Cora were not going to hurt you. We want let anything happen to you. If that is what your worried about." Carlisle said to me softly.

"Yes. You are safe with us. We will like you no matter what. Cora we just want to know about you. We just want to know your safe." Esme told me reaching out to take my hand.

I looked at her and I knew she was telling the truth.

"You promise nothing bad will happen?" I asked seriously.

She smiled at me and nodded.

"I promise." She told me softly.

"I trust you Esme." I whispered.

I looked at everyone and they stared at me intently. Ready to her what I had to say.

"You can't take me home because...I don't live in a house. I don't have a home." I told them truthfully.

"Where have you been all this time?" Carlisle asked concerned.

I shrugged at him.

"Here...there....everywhere." I replied.

"Please explain." Carlisle said to me.

"I came to forks 3 days ago." I sighed.

"I had been in Seattle for about 3 weeks before and thought I should move again. I never stay in one spot to long." I told him.

"Where are your parents?" He asked not happy with the information.

I stiffened at this question. He seemed to notice.

"My father is dead. My mother is...."I shook my head not wanting to think about it.

"Where's your mother dear?" Esme asked softly.

"I don't know...."I whispered.

She looked at me with sad eyes.

"When I was five I started to do things...unnatural things." I said looking at the ground.

"My father came home drunk. He was yelling at her, telling her she was worthless. He began beating my mother...."I shook my head angrily.

Tears filled my eyes.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't let him hurt her. I didn't mean to. I swear." I told them sadly.

"Sweetheart what happen?" Esme asked me. I looked away from her.

"When I was 7 I killed for the first time. I jumped on my fathers back, twisted his neck, and broke it without thinking. It happened so fast." I said staring off into space.

"My mother stared at me and began to scream. She said I was the devils child. A demon. She cried over my fathers body. She loved him. I hated him. I was so young...I didn't know exactly what I was doing. But I know deep down I wanted him dead." I said softly.

None of them spoke so I kept going.

"That night she put me in the car. She drove for hours only crying. Then she stopped took me by the arm and dragged me into the forest. And left me telling me never to come back to her. That she couldn't have a demon for a daughter. I remember everything as clear as day." I told them.

I looked up at them and shook my head.

"For the past 6 years I have lived by myself. I had to learn to find food or water, to find shelter. I never stay in one place to long because when I become attached I end up letting go and losing control. Someone or something always dies, breaks, or gets hurt. I don't want to hurt people." I said to them sadly.

"Everyday I grow stronger. I can feel it. I'm afraid I want be able to control my self." I finished softly.

I watched their facial expressions. Some seemed to feel sorry. Others looked skeptical.

"Do you hate me now?" I asked sadly.

"No. No of course not." Esme said softly. She reached up and brushed her fingers against my cheek.

"No one hates you." She said.

"You say you can do things." Carlisle started. He said getting off my dark past. Which I was grateful.

I looked at him and nodded.

"Will you show me?" He asked curiously.

I smiled sadly and nodded.

"Sure." I told him softly.