The Local Bad Girl. #wattys2015

CHAPTER 11 I don't need love.

I woke up groggy. Memories of yesterday coming back all at once. I hissed. I was definitely going to kill him. He tells me he loves me and then promises he wont hurt me. And what does he do? Kisses another girl. I groan and get up reluctantly.

I walk into my closet and pick out an outfit. It turns out that I picked a black outfit. I had chosen black skinny jeans, a white tank top, a black and white letterman's jacket, black converse, black beanie. I went to my bathroom and started my hair. I just straightened it, not caring about curling or braiding. Simple thick black eyeliner, black eye shadow. Yes I looked goth. Whatever. If a color could be your mood or soul, black would be mine.

I grabbed my school bag and went down stairs to eat. I heard talking coming from inside the dinning room. "Do you understand what you did?" Connor asked. "Yes, but-" I walked in then. All heads turned to me. They took in my appearance and cringed. I picked a seat, throwing my bag on the chair and walking to one of the fridges and getting a blood pack out. I decided that if I didn't want to drink that blondes blood I'd need a second one. I took out another then walked to the other fridge, taking out left overs from last night. I hated breakfast food.

I went to the table and smashed my food down. I sat and started eating, never looking up at anyone's staring faces. I heard a low whimper, I looked up. Carter was pouting, pure regret in his eye's. I scowled and flipped him the bird under the table which he saw. He frowned.

I finished up and went to the garage. I took a set of keys and pressed the button. A black sports car lit up. I grinned. Perfect. I got in and speed to school. I walked out and headed into school. Some scared and disgusted looks came from all directions. Basically it was first day all over again.

I stopped at my locker and stuffed my stuff in. My bag that had my paints in it was still in there. "Hey, aren't you, like, Carters ex?" I heard the most dumbest voice speak. I slammed my locker and crossed my arms across my chest. "And you must be the wh*re who sucked his face." I shot back. Her eyes got huge and I heard a gasp from everyone in the hall. "Why you!" She screeched. I blocked her punch and yelled. "Don't even go there!" I felt some one grab me. I turned around. Max, Lisa, Liha and Carter where there. Carter looked shocked. Max had grabbed me.

Why was Max and Lisa here? They graduated from high school last year. "We're going home." Liha told me. "Why?" I asked rudely, they cringed. "No school today. For any of us." Max told me. I nodded absently. We walked out of school. Liha, Lisa and I got into the black sports car, Liha sat in the back, Lisa in the passenger side and me driving.

We were home in 5 minutes flat. Liha and Lisa got out of the car stumbling and dizzy. I laughed or snickered. A combination of both. "You drive like a maniac!" They shouted. I laugh. We head inside. Connor and Esme are standing there. Esme looks almost apologetic and Connor looks upset. "Damien. Carter. We need to talk to you." He says as calmly as possible. We follow him into the living area.

"What's up?" Carter asks like every thing is okay. I roll my eye's. "We were hoping to discuss what happened." Esme tells us, a rush a of frustration and anger take me over. "What about it?" I say through clenched teeth. "Carter, tell her what happened." Connor motions for him to start. "She kissed me-" I glower. "Yeah, and I saw you kiss her back. Arms around her waist and all." I say disgusted. "But I-" I run out of the room. slamming my door shut, almost breaking the hinges.

I run into my bathroom and slam my hands down on the counter. My grip tightens when I hear voice from outside. I hung my head and started crying all over again. I felt like some part of me was dying, an empty void in my heart. I started to whimper more as the voices got louder. Eventually I fell to the floor, sobbing and clutching my chest. It hurt. Like hell. When I heard the screaming, I died inside. I let out a blood curdling scream, causing it to stop. 

My door burst open, everyone crowding me. I started to spasm, moving on the floor, constantly yelling, "Get rid of it! Make it stop!" while still crying. Then I couldn't breathe, I was scratching at the floor, trying to breathe. I looked up at them all. My eyes were blurry but I could still see them. When my eyes landed on Carter, I swear I died all over again. The look in his eyes was intense and broke me even more. I heard Connor say some thing and they all left. All but Carter.

He leaned down and picked me up. I would've protested, but me breathing had returned and my chest wasn't killing me. He set me down gently on my bed and kissed my fore head. And whispered, "I want to help, but if I do, you would only kill me." And then he was by my door, leaving me screaming in agony and pain all over again. He looked broken as well, but left with out another word. 

Carter POV

I left her room with out another word. I wanted to help, piece her together again, but the only way of dong that was if I marked her, and she would kill me if I did. I walked down stairs, running my hands through my hair. I joined my 'family'. "So? She-" Max had started but was cut off when we heard another one of Damien's screams. I was slowly dying too, but slower and less painful, but only because I had been a Vampire for much, much longer. 

"Never mind. That answered my question." Max said. I sighed. "If only you hadn't kissed that human," Liha started but Connor warned her off. "Liha! Stop." He stated. "Wha! No! My best friend is up there DYING because of him! Dying!" Liha was crying now, making Julia cry and curl into Max. I couldn't help the guilt that filled me. It was true. I had kissed her back, not thinking that Damien would be there, it was my fault that she was dying. 

I stood abruptly and marched to the door. "Where are you going?" Esme asked. I turned to look at them. "I'm gonna save her." And left the room.