The Deadly Makeover (Vampire story)

Who To Trust

*NOT EDITED*

Haley's P.O.V

I stood outside my house in the shad waiting for my brother to get out of his car. He was talking tentatively to someone on his phone. His car was obviously sound proof, for I couldn't hear his conversation even with my super hearing.

I let out a heavy sigh. I was getting impatient and anxious.

After a lot of begging and pleading in asking Natalya could I borrow her car, since it was my first time "really" driving she was reluctant, but end up giving me her keys..

I made up an excuse saying I needed to check in with my mom and dad before they called the National Guard looking for me.

Ok, so I lied.. But it was partial true, I mean I was worried about them, and lets admit they are sort of protective over me, but I knew my parents trusted me and knew I wouldn't be getting into any trouble...

Nate finally finished his conversation and got out of his car. He smiled while walking up to me.

"I'm glad you came little sis" he beamed excitedly.

I took a step back from him and put my hands on my hips.

"Don't try to be all nicey nice to me, you got a lot of explaining to do big bro."

Without waiting for an reaction, I grabbed my keys and unlocked the front door.

Stepping into my home felt familiar but then unfamiliar, if that made sense. I felt sort of out of place. Even if it had been just a couple of days, my eyes had seen so much and I witness so many things and something tells me it's just the beginning of it all.

I took a step to the side and let Nate through. The first place he ran to was the kitchen.

"Got anything good in here?" he asked while raiding the refrigerator.

"Help yourself" I mumbled sarcastically under my breath.

"I heard that." Nate countered.

"Of course you did." I said mentally slapping myself.

Vampire, duh.

My brother stepped back from the fridge and slammed down a packet of steaks on the counter. I folded my arms

"I hope you don't think Im going to cook that?"

My brother chuckled at me shaking his head. He grabbed a knife from the knife stand and started cutting away the clear plastic wrap from the packet.

"So much you have to learn little sis."

I rolled my eyes dismissively, but what he said spike my interest. 'What is he doing?' I watched my brother grab a steak and cut a little piece from it.

"Here" he offered it to me.

I cringed back "Ewww, no way."

My brother rolled his eyes this time. "Stop acting like a little pussy, and eat."

My eyes turned to slits "What did you just call me?" I said through gritted teeth.

How dare he call me a pussy. I'm not a pussy. That's what Brittany called me that day "a helpless, insignificant pussy." That's not exactly what she said but I'm paraphrasing.

In a mino second I had Nate backed up against the kitchen sink and had my hand wrapped around his neck choking him. At least I was hoping I was, but like always Nate didn't seem fazed.

"I'm not a pussy, you...you.. Jerk." I stammered.

Ok I know that totally suck, but in my defense I'm not use to defending myself, so I have to learn new and witty come backs.