Shawn Salvatore

Chapter 4.

Emily's P.O.V

My night's sleep was terrible. I managed to get a good two hours of cat napping before the tossing and turning finally started to give me a headache. When it turned 5am I was out the front door ready to start my morning jog before school.

It's a bit breezy this morning and even with a thick fleece and joggers on the cold seeps into my bones but it's expected for January weather. I'm half way to the lake when I start to warm up enough to stop shivering. My breathe fans out in front of me in quick short bursts.

I started jogging when my dad left us to move to LA last year. My mum and sister both took the news badly and I guess I took the news from my dad just the same but I knew he was leaving before he spoke the words. I was never as close with my father before he left so there was no loss for me. I argued a lot with him for different irrelevant reasons so he leaving was probably for the best. I also knew he was having an affair.

I started training to clear my head and have time to myself. It was then I discovered that early mornings are my favourite time of day. When most people are sleeping or just waking up to start their day I'm be out by the lake as it's the most peaceful and most beautiful time for me to be alone to think through the chaos that clusters in my head sometimes.

As always the lake looks exquisite as I stop to gaze out at the massive space of water. The early morning sun shines down creating an identical world to ours in its reflection. The soft breeze ripples the surface making everything in its reflection look distorted. Blues, greens, whites they all mix together as the water moves in its constant calming way.

"It's amazing isn't it?" A voice comes from behind me.

Jumping slightly at the voice I swivel around on my toes to see Shawn stood meters away from me with his hands stuffed into his jackets pockets looking at the scene I was seconds ago. His expression is of pure wonder. There's a slight glint in his eyes though and for a moment he looks sad.

"It is," I turn back to the sunrise as Shawn silently moves to stand by my side.

"I'm sorry about messing with your friend like I did yesterday." Shawn says after a moment and I'm confused by his words.

Shawn didn't do anything wrong apart from play a joke on my friend which is child's play when you think about it. In a way he should apologise for embarrassing my friend but I don't think he needs to. After all, her best friend or not it is about time someone got their own back on Becca for being so nosey.

"Oh no don't worry about it. Becca loves drama a little too much." I grin when I think of my friend "She's going to get herself in trouble one of these days."

"Yeah well..." He trails off seeming as though he's in deep thought.

"Well what?" I encourage watching this stranger standing next to me and seeing the pure look of conflicted emotions on his face.
" I'm just sorry ok? I talk before I think sometimes and it gets me into trouble a lot of the time so tell your friends I'm not some dick who's a rude liar. "

"I doubt you are a liar Shawn but you did nothing wrong. I'll see you at school later? I need to get home."

"See you at school Emily." Shawn's whisper floats to me on the wind.

The whole way home I feel confused to why Shawn cares so much about something so trivial.

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Shawn's P.O.V

One thing I've learnt about being a vampire is our sexual need is one of the feelings heightened when we drink the blood of someone we're attracted to. It's said sex with a vampire will be the best sex of your life and once you've gone vamp there's no turning back. It doesn't just turn you on it can make you feel a deep hunger for more every time. I am yet to experience this as a vampire though.