the Hybrid and the human

chapter 7

Bella pov:

Last night I cried myself to sleep with I haven't done in a while and I'm pretty sure that all of the vampires heard me but I don't care. It doesn't matter. Nothing matter anymore. I got out of bed and took a long hot shower and put on blue jeans, a blue blouse and a pair of white converse and I applied a small amount of makeup. Before I left my room I grabbed a notebook and a pencil. I was almost out the door when I was stopped by Klaus.

"Hello love have a nice night last night," smirked Klaus.

"Niklaus leave the girl alone," said Elijah.

"Oh come on brother I was just asking," smiled Klaus.

"Again you have the emotion of a teaspoon Klaus," I growled and started walking out the door.

"Hold up," said Klaus.

"What," I snapped.

"Man someone's a little grumpy today," said Klaus.

"No shit," I replied.

"Why were you crying last night," asked Klaus.

"I wasn't," I lied.

"Yes you were we could here you," said Klaus.

"It doesn't matter its not like you care," I snapped.

"Where are you headed," asked Klaus.

"I'm just going to go explore for a little bit," I replied.

"Be back at 6," said Klaus.

"Got it dad," I said smirking and I walked away.

Exploring my ass. Ha. I am headed for the Bayou. I was close to the Bayou when I heard a twig snap behind me. I turned around but no one was there. Ugh its just me being paranoid. While I was walking there was an open field with lavender spread across it. Kind of reminds me of Forks. I walked on the field and sat down and opened my notebook and began to write. My grandmother always told me that the best way to get rid of hurt feelings is to write about them so that's what I'm doing...I'm writing a song.

"Fire N Gold"

Like an astronaut that's scared of heights
With a heart that's beating at the speed of light
You've been waiting for this feeling all your life
Sometimes it's just hard to realize

When you're stuck in a moment
And your spark has been stolen
This is our time to own it
So own it

Baby, we were born with
Fire & gold in our eyes, eyes
With fire & gold in our eyes, eyes
Got lightning in a bottle
Hands on the throttle
Even in the dust we shine
With fire & gold in our eyes

There is something different about you and I (about you and I)
And I feel like I have known you my whole life
There is beauty behind every tear you've cried
Sometimes it's just hard to realize

When you're stuck in a moment
And your spark has been stolen
This is our time to own it
So own it

Baby, we were born with
Fire & gold in our eyes, eyes
With fire & gold in our eyes, eyes
Got lightning in a bottle
Hands on the throttle
Even in the dust we shine
With fire & gold in our eyes

There is love inside this madness
We are walking on the moon
Though I don't believe in magic
I believe in me and you
I believe in me and you
I believe in me and you

Baby, we were born with
Fire & gold in our eyes, eyes
With fire & gold in our eyes, eyes
Got lightning in a bottle
Hands on the throttle
Even in the dust we shine
With fire & gold in our eyes

When I finished the song I was crying.

"That was beautiful," said a deep voice.

"Who's there," I shouted standing up.

"Calm down. My name is Jackson," said the voice.

A man with bushy brown hair and soft brown eyes came into view.

"What's your name," asked Jackson.

"I'm Isabella," I replied.

"Your the witch that's helping Klaus," said Jackson.

"No I'm the witch that's helping Hayley the werewolf," I replied correcting him.

"Hm," was all he said.

"I'm guessing that since you know about Klaus that means that you are a supernatural. What are you," I asked him.

"I'm a werewolf," he replied.

"Oh. Well I guess its kind of obvious," I replied.

"How so," he asked me.

"Well considering that you are in the Bayou where a pack of werewolves live," I said.

He laughed.

"Yeah I guess," he said.

I smiled.

"Why are you helping Klaus and Hayley," asked Jackson surprising me by his question.

"Because I don't believe that an innocent baby should die just because of who his/her parents are. I mean its not there fault that there parents are who they are," I replied.

"Sounds like you have experience," said Jackson.

"I guess you could say that," I replied smiling.

"So why did you write that song," he asked my.

"Well my grandmother always told me that the best way to get rid of your feelings is by writing them down so I wrote a song," I replied.

"Good advice," replied Jackson.

"I should start heading back I don't want Klaus to throw one of his tantrums," I said.

"Yeah it was nice meeting you and can you tell Hayley that I said hi," asked Jackson.

"Of course," I replied.

"Goodbye," said Jackson.

"Goodbye," I replied.

*At Home*

I started walking to my room when I was stopped by Klaus.

"6:00 on the dot," smiled Klaus.

"I said I would be back," I replied and started walking back to my room when Klaus grabbed my wrist.

"I know that it seems that I don't care but I do so why were you crying last night," asked Klaus.

I looked into his beautiful, sparkling blue eyes they were full of concern, pain and love?

"Like I said earlier it doesn't matter," I replied breaking my wrist free from his grasp.

Before I knew it Klaus pulled me against his chest and...