Something In Between {Alec Volturi love story}

Play your cards right

A/N: Sorry for the wait, I've been uber busy. I'm writing two parts to this story today for you guys, so I hope you enjoy it;)

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Okay, on three. One...two...three!

I didn't open the door. It was stupid, really. I'd been standing in front of it for five minutes, telling myself I'd open it soon. But everytime I finally worked up the courage, it all just collapsed inside me and I had to start over.

I silently wondered if Jane knew I was just on the other side of his mahogany door. It was a regular door, nothing special. And yet it looked like Hell's Gate to me.

I took a deep breath in, and raised my hand to knock. Perhaps that'd be easier than just opening the damn door.

But just as I was about to knock, the door flew open, revealing a girl with pale brown hair and strikingly familiar red eyes.

In the last five minutes I'd had time to imagine how this would go. What I would say, what she would say, her first reaction. I'd been terrified, especially considering her brother's first reaction to me. I never thought I would do what I actually did.

I smiled like a total moron.

"Hi, Jane." I said, holding out my hand. She didn't take it.

"What do you want?" She asked sourly. She was glaring a hole in my face.

"Can I come in?" I asked carefully. It was evident she didn't like me, but why? What did I ever do to her?

"No." She replied simply, and slammed the door in my face. Of course, I wasn't going to stand for that. I came here with my brother on vacation, and was kidnapped, only to be told my brother is going to be a vampire in three short days and I either have to do the same or be killed. On top of that, I'm some weird-ass human who has an unbreakable skull and this girl's brother wanted nothing more than to drink me dry!

I opened the door and let myself in. She whirled on me, anger and surprise clear in her features.

"Look, I don't even know if I'm still sane. So the least you could do is try to act like a normal person." I ranted, breathing heavily and pointing an accusating finger at her. I thought I saw a tiny smile mix in with the confusion.

She gave a little hmph and turned around, going back to whatever she was doing before. Folding clothes?

 "I'm not a normal person." She said wryly, "I never have been."

Well, that was about the most blantant you could get about being arrogant. That or crazy. Maybe both.

She looked at me, one hand on her pile of folded clothes, one hand on her hip."You are a child. You've lived, what? Fifteen, sixteen years in this world?"

I glared, "I'm not a kid. And apparently I know a lot more about the world than you."

She laughed. Not a mocking laugh, but a genuine laugh I probably never would have expected from her sickly sweet appearance.

"Indeed," She finally said, "Maybe Alec's right."

My brows stitched together, "What?"

She just smiled mischievously, ignoring my question, "You are a child, Reagan. But perhaps you are more like me than I thought. I suppose if you play your cards right, we could be friends."

Then she was gone, with superhuman speed. Why did they all keep doing that to me? And what did she mean, 'if I play my cards right'?

I don't even know how to play poker.

I sighed, observing the room. Then it hit me. This was the room I woke up in after Demetri knocked me out. The one Alec called his room. Heidi said it was Jane's...

Do they share it?

I continued looking around the room. It was the same as when I woke up in it. Everything was in beautiful boxes or cabinets or drawers, except the small pile of black clothing Jane had folded. I wanted to open one box, look at their things, but I knew better. They would never trust me if I did that.

I walked to the pile of clothes and gently unfolded a shirt. It was a normal, cotton black t-shirt. Nothing special. I frowned then, noticing something off.

I smelled oranges. Or...

Sure that I'd gone over the edge, I pulled the shirt to my face and deeply inhaled. It was extremely distinct. It was the same citrus smoothie I'd smelled when I woke up in this room. Like dreamsicles or something in-between sweet and tangy. I exhaled slowly, savoring the lovely scent. I blinked.

Holy freaking cow, I really am crazy.

I reluctantly folded the shirt again, and laid in back on its pile. With a sharp glance around the room, I scurried out, shutting the door softly behind me.

I took off down the hall and once I was sure I was lost in the maze of corridors, I sat down against a wall and tried to get the heavenly smell out of my head. Nothing had ever compared. For a moment I'd wondered if I could get away with stealing the shirt. But I didn't.

Because it was his. Alec's. That incredibly wonderful, incredibly masculine scent came off of his skin.

I forced myself not to think about it, slowly, but surely, collecting my thoughts into an organized file and storing them away in my mind. When I did that, I discovered I couldn't taste orange-flavored popsicle on my tongue whenever I breathed in.

Then I was angry. Because this wasn't supposed to happen. Aro said Alec wanted to drink me up, not the other way around. With utter determination, I stood myself up and walked back the way I came, following my path until I came to the stairway that I knew lead to shiny double doors and a throne room where my target resided.

I skipped down them and barged through the heavy doors, only to be stopped short. The room was empty.

"Looking for someone, sweetheart?"

I recognized the voice, and immediately turned around. "Hi, Demetri." I said. Felix appeared beside me.

"We're babysitting you. Aro and the others had some business to attend to." Felix told me, grinning.

I groaned. "I don't need a babysitter!"

"Yeah?" Demetri retorted, "What if you run? Or call the police? Or happen upon your brother? Hell would break loose in any of the three situations."

"My brother's here?!" I asked, suddenly my anger faded into excitement.

"Yes, but you have to wait until his transformation is over to meet him. Aro wishes to turn you as well." Demetri answered. I sighed, but forced myself to get it together. I'd been away from my brother for one day. I can handle two more.

"It's getting late; Aro asked us to escort you to your room. Is there anything else you need today? We're not very attuned to human needs." Felix explained, and I thought for a moment and shook my head.

"Then please follow us." Demetri lead me up to my room, though I already knew where it was. Felix told me not to linger awake, but to go to bed, and then they left.

It wasn't until after I showered and got clean pj's on, brushed my teeth, and collapsed on the bed that I realized how tired I was. It had been the most insane day of my life.

Just before I went to sleep, I remembered what Jane said about playing my cards right, and how she mentioned that 'Alec was right'.

What did that mean?