~Blood On Snow~

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The sky was a darker shade of blue than it usually was, the jet flying over the misty night skye's of New York as we made our way back home first thing in the morning of my eighteenth year on this earth.
Most of the others Where fast asleep except for Alex, Aidan and I, we all have fed in the past 2 days one way or another...
The thought of sleeping didn't really matter to me anymore either, I was too scared of what might happen before or rather after my birthday.
My whole life was going to change...

I was calm but nervous at the same time, my earphones blasting the pretty reckless as I thought about Christmas eve.
I just have to survive the 18th, my birthday, today, and than I could focus all my attention on dying.
I shouldn't be nervous, I had two years to get ready for today, I knew, I always knew that day was going to come and in a way I couldn't wait for it to...

Alex was sitting beside me, calmly stroking my pinky with his to calm me down as I was seemingly anxious about the upcoming events.
Aidan was sitting in front of me, his eyes are focused away from me and out the window apart from a couple of glances my way we didn't communicate through out the flight.
It wasn't awkward but it wasn't as comfortable as it could have been.

The nerves must've got the best of me because I felt my stomach turning, feeling as if all the blood I have consumed in the last week wanted to see the light of day again.
I rush past Alex, brushing against he's knee on the way to the on board bathroom trying not to cough up what my stomach contained before I get there.
Closing the door before kneeling down and hugging the toilet bowl as blood streams out of my mouth...

Feeling better as all my nerves left my body with the blood, flushed down on the privet jets toilet.
I sat up, cleaned myself up just as the door knob turned and a taller blonde walked in.
I was still sitting on the floor, with tissue grasped against my mouth.
With an eye roll I stood up, washed my hands and rinsed my mouth before she spoke...

"Are you ok?" She asked, concern in her voice but I couldn't care about what she had to say, if she was genuine or not.
"Why do you care?" I finally look at her , arms crossed.
"Last time I checked I was a "virgin slut" who found pleasure in male attention!" I said, my voice low and my eyes shooting daggers at her, she wasn't the nice and sweet Scarlett that I knew, she wasn't the girl who always had my back, who was always there for me. I guess everyone has another side, I guess everyone has their own little secret...

"I-I did" she answered sheepishly, bowing her head lower before she continues "And I'm really sorry!" She added as she stepped closer.
Putting my hand forward, motioning for her to stop, talking and moving towards me altogether.
"It doesn't matter, in a few days I'll never have to see your lying, backstabbing face ever again" I responded coldly as I puffed up my hair in the mirror.
"I'm really sorry! For everything I've said and done that hurt you in anyway!" She said rapidly, just after I finished my sentence.
"It doesn't matter, Scarlett!" I look back at her, raising my voice, fed up with her lies!
"You've said and done those things for a reason, I don't know what I've ever done to you but I know you didn't sleep with Sam just because you felt like it! You knew how I felt about him and you did it anyway, Your actions tell me more than your crappy apology." I was about to walk past her and out the door but she stopped me.

"I did it because I was jealous!" She answered, not looking into my eyes as she blocked the way out. I furred my eyebrows, feeling both surprised and more angry. I told myself that I didn't care about her, not her reasoning! I just wanted to forget that she was ever in my life...
"In the past years you seemed to have everything together, the looks the personality and the attitude towards people to be just... attracted to you like flys to a lamp!" She now looked up at me, my arms crossed and looking baffled and sort of annoyed at the same time, was she blaming me for all of this?

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