The Twilight Saga Twist

Chapter 10. Invitations

After Gym, I hurried to my car. I couldn’t even concentrate on anything just now. I kept thinking about him, how I just admitted to myself what I felt about him. I didn’t want it. I didn’t want to feel that way. I was so angry for myself for feeling that. I didn’t want this. He was right. It was better if we weren’t friends. It was better to stay away from him.

The moment I thought about that, a tear rolled down my cheek. I wiped it away quickly, surprised on why I was crying. What if it was impossible? The question suddenly occurred to me. What if it was impossible to stay away from him?

Frustratingly, i started the engine and drove home, fighting the tears all the way. I was proud of myself that i did.

The moment i got home, i felt tired. I didn't feel like eating, since it was unnecessary to me, i just skipped dinner easily and went up to my room.

But as i was going up the stairs. The phone rang. I thought for a moment to answer it or not. I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, though i only wanted to hear one voice... I shook my head hard, hoping it could stop my brain functioning for a while, but of course it was impossible. I was thinking about him again. I sighed and answered the phone. It might be Lisa or Aunt Katrina.

It was Jessica, and she was jubilant; Mike had caught her after school to ask her to be his date to the dance, which she, of course, willingly accepted. I celebrated with her briefly, not so joyful though. Then, she had to go, she wanted to tell Angela and Lauren her good news. I suggested that maybe Angela, the shy girl who had biology with me, could ask Eric. And Lauren, a standoffish who had always ignored me at the lunch table, could ask Tyler. Mike was the only one who asked a girl - no, two girls, when it was supposed to be the other way round. Jessica wished i would go to the dance. I gave her my Seattle excuse.

After i hung up, i went to my room immediately. I laid on my bed, still fully clothed, and kicked of my boots. I closed my eyes and pushed away every thought of anything. I just wanted to forget everything.

I didn't want to love him, not anyone. I was afraid i was going to lose him, afraid he would leave me. This was the first time i felt like this. But do i really have the strength to stay away from him? To stop this feeling?

Eventually i fell asleep...

Footsteps awoke me. It was only 2 am, so it might be Lisa. I sat up slowly, feeling a little stiff. I stretched a little and realized i was still fully clothed. A blanket was draped over me, probably Lisa who did so. But will she be awake by this time walking downstairs? She was usually a heavy sleeper. I went to the window, which was surprisingly open, and saw her car wasn't there. Then maybe i draped the blanket over me myself. But whose footsteps will it be?

I went downstairs, slowly, not making any noise. There was someone else, a scent i wasn't familiar with, though it was vampire scent. The stairs lead directly to the kitchen, and as i got down, there stood a man in a black coat, his head down and back towards me.

Then i reached for his wide shoulders, turned him around and pushed him against the wall, with inhuman speed. I realized i was growling as i was face to face with him, my hand strangling his neck and pushing him up the wall. He looked stunned, his blood red eyes, with some hints of yellow, wide open. He had golden brown hair, and seemed perfectly built, he looked like he was in his mid-twenties when changed, but yet, i reacted instinctively and attacked him since i did not know him.

"Who are you?!" i asked him in between my growls.

He answered back, with a husky and strangled voice, "L-i-isa's f-friend..."

I immediately released him and he fell on the floor. Great, now i felt guilty. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." i helped him get up. I didn't know i was that strong. So he was the one Lisa told me about, a few weeks ago at the hospital, the day of the accident...