Metallic

Ch.One

Before we start, I wanted to say KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS IS A VAMPIRE BOOK. So there are things that are normal in the Vampire world but might be considered as immoral in the human world. This is all. Enjoy!!!

Age 5:

I looked from across the small street at the children running around the playground, laughing as some of their parents played along while others talked to other adults on the same ground.

I wanted to walk over and played with them. I wanted to talked and laughed with them. Or simply, saying 'hi' to them would be enough.

But children were so mean. I didn't do anything to them then why do they hated me so much? Was it because I'm ugly? Was it because I have no parents? But other foster children had no parents too, why am I the only one left out? Or was it just for the fact of my mere existence?

I wanted to laugh like that. To smile like that. To have fun like that. But why despite having such cheerful desires, only tears were coming out?

I wiped away my tears as I saw the parents hurridely rushed their children away from the playground. Why were everyone leaving already?

I walked toward the now empty playground, wanting to ride on the slide and sit on the swings without getting pushed. The playground was always occupied during the day, and I wasn't allow to leave during the night.

But as soon as I got there, rain started to fall, drizzling at first, but slowly started to pour heavier and heavier. This was the reason why they left, because the sky had darkened.

I shouldn't be here. But I can't go back. They will scold me for running out without permission. They will know that I left if I returned soaking wet like this. It was raining and I was cold.

A loud thunder struck and I squat to the ground, hands covering my ears. I should've stayed in my shared room, this wouldn't have happen if I just follow the rules.

I cried as the thunder struck once more. Its loud, crackling sounds burst through my ears as I tried to block the noise using my hands. Should I run back home? But I was scared. The thunder might strike me if I move.

Suddenly, the rain stopped pouring onto me. I peeked from my crouching position to see that it was still raining but there was a pair of shoes in front of me.

I looked up slowly to see a very scary and big man holding an umbrella over my head. I was told to not talk to big and scary man like him but he protected me from the rain.

"What are you doing here, little girl?" He crouched down, his voice was deep but very gentle.

I wiped my tears using the back of my hand. I wanted to talk but a hiccup escaped my mouth instead of words.

"Where are your parents?" He asked again.

"I don't habe one." I whispered.

"Then where do you live?"

"Foster home." I said as a I pointed to down the street where my home was for the past 2 years.

"Why are you here alone? Should I walked you back?" He grabbed my wrist slowly and helped me stand up.

"No, no, I will be scold." I cried as a I vigorously shook my head.

"You won't." He smiled at me. No, Jenny will scold me for not listening to her. I will be punished and the other kids will see. It's going to be embarrassing. I don't want to go back.

"But-" I tried to reason with him.

"I promised." He spoke once again as he picked me up, my wet clothes stained his fancy ones.

"Rweally?" He only nodded when I hear d another thunder. I wrapped my small arms around his neck and buried my head in his shoulders. I shouldn't be with this stranger. Jenny was going to scold me for leaving and for returning with a stranger.

But right now, he felt so warm and the thunder didn't seem so scary when he whispered into my ear.

"It's okay."

^•^

Age 7:

"Sebby!!!" I squealed happily as Sebby picked me up from school and carried me in one of his arms while the other held my bag.

"Hi baby, how was your day?" Sebby kissed me on my forhead while walking toward his black car.

"Mrs. Faith is really annoying." I grumbled, my lips pouted automatically as soon as I thought about her.

"How's so?" He chuckled, putting me in the back seat and buckling me up.

I waited until he got into the driver seat to start my rant about exactly how annoying my second grade teacher was.

"Well, she told everyone to work on our excerises quietly. I was almost finished doing the stup- the math exercises when this girl behind me kicked my chair. I ignored her and she kept kicking it so I glared at her. But that girl didn't seem to get to the point when she kept kicking my chair. I told her to shut up and Mrs. Faith let me do extra exercises for disrupting the class." I crossed my arms.

"Really? She did that?" He chuckled.

"Sebby it's NOT funny. It was the stup-" I was cut off by Sebastian's "Language."

I grumbled and repeated what I was trying to say without the word stupid. It was just a word. I don't understand why he always stopped me from saying it. It was not like I used bad cussing words. It's in the dictionary for a reason, no?

"Well, it was the girl behind me. She's so annoying too. Why is everyone annoying!!" I looked out the window as we passed through lots of trees.

"Am I annoying too?" Sebby said jokinly.

"Yeh, you're really annoying." I stuck out my tongue to him when he looked through the rear mirror.

"Just wait when we get home." He threatened. I was not scared. Well I'm really ticklish so I'm a bit scared. If I ran out of the car as soon as we get home I should get out of this alive.

The car stopped infront of a secluded mansion, far away from the humans, as Sebby said it.

My hand was already on the unlocked press of the seatbelt, even before we arrived. I was prepared. As soon as we stopped I pressed it and ran out of the car.

I almost made it inside the mansion when Sebby's arm wrapped around my waist from behind, blocking me from escaping.

Him and his insanely, stupid, fast speed. He can't hear my thoughts. Hah, take that.

"Now baby, what did you said earlier?" He walked me inside.

"Nothing." I said while looking around, avoiding his gaze.

"Really?"

"Yehhhh!! Sebby, I'm hungry." I tried to change the subject as I tugged on his arms and dragged him to the kitchen.

He sighed and I know I won the game.

"Alright what do you want to eat?" Sebby took off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves.

"Chocolate ice cream." I said hopefully, he never let me have sweets. I know he wouldn't let me.

"No, Everlin. What about pasta?" It was worth a try though. Pft, it was just ice cream. It was not like I would die eating  it. The last time I had ice cream was on my birthday and that was two weeks ago. Ughhhhh!