Moving On - A Morganville Vampires Fanfiction

Chapter Three

The next morning, I awoke to the delicious scent of bacon, wafting inside my room. Yawning, I followed my nose downstairs and into the kitchen, where I saw my mom at the stove.

"Morning, Mom", I said, rubbing sleep from my eyes.

She turned and glanced at me, wiping grease on her apron.

"Well, good morning or should I say, afternoon?", Mom said, gazing at the clock on the wall before returning to the pan.

"I'm making you a late breakfast, hunny".

"Thanks. Hey, where's Lyss?", I asked, leaning over to grab the bacon.

Mom slapped my hand away, a smile on her face. "She's in the living room".

"Ok, thanks mom", I replied.

I made my way into the living room, to find Alyssa curled up on the sofa, watching what seemed like a chick flick on the tv. The weird, love look she got while watching those films, was covering her face. She glanced up when I walked inside the room.

"Shane of the dead! You're alive!", Alyssa exclaimed, before turning her attention back to the tv.

"Hey", I said, and plonked next to her on the sofa, grabbing my X-box controller, my eyes drifting to the tv screen.

'What the hell was she watching, anyway', I thought.

It dawned on me that it was Twilight. I quickly leaned over, filled with horror and switched the channel to my zombie game.

"Hey!", Alyssa shouted, jumping off the sofa.

I lifted the remote over my head, knowing she couldn't reach and laughed as I watched her feeble attempts to retrieve it. Finally, she slumped back against the pillows, a scowl on her face.

"I hate being short", She mumbled.

I laughed again and began shooting zombies on the screen, completely happy, but of course, Alyssa ruined it.

"Monica came over today", She muttered, shyly.

"Yeah?", I asked, pausing the game.

"Yeah. She told me that you should 'watch your back'. Should..we be worried?", Alyssa asked, concern clear in her voice and expression.

I shrugged. "Nah, Monica's all talk and no action, Lyss. Don't worry about it".

"Okay".

We sat in silence for a moment. I honestly felt worried at what Monica might do but, although I didn't care what happened to me, I

didn't want my family brought into this, especially Alyssa. I don't want my family to suffer because Monica can't handle rejection. I

absentmindedly fiddled with the controller as I watched Alyssa and I knew she was still worried. Her forehead was creased into a wrinkle

and she was nibbling her nails, which she only did when she was nervous.

"Alyssa, Ashley's here!", Mom shouted from the kitchen, making both of us jump.

"Coming mom!", She called, before turning to look at me. "I'm going out with Ashley now, but I'm serious Shane, be careful. I have a bad feeling".

"Yeah, have fun, Lyss", I replied.

She stared at me intently, eyebrows furrowed with worry. "Shane, I'm serious".

"I know and there is no need to worry, honestly", I sighed, smiling at her and she managed a timid one in return.

"Alyssa Collins!".

Laughing, I motioned towards the kitchen. "You better go before mom pops a vein, screaming at you".

Alyssa grabbed her backpack and leaned down, pecking my cheek, before skipping out the door.

"Bye!", I shouted, as she slammed the door shut.

I sat there, playing the game for a while, thinking about what Alyssa said. What the hell did Monica mean by, 'watch your back'?

Shaking my head, I pushed the thought away. I was becoming too much like Lyss, always worrying for nothing. Yeah, that's what it was. Nothing. Nothing to worry about.

"Shane, food!", Mom called.

'Great, food always make's me feel better", I thought, jogging towards the kitchen.