Secrets Of River Valley

Chapter 14

Dear journal
Sometimes I wish things were different. That what happened in Tennessee didn't really happen. I wish I was home, with Lola an Maxie. With my parents and my sister. I don't belong here. No one here cares about me, my aunt's been lying to me, and the guy I was actually beginning to like, didn't like me back. So why am I here. I didn't ask to be in the middle of any of this. Now whatever they have is rubbing off on me. Now my eyes are turning white and there are electric forcefields.

Tears streaming down my cheeks as I sat there starring into the faint darkness of the small room. I could hear murmuring coming from the other end of the door not far from where I sat. Keys jingling, footsteps approaching.

"Azaya" I heard my aunt called out, rushing towards me once the door opened.

"Azaya" Klaus and the others called out, rushing into the ladies room. I sat there, gazing down at the marble tiles before me, my arms hugging my shins close.

"Are you okay sweetie" my aunt asked, trying to help me up, but I wouldn't budge. I didn't want to move. I wanted the ground to sallow me up and never spit me out again. I didn't want to be here. I didn't belong here. This place wasn't for me. Why can't anyone see and understand that I'm not like them.

"I want to go home" I said shakily, each word brought tears to my burning eyes.

"You can head home and rest up-" my aunt began, clearly not understanding me.

"No, i mean back home. To Tennessee. To my parents, my sister, to Lola and Maxie. I want to go home" I cried, hiding my face from there gaze. I could hear them murmuring something to each other. Before I knew it, I was being lifted up off the marble tiles bridal style and pulled into a hard chest.

His warmth slowly enveloped me, an he brought me out towards the parking lot. Resting me in the passengers seat of his car. It took him a while, to enter the car but once he did, he had my phone and journal in his hand. Resting them on the dashboard then sped out of the schools parking lot.

"Look" he sighed, not taking his eyes off the road as be began. "Mist told me, what happened in gym, an I'm sorry about Chanel she can be a total bitch" he said, sparing me a short glance then turned back to the road. "Come on, princess. Yell at me, punch me, anything, just please talk to me". I could hear the hurt in his voice as he pulled into my driveway.

"I'm sorry, okay, just please talk to me" he begged, turning to face me once he parked the car. I sighed, turning to get out but stopped myself.

"Why didn't you" I asked, regretting it once it passed my lips. It's like I didn't want to know why he did it. I do, I wanted to know if I was ugly to him. If I truly was a misfit.

"Why didn't I what" he asked, a bit confused. I don't blame him. I'd be confused at my stupid question too. Hopping out of the car. I don't know why, but I began to walk around the house. Call me crazy.

"Azaya, come on, what do you mean by why didn't I" he asked, trailing not too far behind me. Stepping in my tracks I turned to face him. I couldn't bring myself to look him in the eyes as I spoke.

"Why didn't you kiss me last night" I asked, not wanting to meet his gaze. I stood there, bracing myself for his laughter, his outburst about how stupid I was.

"Azaya" he began softly, closing the distance between us. I took a step back, not wanting to be too close to the one who was about to turn me down. The one who was about to laugh in face an tell me i wasn't good enough for him.

"Do you not like me" I stupidly asked, still not looking up. My mind is being stupid.

"Of course I like you Azaya, I do a lot" my head snapped up towards him, to see him staring down at me with hurt in his eyes. "You mean so much to me, and it's crazy because I only met you Saturday. Chanel meant nothing to me then, and she'll never matter. I like you Azaya, I want you"

"Then why, didn't you kiss me that night" I asked stupidly. My mouth has a mind of its own.

"Because, I didn't want to rush into anything. Your actually the first girl I've ever liked, I just didn't want to rush into anything an just take it slow for a while" he responded softly, leaning his forehead against mine. I flush, looking away. "I really like you Azaya, I want to make this work for both of us" he smiled sadly, not breaking eye contact even though my gaze was elsewhere.

Now I feel bad. I really liked Klaus, I just never thought he liked me at all. So avoiding him was the best thing. Though it didn't last very long.

"So...., When were you going to tell me" I finally decided to asked, better now than never right.

"I was going to tell you last night, but I chickened out" he said, standing straight with his hands in his pocket. I chuckled, shaking my head.

"I meant about you being a vampire" I smiled, looking up at him. He looked at me confused.

"How'd you know" he asked. I mean, if I was sense-able I would of caught on the day he magically appeared in front of me an asked me to enter the open house. But of course, we all know I don't have much of a brain.

"Scar face, I mean Elijah told me" I simply stated, hoping he didn't quite catch into my mistake. He chuckled at my mishap.

"Scar face" he laughed, covering his mouth. "I'm guessing it's the scar on his face" he asked still laughing. I nod, hiding my embarrassed red cheeks. "So what's Corey's nickname" he asked trying to control his laughter.

"Blue tip" I said embarrassingly, holding my head down, kicking the rubble under my feet. Klaus collapsed before me laughing.

"Oh dare Jesus, I'm so going to enjoy this later" he laughed, laying on the grass. I smiled, it's actually the first time I've heard him laugh. It was a bit of heaven from a guy. From a vampire that is.