MoonNight (17 page)

Just here me out for once, okay?
 
I was told to. I don’t even live in this country
In case
you haven’t noticed my accent.”
 
I did notice his accent.
 
It was an adorable British accent that was
so
hard to ignore.
 
“I live in Great Britain with four other vampires.
 
We can see that you are very very powerful because you inherited all the power from the werewolf bite.
 
And our hunting pack is the strongest in the whole history of Vampires.
 
They told me to lure you to them.
 
But I-I- It’s hard to lie to you.
 
Please please don’t cry.”
 
 
 
“That’s not why I’m crying,
” I
told him, managing to wipe a few tears off my face.
 
“It’s because I don’t know where I belong.
 
I mean Carson, It’s just I don’t know.”
 
 
 
“Sometimes I feel like that.
 
Not to be creepy or anything but I’m about three hundred years old.
 
Technically seventeen.
 
I never even met my parents.
 
I got turned and lost a lot of
memory
until about two weeks after.
 
I felt as If my world was coming to an end.
 
I tried multiple attempts at killing myself but couldn’t.
 
You are forced to be what you are forever.
 
And I should’ve died a few hundred years ago.
 
Anyways I wandered the earth forever and got rejected so many times by so many vampires.
 
Until this pack of four found me.
 
Audrey, David, Anthony, Grace.
 
They accepted me.
 
The four most powerful
vampires in the world besides the other pack who kill innocent humans.
 
Montroy, Tracy, Rayband.
 
Anyways I was accepted as weak as I was at the time because they
saw
something in me.
 
And in time I became as powerful as them.
 
 
 
“In time I got as powerful as them.
 
Even more so actually.
 
Anyways I just wanted to tell you I’m sorry.”
 
 
 
“Galen I’m sorry and
- Is
there a way to meet these vampires?”
 
 
 
“Hell yes there is,
girl!”
 
 
 
We both started laughing.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

                     
Chapter 9

“What is he doing here?”
 
Carson asked me as we were walking to science.
 
 
 
“Oh,
” I
squeaked
.
 
“So you noticed?”
 
 
 
“Is there something I don’t know about?”
 
He asked.
 
 
 
 
“Oh no he just told me earlier that he enrolled here.
 
And you know
that’s
all he told me, because I don’t really talk to him.
 
You know.
 
By the way I’m going to be gone for a week.”
 
 
 
“No you are not.”
 
Carson told me.
 
 
 
“Oh but I
thought
I told you I’m going to New York on vacation with my parents.”
 
 
 
“Since when?”
 
He
asked suspiciously.
 
 
 
“My mom got these tickets to some ballet.”
 
 
 
He stopped in front of the classroom and said, “As long as you’re not lying.”
 
 
 
I knew full well I was lying.
 
Galen agreed to take me to England to meet this pack.
 
 
 
“Carson?”
 
I asked.
 
 
 
“Yes babe?”
 
 
 
“Is there a pack of vampires in England?”
 
 
 
“Yes quite a few actually.
 
Which ones are you talking about?”
 
 
 
“Well which is the most powerful?”
 
 
 
“Probably the one that stupid vampire is from.
 
I hope you
never ever see them Leslie.
 
I mean it.
 
I know you’re a vampire and all but these guys are hardcore and I don’t want you to have anything to do with them.”
 
 
 
I was hyperventilating.
 
I couldn’t promise this.
 
 
 
And then Galen shoved in to Carson and snorted, “Excuse me dog.
 
Blocking the entrance much?”
 
 
 
“That bastard!”
 
Carson whispered hotly.
 
 
 
I rolled my eyes and walked in to the classroom.
 
 
 
 
“Today...” I heard the teacher.
 
“We will be dissecting several small animals.
 
Shark, squirrel, and lizard.
 
We will be looking at
t
he blood types...”
 
 
 
Carson squeezed my knee so hard that if I were a human I’d surely snap.
 
Galen looked as surprised as me.
 
 
 
I raised my hand. “I don’t feel good.”
 
 
 
“
Sir
I don’t feel good either.”
 
Galen instantly blurted.
 
 
 
 
“I’ll have Katy escort you to the
nurse’s
office.”
 
 
 
There was no way Galen and I could’ve coped with that much blood and kids in one room.
 
 
 
 
“Thanks Katy,
” I
said when we got to into the room.
 
 
 
She glared at me.
 
No one at this school liked me.
 
Because I was the odd one out who hung out with the ‘tattoo necked people’.
 
They hated me because Carson picked me over some fake
Barbie
wannabe.
 
 
 
As soon as she left it came so unexpected.
 
Galen grabbed my hand and ran off campus in literally five seconds.
 
It felt new to be able to run sixty miles an
hour
.
 
It was one of those ‘Bring on the wind!’ moments.
 
And I didn’t even get tired.
 
I easily jumped over a ten foot bush.
 
Galen held my hand with an iron grip giving me no lead or direction.
 
Until we came upon... a cemetery.
 
 
 
“Why did you bring me here?” I asked.
 
 
 
“Oh come on!”
 
He laughed.
 
“Just the first place that came to my mind.
 
Stop looking so grim.
 
Lemme guess.
 
You think I brought you here to kill you?”
 
 
 
I couldn’t imagine
Galen’s
beach boy features harming me at all.
 
“No.”
 
 
 
“Then what?”
 
 
 
“No I’m not supposed to be here.
 
Carson told me to stay on campus unless I’m with him.
 
This graveyard-” I gestured.
 
“Is not.”
 
 
 
“Les.” He leaned up against an old tree.
 
“I would never put you in any danger, Love.”
 
 
 
“Well your intentions with me were to lure me to that pack of yours.
 
Which by the way when do we leave anyways?”
 
 
 
“Saturday morning we’ll take a flight.”
 
 
 
“As naive as I’ve been lately I bet your plans are to kill me at the end of this.”
 
I turned my back to him and stared at the ground.
 
 
 
“Make up your mind girl. Who the hell do you think I am?”
 
 
 
“I don’t know Carson, who
do you
think you are?”
 
 
 
“Let’s see.
 
I’m someone Carson can never be for you.”
 
 
 
“Ga-”
 
 
 
“Shh, don’t interrupt.
 
Someone with a heart.
 
Someone with a piece of mind.
 
With love.
 
Someone you never have to lie
to
just to do what you want.
 
By the way you still have to tell Carson you’ll be leaving.”
 
 
 
“He’s just caring for me and I did tell him.”
 
 
 
He snickered.
 
“What did you tell that dog?”
 
 
 
“Please don’t talk about Carson like that, especially around
me.
 
I told him I’m going to some ballet in New York anyways.
 
 
 
He laughed hysterically.
 
“Since when was ‘Leslie’ and ‘ballet’ used in the same sentence before?”
 
He couldn’t stop laughing.
 
 
 
“Galen!”
 
I slapped him.
 
“This is serious!”
 
 
 
“Whoa Les,
” He
said still grinning like a child.
 
“Calm down.”
 
 
 
 
“No I won’t until you can act a little more mature.
 
Why can’t you and Carson just be friends?”
 
 
 
He looked at me with a ‘You’ve got to be kidding me’ look.
 
“Really Les?
 
You know why.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I tapped my pencil against the blank page of my notebook.
 
Then my head fell.
 
And hit the desk.
 
 
 
White covered everything.
 
No trees.
 
Just a flat plane with some rocks and cliffs.
 
A V-shaped formation of stark white figures with pitch black eyes walk towards the child, One that looked like a young male not more
than
ten years old.
 
It was definitely a vampire child with one difference.
 
The eyes. The eyes were green.
 
Like a werewolves.
 
Three huge dogs came from the other side.
 
Werewolves for sure.
 
Both forces came upon the young boy, mauling him.
 
The last thing I heard was a scream and my eyes shot open.
 
 
 
I grasped the edge of the desk and panted.
 
 
 
“Ms. Woods.”
 
The teacher tapped his stick against the edge of my desk.
 
I pulled my head up to look at him.
 
 
 
 
“Just,”
I was sweating bullets.
 
“A really bad migraine.
 
“Then got up and staggered out of the classroom.”
 
 
 
“Leslie?”
 
I hear Lorens voice.
 
“What happened?”
 
 
 
I slid down the wall of the empty wall.
 
“I-I don’t know.
 
I just
saw it.”
 
 
 
“Tell me, Les, I can help.”