Here's part 7!! The story gets a bit more fast-paced from here onwards!!( A little bit of strong language. )
"What? who? And what 'corpse'? I'm not dead... am I?" I said frantically, my mind racing to figure out who the hell could be demanding my "corpse". My eyes widened as I came to the only possible explanation.
"It's them, isn't it. The vampire hunters. They think you killed me. But wait, it doesn't seem like their style to ask first, kill later." I continued to babble.
"Lola, calm down. It's just one guy. He thinks you're dead. Do you want to go explain to him or doyou just want us to chase him away?" He asked kindly. "It's your decision but we'll help you where we can."
"Let's go back to the house first" I said. Before I finished my sentence, he already scooped me upin his arms, and with a naughty smile, he started running. At vampire speed. For a moment I totally forgot about the visitor at the door and smiled back at Carlisle, enjoying the ride, the wind blowing past my face. I didn't get dizzy at all. In a second, we reached the house and I ran to the front window, passing a worried faces of edward, bella and esme and the tense face of Jasper, peeking at whoever it is. Seeing him immediately brought a smile to my face. Zain. My fellow vampire hunter. I ran back to the front door, throwing it open and running straight into the arms of a shocked Zain.
"Zain, I'm alive. What in the world got into you?? You silly boy, coming to 'collect my corpse'."I smiled at him, combing my fingers through his messy hair and tracing his jaw line. He changed so much since the last time I had seen him, which was at my parents funeral. I had been obssessed in revenge. I had all but forgotten about him. Seeing him now brought back a flood of memories. We had been childhood friends, a couple a few years back. But we decided to break up because there's no romantic love between us.
I looked at his handsome face. My smile fading as I realized how somber he looked. Before I could say anything else, he pushed me away roughly and I felt a sharp pain on my wrist. Carlisle snarled from behind me. I stare blankly at the trickle of blood flowing from a cut in my wrist and at Zain who is now staring at Carlisle, taking out a gun with bullets made of the same ancient material that made my katanas and daggers, and pointing it at him.
"What are you doing, Zain? Carlisle's a friend. He's not going to hurt any of us, nor is his family." I added, glancing at the rest of the Cullens. Then I suddenly remebered that I was bleeding.
"Carlisle, I'm bleeding. Shouldn't you move away?" I murmured and turned to Zain. "You bloody fool, put down your gun! If you don't Carlisle's going to bite me or something. Shit, you idiot, I'm bleeding." Zain suddenly looked confused as he lowers his gun and looked at me as though seeing me for the first time.
"Lola, just what the hell is going on? How are you still human?", he glanced torwards the Cullens and at Carlisle who is putting a bit of his vampire spit on the cut on my wrist to stop the bleeding.
"Carlisle, I'm so sorry, let me go explain to Zain." I pulled away, into the trees, far away out of the vampires' hearing range.
"Carlisle and his family do not drink human blood. I thought he killed my parents, he didn't. He offered help. I accepted. I'm staying at his house as a guest. Happy? Now who sent you here. Him?" I said, all in one breath. Zain looked shocked.
"But the boss said that our duty is to kill all vampire. You just broke..."
"I don't care what that old fool says or that I broke some stupid rule or that I am a friend to a vampire, a whole coven of vampires." I interrupted him. Zains hand grew tight around my waist. Almost like he's confining me.
"Do you realize what you are making me do? You forced me into a corner. I only have two options from here onwards. Kill you myself or report and let the Shadow execute you. Why are you doing this?" Zain voice was agonized, his eyes hooded with pain. I looked into his eyes and saw what I never expected to see. A cold rigid hardened soul.
The Shadow is the team of executioners used by the vampire hunters' association... to kill traitors. I pulled away from Zain, unable to believe that he was still sticking to the rules. He never used to be like this, both of us, we had been rule breaker, outlaws, often disobeying some of the less important rules. When had he becomed like this? So cold? Even cruel? I thought he would understand, I thought he would accept, if not agree, with my friendship with the vampires. Thinking of friendship, I was distracted. Carlisle. Something more than friendship is blossoming between us. Oh how I wish that it could be something more than friendship. I blushed slightly.
In my moment of distraction, Zain already had his dagger out and suddenly, I felt a cool hard blade against my throat, cutting deeper every second. At least my last thought would be about Carlisle.
"What? who? And what 'corpse'? I'm not dead... am I?" I said frantically, my mind racing to figure out who the hell could be demanding my "corpse". My eyes widened as I came to the only possible explanation.
"It's them, isn't it. The vampire hunters. They think you killed me. But wait, it doesn't seem like their style to ask first, kill later." I continued to babble.
"Lola, calm down. It's just one guy. He thinks you're dead. Do you want to go explain to him or doyou just want us to chase him away?" He asked kindly. "It's your decision but we'll help you where we can."
"Let's go back to the house first" I said. Before I finished my sentence, he already scooped me upin his arms, and with a naughty smile, he started running. At vampire speed. For a moment I totally forgot about the visitor at the door and smiled back at Carlisle, enjoying the ride, the wind blowing past my face. I didn't get dizzy at all. In a second, we reached the house and I ran to the front window, passing a worried faces of edward, bella and esme and the tense face of Jasper, peeking at whoever it is. Seeing him immediately brought a smile to my face. Zain. My fellow vampire hunter. I ran back to the front door, throwing it open and running straight into the arms of a shocked Zain.
"Zain, I'm alive. What in the world got into you?? You silly boy, coming to 'collect my corpse'."I smiled at him, combing my fingers through his messy hair and tracing his jaw line. He changed so much since the last time I had seen him, which was at my parents funeral. I had been obssessed in revenge. I had all but forgotten about him. Seeing him now brought back a flood of memories. We had been childhood friends, a couple a few years back. But we decided to break up because there's no romantic love between us.
I looked at his handsome face. My smile fading as I realized how somber he looked. Before I could say anything else, he pushed me away roughly and I felt a sharp pain on my wrist. Carlisle snarled from behind me. I stare blankly at the trickle of blood flowing from a cut in my wrist and at Zain who is now staring at Carlisle, taking out a gun with bullets made of the same ancient material that made my katanas and daggers, and pointing it at him.
"What are you doing, Zain? Carlisle's a friend. He's not going to hurt any of us, nor is his family." I added, glancing at the rest of the Cullens. Then I suddenly remebered that I was bleeding.
"Carlisle, I'm bleeding. Shouldn't you move away?" I murmured and turned to Zain. "You bloody fool, put down your gun! If you don't Carlisle's going to bite me or something. Shit, you idiot, I'm bleeding." Zain suddenly looked confused as he lowers his gun and looked at me as though seeing me for the first time.
"Lola, just what the hell is going on? How are you still human?", he glanced torwards the Cullens and at Carlisle who is putting a bit of his vampire spit on the cut on my wrist to stop the bleeding.
"Carlisle, I'm so sorry, let me go explain to Zain." I pulled away, into the trees, far away out of the vampires' hearing range.
"Carlisle and his family do not drink human blood. I thought he killed my parents, he didn't. He offered help. I accepted. I'm staying at his house as a guest. Happy? Now who sent you here. Him?" I said, all in one breath. Zain looked shocked.
"But the boss said that our duty is to kill all vampire. You just broke..."
"I don't care what that old fool says or that I broke some stupid rule or that I am a friend to a vampire, a whole coven of vampires." I interrupted him. Zains hand grew tight around my waist. Almost like he's confining me.
"Do you realize what you are making me do? You forced me into a corner. I only have two options from here onwards. Kill you myself or report and let the Shadow execute you. Why are you doing this?" Zain voice was agonized, his eyes hooded with pain. I looked into his eyes and saw what I never expected to see. A cold rigid hardened soul.
The Shadow is the team of executioners used by the vampire hunters' association... to kill traitors. I pulled away from Zain, unable to believe that he was still sticking to the rules. He never used to be like this, both of us, we had been rule breaker, outlaws, often disobeying some of the less important rules. When had he becomed like this? So cold? Even cruel? I thought he would understand, I thought he would accept, if not agree, with my friendship with the vampires. Thinking of friendship, I was distracted. Carlisle. Something more than friendship is blossoming between us. Oh how I wish that it could be something more than friendship. I blushed slightly.
In my moment of distraction, Zain already had his dagger out and suddenly, I felt a cool hard blade against my throat, cutting deeper every second. At least my last thought would be about Carlisle.
