CH2.Never Underestimate a Small Town.
I was still worn out from the flight. But here I am getting ready for the wedding. I don’t care much for the ceremony, and won’t understand a word they’ll be saying but I will try to look interested and happy. (Ugh) The reception should be fun, I am not a party girl but Trent will be with me and introducing me to his family (god I hope not. I am so nervous. He said that they will eat me alive, but they don’t matter) O well I just need to survive this night and then it’s just me, Trent (and family (double ugh)) and Spain!!!!!!!
The wedding was in English and shorter than I imagined…..or I fell asleep….I am not really sure. But before I knew it I was at the reception and the bride and groom were having their first dance. This shot sadness in my stomach. I never slow danced before, and I never knew my father so I also will never have a father daughter dance. This made me sad, and yet I envied her and all the girls like her. I would love to have a father to accompany me on my wedding day.
Trent was not exaggerating when he said I would be attacked. ½ of his family knew who I was, ½ didn’t. Either way I was bombarded with questions, comments, hugs and kisses. I even spotted 3 death stares…can’t be loved by everyone I guess. After I was harassed by Trent’s family we ate (not me though I hated the chicken they served us) and I sat down.
“You’re not going to dance??” Ash asked surprised.
“I don’t like to dance.” I answered. She seemed even more shocked. A little before the bouquet the DJ played some slow songs. I recognized one. It was “Angel” by Aerosmith. I remember hearing it on a date I had with Trent once. He recognized it to because, he took me by the hand and brought me to the dance floor to dance. (Obviously)
“I don’t know how to dance” I explained as he rapped his arm around my back.
“Then I will lead” He replied smiling at me, making me blush. My first slow dance. With Trent. As the song was coming close to an end he twirled me out, then in. When I came in he whispered softly in my ear that he loved me, and did not want to let me go. He also promised to love me n matter what.
I almost started to cry and how overwhelmed I was with happiness and fear and excitement….but I was saved because just then, the DJ announced it was time to toss the bouquet.
I was aiming for our table but Trent told me I was qualified to catch it…and his family….it was more like being help against my will. “Trust me…” He said. “….if you don’t even try you’ll never hear the end of it” Then I made my way to the crowd of girls before the bride……… I did NOT catch it. I was pushed to the floor though. Wow those girls were viscous.
And for what???? FLOWERS?????
I was so happy to finally get to the hotel room. After I got cleaned up and in my PJS I immediately when to plop myself on the bed and go to sleep.
I woke up the next morning around 10:30 Ash was already dressed and ready to start hr day. I also got ready. I put on my usual skirt, sticking, and boots but instead of my normal top I put on a black T-shirt instead.
After I was ready to face Spain there was a knock on the door. “Are you to ready for breakfast, the touring?” Trent’s mom asked in a kind voice. “Yup” e both replied. “Good but they boys are still sleeping so…” “Not another word we have it covered. I get Alex, you get Trent” Ashly explained as she bounced off the bed.
We entered to boys room….they should really lock the door. I walked over to Trent and kissed him until he woke up. He smiled at me and said, “Wow. What a wakeup call!” “I’ll say” His brother said rubbing his head as Ash proceed to slap him saying “WAKE UP!!!!”
During breakfast we discussed were we wanted to go. Everyone had a specific place to go so we split it up into days. I really wanted to explore the country and towns, not tourist traps. But o well, everyone voted to do that next week.
Why is his family always run by a schedule?
As we were in a dumb museum checking out the history of Spain, Trent whispered into my ear,
“Alex and Ash want out. They are going to the mall. Want to see a small town I found on the map. Come with me?”
“Do I really have a choice?’’ I asked.
“NOPE!” He explained as he dragged me out of the museum, and down the street to haul a cab. Thank god Trent spoke Spanish. I am not talented in foreign languages….except French.
As we drove he told me he is taking me to a nice small town to check it out. I was excited. Yet something in my gut told me we should have never left. That something really bad was going to happen.
We walked down the streets admiring the architect and public art (aka- Graffiti but it was really cool graffiti.) We took a lot of pictures as we walked down the street that leads toward a filed were we would stop to chat. I could picture it now, in the field, together, alone,……this is going to be sweet, we would never get alone time with his family. I stopped before we left to the field to take a picture of Trent with this cute town in the background.
“Ok ready on 3.” I explained “Ok 1……..2……..” Then out of the alley we stood in front of a snow white, cold as ice hand grabbed my arm so fast I had no time to yell. “3” His raspy voice said before he pulled me into the alley with him.
Before I could scream, he put his other cold hand covering my mouth. His other arm held my arms down and pined to him. “Shhhhhhhh. None of that. This will only be a second.” He whispered in my ear before he put his lips to my neck.
Then Trent came into the alley and punched him off of me. I fell to the floor as Trent attacked the man. The next thing I know he had Trent in the same position he just had me in. But he was furious, both of them.
“Fine. You’ll be First!” The man explained as he brought his lips close to Trent’s neck.
What’s with this guy? I thought. Then I saw it. Instead of a peck on the neck, he slid his tongue up Trent’s neck. I froze in shock what should I do?
Trent was screaming under the cold hand. And trying to get free but it was useless, he was to strong.
Then it some-what came clear. The man opened his mouth to revel two FANGS. OMFG he’s a VAMPIRE. Before I had time to scream (or completely figure this out) he had pushed his fangs into Trent’s neck.
Trent screamed out in pain, as his blood was being drunk. I felt like fainting when I saw blood dripping down his neck. For once in my life I felt weak and powerless. I wanted to help, but I did not know how. All I could do was watch in horror.
That’s CH1 what do you think????? See I told you it would pick up!!!!!! Pleas tell me what you think.Also I know its rated T but some language might appear, and graphic scenes. (But not as bad as Breaking Dawn. So if you’ve read the Twilight series then this should be just fine.)