Just for the record, it wasn't exactly a guy's fault that I am who I am today.
What I am today.
Okay, rephrase. It WAS a guy's fault that I am what I am today. But on a completely different note than you might think.
Now, what you might think I mean by 'what' I've become is a cold hearted tramp that wants payback for heartbreak. Far from it actually. I'm a cold hearted bitch that kills people for a living as of 10 months ago because I was... well, I'll explain later. But it's strange right? I'm surprised no-one could see it coming. Well, that would be if anyone...
"No!" I screamed and jolted upright, my long, dark hair flying in front of my face. My chest heaved and body shook as my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I realized that I was back in my room. Mason swiftly sat up next to me and put a warm hand on my back. I quickly pulled my knees up to my chest and buried my face into them, rocking imperceptibly back and forth. My room door opened and Derek came in, looking worried.
"Is everything alright?" He asked. I felt Mason nod beside me and I just shook my head. Derek sighed and gave Mason a quick look before disappearing back into his...
Okay, so you heard me scream. Now let me tell you why. Nothing beats a great one night stand, am I right? Well, how about finding out that the very guy you just screwed is not only your dance partner, but also about to become your step-brother?! Hello everybody, I'm Taya Willows, and welcome to my life of insanity!
"No, no no no no!" I repeated, pointing a finger at mom and leaning with one hand against the wooden railing at the end of our staircase.
"I thought you always told me I should get settled." She replied.
"Oh my God!" Delta exclaimed as Derek practically dragged Mason and I's bodies into the cabin in the clearing of trees that was in the green space behind their house. I looked at her with an exhausted expression and sighed as I managed to plop down onto one of the leather chairs near the door. Derek put Mason down on the couch diagonal from me and looked up at Delta. She stared first at the blood that covered Derek's arms and shirt, then at Mason and I before back at Derek. I was in too much of a daze to say anything, and the piercing pain from my killing marks was still intolerable.
As I blinked open my eyes, my fist went flying as I was met with a pair of red gleaming eyes. They dodged me and I sat up abruptly, looking around when I saw Derek sitting there on the edge of the bed I was laying in. He gave a sigh of relief and quickly stood up.
"Thank the Worlds you're awake! Mason said you wouldn't be out that long, but man, it felt like forever!"
"What time is it?" I quickly asked, feeling a sudden burst of energy rise up in me.
"Almost ten fifteen. I'd hurry up and get out of there. Mason is doing the best he can to keep Josh...
On the bus, I had to sit next to Natalie. Natalie was a little too friendly... especially towards me. When nobody was looking she mind controlled me and made me kiss her. "Focus Natalie!" Chantal always said when Natalie started to flirt. Natalie scowled at Chantal then said, "You're no fun Chantal." Chantal responded by saying, "Damn right I am! Please stop flirting with him." Natalie smiled then said, "Why? Do you like him?" Chantal glared at Natalie then said, "Not in the way that you do." Natalie smiled for the second time and said, "Then why can't I have him?" Chantal responded. "Because...
"You're not like yourself." Mason huffed, swinging under my leg and dodging a blast of cool, icy wind. I attempted a shrug and he held up his hand in a symbol to take a break. This was me. A fighter, a supernatural, and a bad ass. Well, the new me. Since that time they said I passed out, it felt like I came back to life in a new mind. A stronger mind. That and I found some giant textbooks under Mason's bed that I've flipped through occasionally.
"You're acting different too. " I told him, poking his shoulder and moving behind him.
I woke up shakily, knowing that Mason probably told Delta when he left my room last night, and that means that Derek probably knows now too. I sat up slowly, my vision blurry. Why was it so hot in my room? As my eyes adjusted from their sleepy state, I could probably rephrase my thoughts. Why was it so cold in here?! I looked around in a daze. My entire room was covered inches thick in layers of ice and snowy powder. The curtains looked like frozen pillars and the window was tightly sealed. Slowly, I began to feel claustrophobic as I turned to my door. It was covered by so many layers of ice...
I woke up from my nap to find Mason laying next to me with his head propped up on his elbow as he played with a blue strand of my hair. I gazed back into his mesmerizing gaze. He gave me a weak smile and I returned it.
"Hey there sleeping beauty." He whispered.
"Hey. " I replied quietly, still feeling rather tired. Leaning down, Mason gave me a soft kiss when the door opened and our older siblings walked in, groaning and turning around as Derek walked back into the hallway.