Chapter 1: Beauty is a cruel mistress
Sighing I sat down in the usual hard wooden chairs that the school provided. Taking out my book I opened it to the page I had been reading last night at unspeakable hours of the morning-or afternoon for humans- none the less I was tired and the small writing printed on the pages strained my eyes. I was in English, which considering I was a vampire and having no intentions of pursuing a career in literature was quite a pointless subject. I had already had four classes already this morning and I was not looking forward to this one.
“Rose” a smooth but unmistakable voice muttered. I jolted up quickly turning to see a pair of big brown eyes staring at me with no singular emotion hidden behind them.
“What do you want?” I asked in a harsh tone that even surprised me. I regretted it as soon as the words escaped my lips. Seeing the sudden pain fill those brown eyes made my heart ache.
“I just wanted to say that Johnny has asked you to a party on Saturday if you would so kindly give your services” he snickered hiding the hurt with an insult. I flinched.
“Well why would he need me?” I asked holding back my insult with a lot of effort.
“Oh both you and I, and most of the school know why that is” he snickered again obviously proud of my lack of comebacks.
That did it. I stood up rage filling me like a dark cloud masking up a beautiful summer’s day. My jaw squared and my hand curled into a fist. “And what would you be implying there Dimitri?” I asked through gritted teeth trying as hard as I could to keep the pure rage that filled me out of my voice. I had no idea why Dimitri and I had such a sudden hatred for each other. After the Mafia incident we had never been quite the same “Well you seem to be messing with the wrong crowd of late, doing the wrong things” he muttered obviously implying more in his words. Grrr!!!! He sure did know how to get to me
“You are the wrong crowd!” I hissed, “If it weren’t for you, you stupid ass I would still have a reputation here and I would still have friends and money!” I spat, jabbing a long slim finger into his chest. He laughed a cruel and twisted laugh.
“That’s the thing my dear Rose, you do have a reputation, just the different sort your used to. And its all your fault, you chose to go find the criminals that lived here, you chose to get involved with the mafia and you chose to get involved with drugs, money, sex and people in the wrong sorts of ‘high places’” he explained in a satisfied tone.
I didn’t realise until now that we were in a classroom and of course everyone was listening to our hushed argument. I peered around the room and meet many pairs of interested eyes. I took a deep breath and looked back up into the deep eyes I once loved.
“Why are you being suck a bitch?” I muttered
“Cas you are,” he explained and for a second I saw a glimpse of the old Dimitri. Like he regretted our relationship we had now.
“Thank you for the invite, I will be their… goodbye Dimitri” I muttered taking my seat. Dimitri turned and left the room, as soon as I heard the door close the room broke out in whispers. Something I had come to expect with my new reputation. I spent the rest of that class thinking about my past, I summed it up in this: there is this human movie called ‘rock’n’rolla’ it’s all about crime and drugs and things like that. At the start of the movie there is this guy speaking about what a real ‘rock’n’rolla’ is. He says “some for the money, some for the sex, some for the drugs, but a real rock’n’rolla wants the fucking lot” well my life is basically like that. Drugs, sex and money. I’m a vampire; I’m involved in the vampire ‘mafia’, I didn’t purposely get into the mafia it’s not something you tend to try to seek out, but now I was in there was no getting out. Johnny was the head Mafia boss’s son and I had happened to have history with him, a subject that he had had little interest in so naturally he instead started talking to the closest person to him, which had happened to be me. Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t like everyday we talked about money or did drugs or had parties, most of the time we were just normal teenagers with normal problems, well that’s a lie, I had the whole shadow kissed thing and he was the head mafia boss’s son, so you couldn’t really say we were normal. And I think it was because we were so abnormal that we clicked so well. It was only really about two months ago that things really started to get a little crazy
Sighing I sat down in the usual hard wooden chairs that the school provided. Taking out my book I opened it to the page I had been reading last night at unspeakable hours of the morning-or afternoon for humans- none the less I was tired and the small writing printed on the pages strained my eyes. I was in English, which considering I was a vampire and having no intentions of pursuing a career in literature was quite a pointless subject. I had already had four classes already this morning and I was not looking forward to this one.
“Rose” a smooth but unmistakable voice muttered. I jolted up quickly turning to see a pair of big brown eyes staring at me with no singular emotion hidden behind them.
“What do you want?” I asked in a harsh tone that even surprised me. I regretted it as soon as the words escaped my lips. Seeing the sudden pain fill those brown eyes made my heart ache.
“I just wanted to say that Johnny has asked you to a party on Saturday if you would so kindly give your services” he snickered hiding the hurt with an insult. I flinched.
“Well why would he need me?” I asked holding back my insult with a lot of effort.
“Oh both you and I, and most of the school know why that is” he snickered again obviously proud of my lack of comebacks.
That did it. I stood up rage filling me like a dark cloud masking up a beautiful summer’s day. My jaw squared and my hand curled into a fist. “And what would you be implying there Dimitri?” I asked through gritted teeth trying as hard as I could to keep the pure rage that filled me out of my voice. I had no idea why Dimitri and I had such a sudden hatred for each other. After the Mafia incident we had never been quite the same “Well you seem to be messing with the wrong crowd of late, doing the wrong things” he muttered obviously implying more in his words. Grrr!!!! He sure did know how to get to me
“You are the wrong crowd!” I hissed, “If it weren’t for you, you stupid ass I would still have a reputation here and I would still have friends and money!” I spat, jabbing a long slim finger into his chest. He laughed a cruel and twisted laugh.
“That’s the thing my dear Rose, you do have a reputation, just the different sort your used to. And its all your fault, you chose to go find the criminals that lived here, you chose to get involved with the mafia and you chose to get involved with drugs, money, sex and people in the wrong sorts of ‘high places’” he explained in a satisfied tone.
I didn’t realise until now that we were in a classroom and of course everyone was listening to our hushed argument. I peered around the room and meet many pairs of interested eyes. I took a deep breath and looked back up into the deep eyes I once loved.
“Why are you being suck a bitch?” I muttered
“Cas you are,” he explained and for a second I saw a glimpse of the old Dimitri. Like he regretted our relationship we had now.
“Thank you for the invite, I will be their… goodbye Dimitri” I muttered taking my seat. Dimitri turned and left the room, as soon as I heard the door close the room broke out in whispers. Something I had come to expect with my new reputation. I spent the rest of that class thinking about my past, I summed it up in this: there is this human movie called ‘rock’n’rolla’ it’s all about crime and drugs and things like that. At the start of the movie there is this guy speaking about what a real ‘rock’n’rolla’ is. He says “some for the money, some for the sex, some for the drugs, but a real rock’n’rolla wants the fucking lot” well my life is basically like that. Drugs, sex and money. I’m a vampire; I’m involved in the vampire ‘mafia’, I didn’t purposely get into the mafia it’s not something you tend to try to seek out, but now I was in there was no getting out. Johnny was the head Mafia boss’s son and I had happened to have history with him, a subject that he had had little interest in so naturally he instead started talking to the closest person to him, which had happened to be me. Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t like everyday we talked about money or did drugs or had parties, most of the time we were just normal teenagers with normal problems, well that’s a lie, I had the whole shadow kissed thing and he was the head mafia boss’s son, so you couldn’t really say we were normal. And I think it was because we were so abnormal that we clicked so well. It was only really about two months ago that things really started to get a little crazy
