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my fault,” I whispered at my reflection.
Someone banged on the door and I jumped back.
“Yeah.”
“You okay in there?” Alex’s cautious voice floated through the door.
“Yeah….” My reflection was laughing at me. I took a deep breath and pulled myself together the best that I could and opened the door. “I’m just not feeling very well.” He nodded, giving me a look of understanding. “Do you want to lie down?”
I shook my head. “I want to see Laylen. Is he okay?” He frowned at my question. “He’s fine, I guess.”
“Well, can I see him?” I asked, wishing he would stop giving me that look. It was a look that was a mix between annoyance, hurt, and disappointment. It was a look that made me feel guilty for something I should not feel guilty about.
“Yeah, you can see him.” His tone was guarded. “He’s out there.” He nodded his head at the door.
“Thanks,” I muttered as I stepped past him.
He followed me out of the room, and down the hallway, keeping his distance. The air smelled very planty, to the point that it almost made me gag. I held back my gag, though, because my stomach was still weak, and I was afraid, if I did, I would puke all over the nice hardwood floor.
The hallway led to a living room that had olive green walls painted with a rosy pattern. A set of rose embroidered sofa’s centered the room, along with a coffee table. Like the bedroom, there were plants all over the walls, the shelves, and the vines dangling from the ceiling were detailed with tiny pink flowers.
I glanced over my shoulder at Alex and raised my eyebrows. “Really?”
“The plants help her gift,” he said defensively. “The oxygen’s good for her or something…I don’t know.” I pressed my lips together, to keep from saying anything further. Jealousy was an ugly color, and I was not going to let it shine all over me.
“I think everyone’s in the kitchen.” Alex pointed to our right.
I walked to the kitchen doorway and Alex caught my arm.
“Hey….” He seemed to be struggling for words. Finally he said, “You’re feeling okay, right?”
“Yeah, I…” All words suddenly left me because, out of the corner of my eyes, I caught sight of a blond-haired, blue-tipped banged, blue-eyed vampire sitting at the table. I just about ran over to him and gave him a big hug. I wasn’t sure where the feeling came from. I mean, I could try to figure it out, but sometimes feelings weren’t easy to solve.
He was not alone at the table. Aislin was also there, her golden-brown hair damp like she just got out of the shower.
Her eyes were swol en and tear-stained. She was wearing different clothes and the pink floral dress she had on was girly even for her.
The other person at the table was also dressed in a floral dress, just a different color. Her blonde hair reminded me of sunshine and sunflowers and her eyes were a bright blue.
Tan leather gloves covered her hands. I had seen this girl before, in a photo back at Laylen’s house; a photo in which this girl was clearly dating Alex.
I hated this girl.
I really did.
Okay, maybe I should use the word dislike.
From the dark look she shot me, I could tell she hated—
or disliked—me too.
“Everything okay?” She asked looking through me, right at Alex.
“Everything’s fine, Stasha” he answered walking past me.
Stasha gave me the death stare, so I looked away at Laylen, who was fiddling with his lip ring, which I was beginning to notice was something he did while he was in deep thought.
He caught my eye and he looked the slightest bit relieved. Then, without saying a word, he stood up and came over to me. Everyone was watching us, so I took his hand and pulled him into the living room, out of the watchful gaze of all their eyes. Particularly Alex’s, which I could feel burning into me, even through the wall.
Neither of us spoke. I wasn’t sure what to say to him. This was the second time he had run away, and I was beginning to
Someone banged on the door and I jumped back.
“Yeah.”
“You okay in there?” Alex’s cautious voice floated through the door.
“Yeah….” My reflection was laughing at me. I took a deep breath and pulled myself together the best that I could and opened the door. “I’m just not feeling very well.” He nodded, giving me a look of understanding. “Do you want to lie down?”
I shook my head. “I want to see Laylen. Is he okay?” He frowned at my question. “He’s fine, I guess.”
“Well, can I see him?” I asked, wishing he would stop giving me that look. It was a look that was a mix between annoyance, hurt, and disappointment. It was a look that made me feel guilty for something I should not feel guilty about.
“Yeah, you can see him.” His tone was guarded. “He’s out there.” He nodded his head at the door.
“Thanks,” I muttered as I stepped past him.
He followed me out of the room, and down the hallway, keeping his distance. The air smelled very planty, to the point that it almost made me gag. I held back my gag, though, because my stomach was still weak, and I was afraid, if I did, I would puke all over the nice hardwood floor.
The hallway led to a living room that had olive green walls painted with a rosy pattern. A set of rose embroidered sofa’s centered the room, along with a coffee table. Like the bedroom, there were plants all over the walls, the shelves, and the vines dangling from the ceiling were detailed with tiny pink flowers.
I glanced over my shoulder at Alex and raised my eyebrows. “Really?”
“The plants help her gift,” he said defensively. “The oxygen’s good for her or something…I don’t know.” I pressed my lips together, to keep from saying anything further. Jealousy was an ugly color, and I was not going to let it shine all over me.
“I think everyone’s in the kitchen.” Alex pointed to our right.
I walked to the kitchen doorway and Alex caught my arm.
“Hey….” He seemed to be struggling for words. Finally he said, “You’re feeling okay, right?”
“Yeah, I…” All words suddenly left me because, out of the corner of my eyes, I caught sight of a blond-haired, blue-tipped banged, blue-eyed vampire sitting at the table. I just about ran over to him and gave him a big hug. I wasn’t sure where the feeling came from. I mean, I could try to figure it out, but sometimes feelings weren’t easy to solve.
He was not alone at the table. Aislin was also there, her golden-brown hair damp like she just got out of the shower.
Her eyes were swol en and tear-stained. She was wearing different clothes and the pink floral dress she had on was girly even for her.
The other person at the table was also dressed in a floral dress, just a different color. Her blonde hair reminded me of sunshine and sunflowers and her eyes were a bright blue.
Tan leather gloves covered her hands. I had seen this girl before, in a photo back at Laylen’s house; a photo in which this girl was clearly dating Alex.
I hated this girl.
I really did.
Okay, maybe I should use the word dislike.
From the dark look she shot me, I could tell she hated—
or disliked—me too.
“Everything okay?” She asked looking through me, right at Alex.
“Everything’s fine, Stasha” he answered walking past me.
Stasha gave me the death stare, so I looked away at Laylen, who was fiddling with his lip ring, which I was beginning to notice was something he did while he was in deep thought.
He caught my eye and he looked the slightest bit relieved. Then, without saying a word, he stood up and came over to me. Everyone was watching us, so I took his hand and pulled him into the living room, out of the watchful gaze of all their eyes. Particularly Alex’s, which I could feel burning into me, even through the wall.
Neither of us spoke. I wasn’t sure what to say to him. This was the second time he had run away, and I was beginning to
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