head. Violence wasn't the way to solve this, I
told myself, pushing down the uncomfortable thoughts which were
emerging that told me that even if I were a violent person, which I
was not, there would have been no way I could ever knowingly harm
him. That doing so would only hurt me so much more.
“ No!” I pushed my fingers to my eyes, shaking my head. I couldn't
let myself be drawn into that kind of thinking. It didn't matter
what I had thought I had felt when I looked into his eyes. It was
all a lie – none of it was real.
“ Aaaarrrgh!!” I screamed, the fury building
up like fire within me again. I was now not only angry with him,
but with myself just as equally. Why was I allowing myself to waste
my time and energy letting him invade my mind like this? Why was he
having such an effect on me, it didn’t make any sense? Perhaps
because he was the only other person that I had ever met who was
the same as me. All this time I had thought that I was the only one
of my kind, a rare breed; part mortal, part Vampire. Sebastian had
shattered that belief in one swoop today, revealing the truth that
I had always secretly hoped for; that there were more like me in
this world, backing up his words with his very presence, for there
was no doubt in my mind that he was the same as me.
I walked faster, looping back towards the town now, my
thoughts turning to my new found options. Now that I knew there
were others out there, a whole new world of possibility had been
opened up to me. I wondered how I could find them. There must be a way of tracking them down. I
scoured my mind desperately, unable to come up with any practical
ideas. Sebastian's face popped into my thoughts again, and I was
dragged back into my searing fury.
“ I will not think about him, I will NOT
think about him,” I repeated under my breath until it became a hum,
a mantra to keep me sane.
I arrived back at Ivy's cottage and stood on the porch,
trying to get myself under control before heading inside. I hated
feeling like this, it made me vulnerable, and I worried that these
new and intense emotions that had been piled on top of me recently
would affect my self control around the humans. Would the stress
make me more volatile? I had no experience of dealing with emotions
this potent in my previous peaceful existence.
I took several deep breaths, squeezing my hands in and out of
tight fists as I considered this, before coming to the conclusion
that despite my anger, I was still confident that I was fully in
control of my urges. Ivy was in no danger from me. I, on the other
hand, may be in some danger of my own, I realised, as I pushed open
the door to find my Aunt standing at the foot of the stairs,
glowering at me, her arms folded tightly across her bony
chest.
She stared at me, attempting to look menacing I guessed, but
faltering slightly when she saw my own expression. “Do. You.
Have. Any .
Idea. What. Time. It. Is?” she forced the words out one syllable
after another, breathing in deeply, her nostrils flaring as she
waited for my response.
“ I'm sorry Aunt Ivy, I must have lost track
of the time... I didn't think you'd wait up for me,” I said calmly,
attempting to pacify her. I didn’t have the energy for an argument
right now.
“ It's two in the bloody morning!!” she
exploded. “Where on earth does a fifteen year old girl with no
friends in the area go until two AM?” she questioned, jabbing a
shaking white finger towards me.
“ I went for a walk,” I answered, puzzled by
her unnecessary anger. I had always liked to walk at night, it was
usually so peaceful. “It's perfectly safe, you don’t need to worry
about me, I can take care of myself,” I said, in what I thought was
a reassuring tone.
“ I don’t need to worry?” she screeched.
“Oriah, of course I do, it's not safe for you to go walking around
at night, anything could have happened to you, you could have...”
she broke off. Her anger had propelled her forward until